readx;? The corners of Song Zheng's mouth twitched, and he hurriedly asked, "Who did you change it to?"

"You're going to come back?"

"Nonsense!"

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"That's what you have to do!"

The decadent doctor looked at Song Zheng, was silent for a while, and said, "You have been in a coma for two days, and you have used a lot of medicine, a lot of bandages, and blood bags, all of which are money, all in exchange for your sword." ”

"I know, so what?" Song Zheng looked at the doctor.

Silence, silence again, and then the doctor sighed: "The sword is in Huang Chen's place, if you want to come back." ”

Song Zheng grinned, and his smile was particularly penetrating with a bandage wrapped around his head: "That's not necessarily." ”

Shaking his head, the doctor did not intend to continue the topic and put the can on the bedside table.

"Since you've woken up, take care of your injuries, I'm still fine, goodbye. ”

The doctor opened the door and was stopped by Song Zheng.

"What's your name?"

The doctor was not silent this time.

"Zhou Jianming. ”

"My name is Song Zheng. Song Zheng still laughed horribly.

After a deep look at him, Dr. Zhou Jianming walked out of the room and closed the door casually.

Song Zheng looked at the room key placed next to the can, and smiled softly: "This is going to break up?"

It's not that he doesn't understand the doctor's intentions, it's just that he doesn't want to deceive the doctor into his own mind.

The dragon bone sword doesn't really mean a lot to him, it's just that he is used to it, and he doesn't want to give it up easily because of a little medicine and food.

Anyway, it's also a forged weapon, and although it can't be compared to a cat's tail tentacle, it's also very valuable.

If the doctor said that he would take the dragon bone sword as a reward, he would not say a word, but the doctor gave the dragon bone sword to someone else to change something, which made him a little unacceptable.

Retrieving the dragon bone sword is a must, as for whether to exchange things for things or use other means, Song Zheng is ready to decide depending on the situation.

Opening his mental perception and finding that there were no people to be wary of, Song Zheng took his iron pot, mp5 and other items, all of which were stuffed into the quilt.

He didn't have any perverted intentions, he was just worried about the camera in the room.

"Produce healing food. ”

After secretly issuing the order, Song Zheng waited for the sound of the iron pot to come out.

Among the seven foods he currently mastered, evolution food, recovery food, immunity food, and healing food do not need other materials other than evolution liquid, and fortunately, he can recover from his injuries as soon as possible in such a poor situation.

【Ding!Consume ten parts of low-level evolution liquid, and self-produce healing food bitter gourd cold cake to complete!】

In his hand, he held a small transparent disposable plastic bowl, and inside the small bowl was a cyan jelly-like bitter gourd cold cake.

After putting the cold cake into his mouth, Song Zheng's face suddenly became very ugly.

It's so bitter!

However, in order to heal his wounds, and for the ten low-level evolution liquid that he consumed, of course he would not spit it out, but he had no intention of tasting the taste. He chewed it twice casually and swallowed it all, but the taste left in his mouth was still so bitter that it almost exploded, making him frown suddenly.

The key is that the healing food cannot be changed into other foods according to his ideas, it can only be bitter gourd cold cake, at least according to the current level of iron pot, this will not change anything.

"You can't even change your taste, do you really have to be so strict......" Song Zheng reluctantly accepted the reality.

Although the taste is not very good, the effect is very obvious.

As soon as Song Zheng ate the bitter gourd cold cake, there were bursts of numbness and itching from the dense wounds on his body.

This is a sign of wound healing, and these itchy and numb sensations come and go quickly, and the wound on Song Zheng's body quickly fell off after the rapid scab formation, revealing the tender red fresh skin.

The fractured and bitten ligaments, because they were major injuries, did not recover as quickly as the small wounds on his body, but he could clearly perceive that the injuries were rapidly improving, and as long as there was another half a day, he would be able to fully recover to the physical state before the battle.

Song Zheng silently gave a thumbs up and secretly praised "It's really amazing".

made another recovery food, and Song Zheng's physical fitness quickly returned to its peak.

He sat up from the bed and began to remove the bandages from his body in front of the mirror.

Liberating himself from the state of mummy little by little, Song Zheng looked at himself in the mirror, who was much whiter than before, and showed a happy smile, it felt good to be healthy.

Having recovered his health ahead of schedule, Song Zheng did not intend to let others know that the original plan had failed and that he had to find a new opportunity again.

Staying in the room until it was dark, Song Zheng got up from the sofa, walked to the window, quietly pushed open the window, jumped and jumped down.

The next morning, Zhou Jianming walked out of the house, looked at the door opposite, hesitated, turned around and walked down the stairs.

Shortly after he left, Song Zheng walked down the stairs above and came to his door.

Song Zheng held a key in his hand, inserted it into the door lock of Zhou Jianming's house, turned it a few times, and the anti-theft door clicked, and the door lock was opened.

"Brother, are you back?" a woman's voice came from the room.

"Hmm. Song Zheng vaguely agreed, gently closed the door, and walked towards the room where the voice came from.

The sound came from the master bedroom, and Song Zheng stood in front of the door of the master bedroom, paused, and then twisted the doorknob to push the door open.

Swish!

A cold light flashed, and a throwing knife grazed in front of him.

Although Song Zheng had tried his best to dodge while sensing the danger, he still let the flying knife leave a tasting wound between his eyebrows.

Blood poured out of the wound, leaving three red marks on his face, making his face look terrifying.

"You...... You...... Don't come here!" Zhou Jianlin grabbed a scalpel in her hand and pointed at Song Zheng, she wanted to make her voice more calm, but her words trembled uncontrollably.

Even the flying knife mechanism left by her brother didn't kill the other party, and with her ability, she shouldn't be the opponent of the other party.

Zhou Jianlin had imagined such a scene many times, and every time she imagined it, she hated herself a little more. If it weren't for her illness, she would definitely become a good helper for her brother, instead of being a waste person and a burden like now. She thought about killing herself, but when she thought that her brother would survive alone in this dangerous world, she felt that it might be even more cruel. But today, she regretted it, maybe she was just afraid of death, and if she had committed suicide earlier, she would not be in the current situation.

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