"Isn't it?" Seeing that Zhang Qixun's expression was wrong, Jiang Luhu said suspiciously, "Your small body looks like it is caused by long-term malnutrition and overwork. ”

As he spoke, he rolled his eyes, got up neatly and closed the door of the ward, walked back and said in a low voice: "Are you afraid of the other party's retaliation?" Don't be afraid, my sister will help you call the police and testify to you, we must not let the dark forces go unpunished. ”

Zhang Qixun couldn't cry or laugh, and even explained it one by one, which finally made her believe it.

Jiang Lu got up and patted his white coat, smacking his lips with some regret, "Okay, sister still has something to do, let's talk about it another day." ”

"You can live here with peace of mind, just ask the nurse to call me if you have something, I'm out of the chest, Jiang Lu." Before leaving, Jiang Lu didn't forget to tell her, pointed to the nameplate, and Zhang Qixun obediently responded to her before leaving.

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Several days have passed since Zhang Qixun woke up, and the system that has been offline since the start of the sacrifice has finally bubbled.

[System Prompt: The Qinling Divine Tree Quest has been completed, and rewards will be distributed now]

【Reward Successfully Distributed】

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the materialization ability (advanced), additional reward: danger perception ability (beginner, perception range 100 meters)]

Zhang Qixun greeted in his consciousness, [Long time no see, system.] ]

[Long time no see]

[Turn on the self-repair function]

As soon as the system's voice fell, Zhang Qixun felt a warm current gushing out of his heart, flowing into his limbs and bones, and his whole body felt a lot more relaxed.

He tentatively cleared his throat and said two words in a low voice, feeling no discomfort except for a little hoarseness.

[The host's meridians, muscles, and internal organs are damaged to varying degrees, so in order to avoid suspicion, I will repair some for the host regularly every day]

Zhang Qixun picked up the fruit knife on the table, peeled an apple in three or two strokes and took a bite, [So you were already in my mind when I was young, right?] ]

【Yes】

Zhang Qixun thought that he was cheated by the system into such a miserable scene, although it was a last resort, he still held his stomach and sulked.

After clicking and chewing on the apple, I threw it away, and the core stumbled on the edge of the trash can, and finally fell into it.

"Tsk." Zhang Qixun was a little unhappy, he had been lying down for so long, and his skills had really regressed.

[Wu Xiaoxie, when will they go to Genting Heavenly Palace?] ]

Zhang Qixun asked.

[January next year]

Zhang Qixun pinched his fingers and calculated, [There are still two months, and there is still time.] ]

The system was silent for a while and spoke, [Are the hosts sure they want to go to the Genting Heavenly Palace? 】

Zhang Qixun raised his eyebrows, [Huh? ]

[Are you afraid that I won't be able to fight the bronze door?] ]

[Based on the current strength of the host, this is indeed the case]

Zhang Qixun smiled indifferently, [Don't worry, just go and take a look, I won't act rashly without absolute certainty.] ]

[Besides, it's not like you're still there, you're not going to watch me in danger, are you?] ]

The system replied very seriously [what the host said was right]

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Zhang Qixun lay in the hospital for a month, and the system repaired all the dark injuries on his body, and the meat that Zhang Qixun lost finally made up for it.

Doctors finally announced that he could be discharged.

I originally wanted to invite Jiang Lu and the attending doctor to have a meal, but unfortunately Jiang Lu happened to be sent to Beijing City to study and exchange this week.

When the dinner was over, Zhang Qi found an opportunity to give a large envelope and a camera to the nurse sister who had been in charge of him during the hospitalization, and asked her to send the big envelope to Jiang Lu in Beijing, and the camera was given to her as a thank you gift.

The nurse was a little flattered, she didn't expect that she just casually mentioned it in the chat, and Zhang Qixun remembered it, so she repeatedly said that she would send the envelope while expressing her gratitude.

The next day the nurse took turns off, so she went to the post office to send something, and on the third day she went to work, saw the empty ward, and when she asked her colleagues, she realized that the good-looking patient had left yesterday.

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Zhang Qixun did not return to Hangzhou, because he knew that as soon as his first half foot stepped on the ground of Hangzhou, the news of his appearance would immediately reach Pan Zi's ears, and then Xiao Tianzhen would also know.

He can't meet with them for the time being, so he can only choose to use a roundabout way to send the letter left for Xiao Tianzhen, and even the fake identity used by the system for hospitalization is the system.

Even if they wanted to verify, it would take a lot of twists and turns, and by then he should have already explored the route to enter the Genting Heavenly Palace, and maybe he could go in and take a turn in advance.

Sitting on the train to Shenyang, Zhang Qi thought happily, then closed his eyes and pulled down the blindfold.

When I woke up, I was covered in silver outside the window.

I walked out of the train station with a backpack on one shoulder, found a nearby mutton restaurant, and went in and ordered a mutton soup.

The milky white soup is dotted with a hint of green, and the flavor is mellow and rich, and it warms the heart in the cold winter.

I drank the donkey meat biscuits, warmed myself by the stove, carried the packaged biscuits into my backpack, and then opened the thick curtain and went out.

The goose feathers and snow were blowing one after another, and after a while, Zhang Qixun's hair was dyed white.

When the cold air hit, Zhang Qixun sneezed, shook his head to shake off the snow on his hat, buttoned the top button of his cotton coat, and finally put on his hood, put on his backpack and walked in the direction that the owner of the mutton soup shop had just inquired about.

Coming out of Wufangzhai, Zhang Qixun carried several boxes with simple and exquisite packaging, walked to a corner, looked left and right to see that no one paid attention to him, so he put all the baked cakes and zongzi in his backpack into the space, and then walked to the train station on foot.

In the station, the crisp and sweet voice of the radio lady reminds all passengers that the train to Erdaobaihe will enter the station immediately.

Zhang Qixun followed the crowd to the ticket gate, entered the station smoothly, and got on the train to Erdaobaihe.

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