Chapter 189: Medical Miracles

The story is over. Having said all this, prison painting is not tiring at all. Because she was just talking to another soul in her body in the sea of consciousness, she didn't even move her mouth. To outsiders, she was just sitting there alone and looking at the stars.

Although there are no stars in the sky, there is only a lonely moon. But this lonely scene seems to be more suitable for the mood of the moment. Cold and lonely, how miserable and miserable, suitable for talking about something unserious.

For example, at this time, he was discussing with the evil god about the change in his old father's temperament. The prison painting insisted that it was because of the spring heart, but the evil god has been silent. Probably at the time when she was still active outside, people's minds were not avant-garde enough to discuss their old man's private life. This kind of rebellious practice has further changed the understanding of prison painting in the gods. At least it shows that although this unlucky child is not lucky, his brain is still functioning normally.

"You say, what is the origin of the five people who have united to send it up?"

For this kind of question, the evil god didn't bother to answer at all. First, she didn't know, and second, even if she didn't speak, she would soon pick up the words herself.

"The leaders below want to send it up, and Erlang God wants to bring her a message again. Such a character, if he is not a big man, he was accidentally involved in some incident. I look at her confused look, she doesn't look like a big guy, could it be that she is an unlucky person like me? ”

This evil god probably can't listen to it anymore, like sarcasm, and like sighing: "Stupid......"

I didn't expect that the god would criticize her when she didn't speak for a long time, and she was a little unconvinced: "Stupidity is contagious, you have been in my head for a long time, sooner or later you will be as stupid as me!" ”

"Little girl, be careful, old lady, I'll swallow you now."

"You swallow! After swallowing it, you find the god of war and tell him that I swallowed your daughter, and it is estimated that the god of war will think that your brain is in water. ”

“……”

"Menopause, why don't you get sick today?"

“……”

I can clearly feel the anger of the person in my body.

However, it is only about anger. There is no tendency on the other side to make a move.

The prison painting happily thought that this was a compromise of the evil god to threaten her. In fact, this is only one of the factors that allows the evil god to suppress his temper and endure the painting.

The most important thing, of course, is to send people under the fence......

"Hey, menopause, are you still there? You won't be angry with me and have high blood pressure, right? ”

The god is actually tempted to ask what high blood pressure and menopause mean. A woman's instincts tell her that it's not a good word.

But the gods aren't that boring. She felt that the words of the prison painting today were a bit too much, and it took her time to listen to it that took a lot of her energy, and she decided to concentrate on expressing the central idea in the shortest sentences.

"You think everyone is as decrepit as you ......"

Well, I can't talk about it today.

Just as the prison painting was about to stop this series of meaningless but comforting conversations, the god spoke again.

"There was once a celestial who also enjoyed this kind of treatment

Meet. ”

Hey?

The prison painting became interested, and he didn't care about how the evil god had just sarcastically mocked her, and asked, "Which big guy is it?" ”

"Broom Star."

“……”

Ending the mysterious conversation between the two, the god seems to fall back into a deep sleep. The prison painting did not leave, still thinking about the words just now.

It's not hard to see why broom stars enjoy this kind of treatment. After all, this kind of character is not a guest who can be described by the word "fluffy" no matter where he is. The ghost emperor of the five directions sent people away, and someone from the sky also came to bring a message, probably because he didn't want the broom star to go to his own territory.

This reminded her of a problem she had been ignoring. Erlang God asked the prison to draw a word and told Baotuo that his child was in the underworld, but in fact, he didn't want to help Baotuo find the child, but wanted Baotuo to stay in the underworld.

Therefore, the underworld wanted to "invite" Baotuo to go, and Erlang God stuffed Baotuo back again.

The Lord who does not want to stay so much at the bottom and above is sacred?

The prison painting can't help but recall the appearance of Bao To. The long unkempt hair, the beautiful face that can still be seen although it is down, and the blood hole in the middle of the forehead.

Spirits sometimes look terrible, and they are all in their pre-death form. It can be seen from the appearance of Bao Tuo that this person was shot in the middle of the forehead.

However, she did not die. The body was placed in the hospital, still waiting to be revived. The bigwigs of the underworld would not be unaware that this was against science, but they were willing to let this strange event exist, and let the beautiful corpse with its forehead continue to live.

Could it be that Bao Tuo is a broom star? If so, it's not a good thing for her to stay in the underworld. This is still very possible, after all, the broom star is Jiang Ziya's wife, and the gender can be matched. But this Bao Tuo has a different kind of interest and intimacy with his father, which is weird. After a little yy, his father may be Jiang Ziya. Of course, it's just a little YY. Jiang Ziya was a bull breaker who held the whip of the gods and called "the prince is here, and the gods abdicate", and he was completely incompatible with his father, who was originally honest and now has become bells and whistles and can't figure out the way. I don't have that luck, I used to have a god and demon parents, and I met a god in this life.

Forehead...... When it comes to luck, it's hard to say.

