Chapter Ninety-Eight: There is a specialization in the art industry

"Listen to me tell you slowly......"

Jump back in time to a month ago, when the place, Barnard Bay, the Palace of Holy Water, and the silver-gray Titan docked. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

On the cruise ship, under a huge white parasol, Aaron lay lazily on a white beach chair, boredly flipping through one magazine after another, his eyes sometimes misty and sometimes sober.

After all, the patriarch has been in for so long, so it's time to come out or send a notice. Aaron meditated, a hint of doubt in his heart, and his gaze turned to the natural stone arcade, where he stopped for a few seconds.

"Yo, Aaron, aren't you afraid that the patriarch will scold you for being so leisurely?"

The flirtatious tone, a riotous pink shirt and pure white shorts, all custom-made by the clothing workshop, is not the famous son of the water tribe - Qingmen, who else can there be?

"It's like you've hooked up with threes, right?" Aaron snapped.

"If you don't fight back, I'll die!" "Qingmen is angry, those romantic histories are in the past, whether it's good or not, now he is the first healer of the incomparably upright water tribe, but Aaron loves to hold on to this, and repeatedly jokes that he will eventually lose to Aaron's incomparably accurate and incomparably accurate sore spots......

People, who hasn't passed the past, hasn't made a mistake, why bother holding grudges like this......

Although in the past, when he hooked up, he often left Aaron's name...... But but, such a little favor, it's a brother, you should come forward, Qingmen comforted himself, don't care about Aaron's villain......

"Unfortunately, no. Aaron was righteous.

Thinking of the peach blossom debts that he had caused for no reason in those years, all thanks to the Qingmen, Aaron wanted to beat him up, God knows what kind of mood he felt when he was so busy, and he had to spend energy to clean up his brother's mess.

"Gotta gotcha, I'll go, I'll go. ”

Qingmen glanced at Aaron's cold zombie face, thinking that it would be better to wait for him to feel better, and then come back to the hot face and cold ass......

He was lifting his feet, and before he could take a step, there was a strange change in the sky over the cruise ship.

The huge swirl-shaped black hole that suddenly appeared in the blue sky caused air turbulence, and the originally stable water element suddenly fluctuated and fell into chaos, but the windless area within a hundred meters near the palace set off a violent wind, one after another, the waves violently bullied, and the Titan, which had always been known for its stability, began to sway, even though it obviously dropped the iron anchor.

In the sea area outside the palace, the sound of surprise suddenly rose, and there were many panicked figures of elves on the cruise ship.

"Damn, what's going on?"

Qingmen swayed, and his body was almost unsteady.

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

Aaron gave him a blank look, but began to murmur a magic spell.

As the spells came out in succession, the undulating Titan gradually stabilized.

Qingmen didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, he was dumbfounded, he looked at the black hole fixedly, only to see two strange things flying out of there, and, getting bigger and bigger, it looked like he was still an elf, as if he had a sense of déjà vu?

"Ah, Aaron, it's the princess and ......"

Pointing his finger in that direction, he shouted eagerly at Aaron, but he forgot how quickly the little black dot had landed, and the fact that they were getting closer and closer to where he was, and he was only halfway through his sentence when he felt oppressed by the weight, screamed, and fell to the floor of the cruise ship.

Heavy echoes!

"Ouch, my waist, I have a great future waiting for its waist!"

Qingmen wailed, turned over angrily, and suddenly threw the weight off his body, and then caught a glimpse of Aaron holding the princess who fell from the sky in his arms, and he almost didn't rush up to hit him!

Since he picked up the princess, why didn't he take the one on him! He ended up so miserably, he was almost knocked half-paralyzed, he must have done it on purpose!

"Okay, don't worry about these haves and don'ts, hurry up and call all the therapists, quick!"

Aaron seemed to feel Qingmen's aggressive gaze, coughed slightly, and said with a straight face.

"How?"

Qingmen lowered his head suspiciously, turned his head sideways, and the original resentful woman's expression disappeared suddenly, and he looked at the guy who was opened by him at will in surprise, it was actually Zou Qiaoren!

What surprised and nervous him even more was that Zou Qiao was full of fatal wounds all over his body, a blood elf who escaped alive!

He had never seen Zou Yu injured like this, and he had never seen an elf so badly injured, it was almost half a foot into death, this look!

Qingmen's hand trembled slightly, he, he had never encountered such a serious situation since he had become a healer.

"What are you doing in a daze, call someone. ”

Aaron was also a little flustered because of the serious injury of the princess in his arms, and his temper became inexplicably irritable.

"Ahh......h Where's the therapist, the therapist?"

Qingmen was in a hurry, looking left and right, obviously messing up.

"You sober me up! You are the Qingmen? Basil!"

Aaron tried his best to control his emotions, he couldn't mess up, he messed up, it was all messed up, what happened to the princess and they don't know, but presumably they came back from the weird black hole, so they came back from nine deaths, that is, they put their only chance on the top healer team in the clan, and now that the patriarch is gone, everything is in his charge, if he can't calm down, who else can be expected to save the princess and Zou Qiaoren?

