Yang Yi obviously misunderstood, and reassured it: "Shhh, it's not poisonous." This is the medicine of the cure that can save your life. Holding the bottle with one hand, he scratched the back of his head with the other, and said, "Believe me, it's really good, definitely better than any so-and-so white medicine or so-and-so band-aid." The disadvantage is that the taste is not very good, although it looks good, but the real taste is like expired pomegranate juice, and it is still sour and bitter. As for how I conjured it up and where it came from...... Well, it's just a dog, and I explain to him what to do? It's weird, isn't it? I think so too. Don't be afraid, you don't understand anyway, I don't think you care if I'm non-human...... And these strange skills. Come, open your mouth, swallow. ”

Yang Yi's worries were purely superfluous, and the dog looked eagerly at the bottle in Yang Yi's hand, his eyes couldn't be more obvious, and Yang Yi could easily understand it. Wen Xiaoxia's golden retriever was like this, Yang Yi took anything it could eat - sometimes it had to include what it couldn't eat, it depended on its mood, and when it walked in front of it, it would give out this kind of dazzling look.

"You're knowledgeable. Yang Yi took a whole bottle and fed it to it, and then took another bottle and let it hold it to let the liquid flow slowly into its throat, hoping for the same effect as a drip.

This dog is sensible, and his IQ is terrifyingly high, after the first bottle was swallowed by Yang Yi's hand, the second bottle was really swallowed slowly under Yang Yi's instructions.

A bottle of recovery potion went down, and the effect was immediate, and the dog's panting sound became thicker, and the speed of bleeding from the wound slowed down significantly, showing oozing. Yang Yi was relieved and said, "Next, you will see more weird ones, but don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." ”

Zhilu Dao was useless to dogs, but Yang Yi still gave a gentle smile to it as doctors often did to appease patients, and let the sharp nail of his right index finger slowly point out. Then, in the dog's very humane and astonished eyes, it was transformed into a vertical knife-like structure, and the sharpest scalpel in history was successfully formed.

Zhilu said that his claws were corrosive, and it seemed that Li Guang's body reacted very strongly after being caught by himself, and the wound quickly decayed, and the situation was very bad. But Alda has said that this force can be controlled by itself. Yang Yi tried hard to prevent it from emitting the amount of force that added damage, and tried to lightly cut the dog's wound to see the effect.

Sure enough, the blood coming out of the new wound was bright red and not toxic. Yang Yi had the audacity to cut open its wound and dig out the contents inside.

The four broken arrows were really as they thought they were with barbs. The hook tip is a shiny silver metal that looks like silver, but is far harder than silver, and is supposed to be some kind of mixed alloy. The three blood holes also dug out bullets as Yang Yi expected, and the three bullets were all silver after being wiped off the bloodstains, and they looked the same as the arrowheads, as if they were also mixed with bullets made of silver.

Yang Yi became more and more disdainful, he had money and silver to make bullets, but he couldn't get along with a dog, he really ate it, and his eggs hurt!

The first and second wounds are still very handy. The more skilled he became, the sharper the blade of the fingertips was a part of the body, and the use of it was as described in the word, like the arm and the fingers, flexible and free, and the dog was smart enough to know that the road cooperated, no matter how painful it was, the whole operation went very smoothly!

"Whew! it's over!" Yang Yi exhaled and waved a handful of sweat from his forehead. When he went to see the dog again, he struggled and nodded to Yang Yi, quite thanking him.

Yang Yi thought he was dazzled, and when he looked at it again, the other party's eyes were calm and waveless, revealing the joy of a real dog.

"Hey, you're thanking me? No thanks, I'm half a doctor. Yang Yi smiled, took the bottle off its mouth, and replaced it with a full one.

"Come on, big guy, it's time for the real treatment. ”

Ping stretched out his hands, the void was held above the dog's body, and Yang Yi smiled: "This is not a skill that everyone can do. This is one of the skills that Alda taught me, and it's called Primary Healing. ”

Closing his eyes slightly, he recalled the incantation that Arda had taught, and sang softly. In an instant, Yang Yi's clothes suddenly became windless, and although it had existed in the heavens and the earth for a long time, no one could mobilize the power of the force surged from all directions, gathering in Yang Yi's hands. Immediately, a faint white light was projected between the palms of the two hands, enveloping the dog like a mist, flowing, flowing into the dog's body like a fluid with real substance.

The dog was completely stunned, looking at Yang Yi's palm with ghostly eyes, feeling the pure light system force flowing into his body, trying to repair the injured muscle tissue.

Immediately, it closed its eyes in enjoyment, only to feel that its body was getting heavier and heavier, and it was becoming more and more comfortable.

This process didn't last long before Yang Yi's strength was drained, and the amount of light power in the body could not be compared with the amount of dark power in the body during the rage, the degree of strength and strength of one was in the sky, and the other was on the ground, the former was terrifyingly large and destroyed the world, and the latter was too weak. So Yang Yi had to pick up the staff and use it to continue. Even so, only four wounds were healed. It also had three holes in its body, and the wounds on its legs could not be cared for.

Sweating profusely, Yang Yi went to see it again. It was already exhausted, so it slowly closed its eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

"I can't die. Yang Yi was a little satisfied, and frowned at its other wounds.

I took a look at the old robe on my body, which was pure cotton and could be used as a bandage. It was one of the things that Arda had given him, and he had the precious friendship of this kind old man. Although he was a little reluctant in his heart, Yang Yi still cut it into strips with his claws like love and wrapped it around the dog's body.

At this time, Yang Yi saw a strange scene - the dog's wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye after removing the weapon inside!

That's right, it's visible to the naked eye, and you can see that they're changing very slowly. Although this change is ridiculously slow, dozens of times slower than the healing of wounds under treatment, people with a little medical knowledge know what kind of terrible speed it is with the naked eye?

Zhilu said that his recovery potion worked very well, but it was not too good to exaggerate. In this way, I have to say that this dog's body is weird, and its self-healing ability is good enough to be sent directly to a scientific research institute.

In the past, Yang Yi must have been surprised. But the current Yang Yi is not the Yang Yi of the past, is there still less strange things about him? The so-called strange is not strange, I feel a little unexpected, not too surprised, but I like this very strange dog even more. Because it's a bit like himself, out of the normal category, which makes Yang Yi feel like he has found the same kind of thing.

They are not normal guys, of course they feel cordial when they get together, so Yang Yi stroked it and said seriously: "It seems that you are not a normal guy either." I now doubt their real purpose in hurting you. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "But, who cares? It just so happens that I'm a monster too, so we're kind of together." ”

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