So, he got up from the back of the pickup truck, patted the dust on his buttocks, got out of the car and got into the driver's seat.

She drove to the hospital during the day.

Although it is said that curiosity kills cats, in the turbulent history, the most dead are inexplicably arranged as chess pieces of dead chess. Not to mention the misery, it is also tragic and inexplicable, just like the mediocrity before his death.

Bao Tuo was sent back to the underworld, and now he should still be tormented comfortably in the small hell of his heart, such as being aggressive, gambling, and competitive, so as to implicate and drag others down, instead of running around on the road to return to the soul and go to the underworld to find a baby.

Then her body, even if it will not lose its vitality, should lie there quietly.

But...... Find the little note from my dad before

The bed was written on it, but it was empty.

The prison painting looked at the neat bed in a daze, and before leaving, the nurse who was catching up with the ward rounds passed by. She grabbed one and asked, "What about the people in this ward?" Is it dead or discharged? ”

The little nurse was held by the prison painting, and her expression was a little shocked. After hearing the prison painting's question, her expression became even more shocked, and while trying to break free from the prison painting's grasp of her hand in a panic, she asked inarticulately: "Is the mud swollen that she will be rough?" What do you think about mud?! ”

Prison Painting was startled by the little nurse's panic and consternation. She didn't hear what the other party said, she just wanted to catch someone and ask, but she didn't expect that the little nurse's actions would attract the attention of many people. Miss Prison, who had been thinking of quietly coming to find out the news, suddenly became the target of public criticism, and was surrounded by the surrounding nurses and doctors.

"What are you going to do?" Although prison painting is not afraid of these ordinary people, she is still a little frightened when she is surrounded by people like this. I just came here to visit the patient, do you want to be so concerned?

Don't...... That Baoto owes them money?

aggressive, gambling, and competitive, so as to implicate and drag others down...... Well, this kind of temperament, I guess I got into trouble before I was born, right? Did you hit the muzzle of the gun?

Not to mention, his physique is really a bit like a broom star-ridden shape.

"This young lady, what is your relationship with this patient?" A doctor with a relatively large grade is quite polite, and he uses honorific titles as soon as he speaks.

But before he could answer, a young lady with a sharp voice howled: "It's terrible! It must be haunted! ”

The doctor in the older grade immediately lectured the young lady with a straight face: "Don't be alarmist! We are a hospital, and we must talk about science in everything! Otherwise, how can you make those who come to him believe in your healing skills? ”

This gesture of righteous rhetoric is truly admirable. But the prison painting actually agreed with the young lady's statement in his heart. forcibly added fifty years of longevity to a person whose longevity had been exhausted, and then stuffed it back into the body with a hole in the brain, and the troublemakers were uneasy to live as ghosts, isn't this a haunting?

But what the doctor said next surprised the prison painting.

"This young lady, why don't you stay and talk to us about this patient. As a brain surgeon, I really can't understand how this patient was able to stay alive despite severe soft tissue injuries from a brain bullet and eventually woke up. It's a medical miracle! And just now, she actually went to the hospital to go through the discharge procedures by herself! This recovery speed ......"

This recovery speed, what a peat fuck!

Later, the prison painting has not entered the mind. The question on her mind now is what happened.

Erlang God tries to throw out the spirit bait to get Baotuo back to the underworld.

And Baotuo was sent back to the underworld by Jian Yong himself!

It's a game between the bigwigs. Although he didn't know whether Erlang God did this or his personal behavior, the attitude of the Five Directions Ghost Emperor was very clear

Definitely.

This treasure must not stay in the underworld!

The prison painting was pulled by the people in the hospital for a long time. Probably because they felt that they really didn't know anything about the prison paintings, or that the environment of the hospital really didn't allow them to be too noisy, so in the end everyone gave up asking questions and let the prison paintings go.

Prison Painting sat in the pickup truck and asked the sky speechlessly.

"What kind of character is that Baotuo, you say?" She didn't know who to ask, so she had to ask the family of five hugging in the car.

Those five people have been getting along with prison paintings day and night these days, and they have also realized their own use value, and they are not as afraid as before. The reason why they are hugging each other now is because ...... Cold.

The aura of the underworld on the prison painting made them tremble.

The middle-aged man, who was the head of the family, tilted his head, pointed to the back seat of the car, and asked, "Is that the one who sat here during the day?" ”

The prison painting nodded: "The one with the hood on his head." ”

The middle-aged man thought seriously for a moment and replied, "I don't know who she is. But I love the smell of her. ”

Prison painting stunned. She didn't expect to be able to ask something from this person's mouth, and she was a little surprised for a while.

"What do you like?" Prison painting self-talk fragmented thoughts.

The breath that can make resentment like it is naturally not the kind of taste in the underworld. And Baotuo has just come out of the underworld, and it is naturally contaminated with a lot of the smell of the underworld.

What kind of breath would that be?

(End of chapter)