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm Qingmen, I'm Qingmen......"

Qingmen got up in a panic, and glanced at Princess Haiya in Aaron's arms, her face was as white as paper, although the external flesh wounds were fine, but judging from the breath, the bloodline in the body had failed due to extreme rage, and the severity of the wounds of the soul should be known only after the specific magic meter test, but it shouldn't be too good.

Two, two elves who are so dying and injured, and they are still the two most noble in the water tribe, this is how to calm down, not to mention that Zou Qiao people are good brothers with him and have a great friendship.

He sat on the ground all of a sudden, he was young, although he had inherited all the healing magic and original medical skills of the first healer of the previous water tribe, but he was inexperienced, and he still lacked strong psychological quality in the face of real big scenes.

"No, no, I can't do this, unless it's the master, the master, yes, let the master come, let the master come......"

Qingmen was about to go to find the Falcon locked in the third-class animal area in a panic, but Aaron grabbed him.

The strength of Aaron's wrist was so strong that he couldn't break free at all.

"Are you stupid, princess's injury, how can you wait for Mr. Baili to come!" Aaron roared.

"Then what do you want me to do!" Qingmen angrily shook off Aaron's hand with red eyes.

Is he willing to watch the princess die, watch his brother die? It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he can't do it, he can't do it! He can't help it......

"I can't do it, such a serious injury, the slightest mistake, it will ......"

"Coward!"

Aaron interrupted him mercilessly.

Then, without looking at the door, he passed past him, giving orders to the water elves who had already heard the movement and were gradually gathering on the deck.

"Come out immediately, two guys, help me move Ah Qiao to the first-class treatment room, and inform all the therapists on the cruise ship, regardless of rank, to give me to the treatment room immediately!

There were obviously a lot of dumbfounded dignitaries of the water tribe present, but there were still a few people with clear brains, they were all familiar with the Zou people, and naturally knew who Aaron was referring to, so they hurriedly went up to the side of the blood elf lying on the deck, and after gasping a few breaths, they reluctantly calmed down, and chose the most appropriate floating magic to transfer the Zou people to the treatment room.

On deck, many healers, first-class healers from the current ship of the Titan, or other cruise ships, all gathered to the treatment room with mixed feelings.

Qingmen watched Aaron's back disappear into the first-class cabin, motionless.

The elves can obviously heal magic, why do they need healers? When I was a child, Qingmen once asked my master, the first healer of the water tribe at that time, who heard the wind for hundreds of miles.

Baili Wenfeng smiled and only said five words: "There is a specialization in the art industry." ”

In the past, he didn't understand, but as he grew up, he gradually understood that no matter how high the blood of the elves is, no matter how powerful the healing magic is, there is always no way to compare with a healer, because only a healer can cure the root cause, if it is not a healer, those healing magic will always be too one-sided and monotonous, and leave more or less hidden dangers and root causes of the body, treating the symptoms but not the root cause. But the healer is different, he has studied all the healing magic books and general medical theories and operations, and is proficient in all the healing magic instruments and herbs, and can integrate the most perfect coordination plan to completely heal the damage.

For example, if you are injured by fire attribute magic, if you are not a healer, the healing magic used is often only to repair the wound, heal the flesh and skin, and alleviate the spiritual impact of the soul, but if you are a healer, he will first help you remove the residual fire attribute damage, and then use the relative water attribute healing to neutralize it, and finally use the corresponding spiritual therapy to completely heal the injured elf.

This is the reason why healers are also a large organization and a popular profession in the Elven Realm.

Therapist, isn't that the meaning of my existence?" he asked himself in his heart.

If you can't come to save the wounded, why should you learn healing and become a therapist?

Qingmen kept asking himself.

On the Titan, on the deck, the elf in the pink shirt stands, as if frozen in this heaven and earth.

At the same time, in the treatment room, Princess Haiya and Zou Qiao were lying on two huge white jade operation beds, which were made of water element spar derivatives, and the ten thousand years cold white jade was outsourced, which had a magical effect, which could delay time and heal any form of trauma.

Of course, the length of treatment varies according to the severity of the injury, and the injuries like Zou Qiao and Princess Haiya are estimated to be tens of thousands of years, although this thing can delay the time of the injured body, but it is not static after all, at most it can only be delayed a little time, if there is no this bed, Princess Haiya and Zou Qiao people will not be able to survive tonight......

If you have it, you can last until noon tomorrow at most, but these times are not enough to wait for hundreds of miles from thousands of miles away!

In such a situation, the therapists gathered in the treatment room naturally knew about it, and they all went around one after another, and they were all so anxious that their brains were sweating.

"Bastard!"

Aaron looked at the healers who were hesitant, and his heart was filled with grief and anger.

He looked at Princess Haiya's face, beautiful despite its pale whiteness, almost with desperate eyes, and said to himself, "Is it ...... Is there no one, no one to ......?"

With a "bang", the colored mechanical door of the treatment room was suddenly pushed open.

Against the light, a vague figure, in a word, the voice was cold and clear: "I'm coming." ”