Ding Cong didn't care about Di Xiuxiu in the house, so he practiced by himself. Although I didn't figure out what the pale golden liquid was, it was still very effective to repair the injured body with soul power. It didn't take long for the drop of soul power crystals to be consumed, and Ding Cong, who felt that his soul power was getting less and less, was not nervous, originally this was what he did intentionally, just to see what would happen when his soul power was exhausted.

The feeling of emptiness appeared all over the body, the whole body was exhausted, drowsy, and when the last trace of soul power was used, the feeling of a splitting headache filled every nerve. "It seems that this is the phenomenon of lack of soul power, if it continues, it is estimated that the soul will really return to his hometown" Ding Cong muttered in a low voice, not knowing that Di Xiuxiu, who was wiping the fresh-keeping cabinet, was staring at him very nervously.

Di Xiuxiu's hand holding the rag turned white because he was too hard, and he didn't understand how this person who had just learned to practice could be so bold and forcibly drain all his soul power, if it took a little longer, he would probably die.

Ding Cong didn't continue to try again, after all, who knows who hurts. Without the support of soul power, the repair of the body gradually stopped, although the repair of bones did not show results, but the repair effect of muscles was good, and the pain on the body decreased significantly.

Just when Ding Cong was about to sleep and rest, Weichen really led a few nurses into the house. Looking at the exhausted Ding Cong, Weichen guessed what he was just doing. Without saying much, he commanded several nurses to carry Ding Cong to the transfer bed, and then took him around the hospital, and also called it a release and examination. Ding Cong was pushed into one examination room while lying on the bed, and then pushed into the next examination room, and followed Weichen all morning. In the end, Ding Cong really couldn't hold on anymore and fell asleep on the bed.

When I opened my eyes again, I found that my mental state was much better and the pain in my body was much weaker. I sensed the situation of my soul power again, and found that the water droplets had not recovered, only the cyclones around me were running slowly. Ding Cong was a little puzzled, but he immediately understood that the soul power crystallization itself was to absorb the aura of heaven and earth in order to condense it, and of course it was very slow to absorb it subtly by itself, and the soul power used up was used up, and the body would not be automatically generated.

Ding Cong silently entered the state of cultivation and began to absorb the spiritual energy, and found that he quickly restored the soul power crystals to the best state, and then continued to absorb the spiritual energy before slowly condensing and compressing and converting into new spiritual power. At this time, Ding Cong completely understood that this soul power crystal was like a warehouse, which needed to be continuously expanded to accommodate more soul power. Reiki is still aura, and the soul is still a soul, but the two are reconstructed through compression, forming soul power. And controlling the soul power to reach the designated position is like building a highway, the control and accuracy are all responsible for the soul, and the energy that is transmitted after the road is repaired is the aura. If you want to build a highway, you need to have energy to break through the mountain, so you can't do it with the soul alone, you must have energy. When the highway is built, even if the energy is exhausted, the road will still be there. In the same way, even if the energy in the warehouse of the soul power crystal is exhausted, the warehouse is still there, so you only need to absorb the spiritual energy to replenish it directly. Continuing to practice is nothing more than building a bigger storehouse and building a wider and smoother highway. As for what will happen in the future, then we will think about it at that time.

After thinking about this, Ding Cong remembered to see where he was, and he wouldn't still be lying on the transfer bed and patronizing the various examination rooms, right?

Weichen was quite conscientious, and when he saw that Ding Cong was asleep, he didn't bother him again, so he directly asked the nurse to push the bed back to the ward. When he arrived at the ward, he didn't let the nurse carry him back to the bed, so he put the transfer bed and the fresh-keeping cabinet side by side. So when Ding Cong wanted to look around, he naturally saw the fresh-keeping cabinet. Since the transfer bed is higher than the normal hospital bed, the transparent glass lid of the fresh-keeping cabinet is particularly clear. Then Ding Cong saw the first lizard that was kept in the fresh-keeping cabinet since he was born, and it is estimated that he will not see the second one in the future.

Seeing Ding Cong staring at the gluttony in the crisper with a very strange gaze, Weichen laughed for a while, and then told him that this was the gluttony who was trapped in the Tianxin Jedi. Ding Cong still couldn't imagine that the place that was so empty at that time was now actually placed in the fresh-keeping cabinet. And gluttony, a name that can only be seen in textbooks, actually looks like this.

Thinking about taking a closer look at the gluttonous appearance, Ding Cong naturally sat up, leaned his head over the bedside fence with his left hand.

"What do you say you look like?" Weichen saw Ding Cong in this posture and asked something inconsequential in surprise, but he didn't remind him of his current state. But in his heart, he secretly wondered, the master and brother all decided that he would lie down for two or three more days, but looking at the current situation, it is estimated that he will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, right?

"Well, it's kind of like a lizard, but it doesn't have a tail. Why is this gluttony different from the gluttony on the cultural relics ornamentation?" said Ding Cong habitually raised his right hand to rub his chin, and when his hand touched his chin, the pain of convulsions also spread throughout his body. Ding Cong almost wailed, his forehead was obviously bruised, his face was red, and then he became miserable and white, and sweat soaked the back of his clothes.

Of course, Weichen will not be stingy with words at this time, and he exaggerated Ding Cong's recovery ability, and praised his learning ability, it is remarkable that he can learn to repair injuries through soul power in such a short period of time. Of course, in the end, I will not forget to praise my own education......

Ding Cong couldn't say a word of hatred, and he didn't reply slowly until about a quarter of an hour. Although he didn't say anything after staring at Weichen, Weichen stood up very consciously and disappeared outside the door in an instant.

Before going out, he shouted to Ding Cong, "Everyone in the hospital has seen it all!" and then the voice disappeared into the corridor.

Ding Cong was stunned, and then remembered that it was normal to see so many people today, and it seemed that he would not see those disgusting phenomena again. At this time, there were only Ding Cong and the fresh-keeping cabinet left in the room, and I wanted to see the gluttony again, but I felt that it would affect the pain, so I simply started the slow body repair journey.

"Senior brother, how long do you think he will be discharged from the hospital?" Weichen followed Schenk slowly through the crowded hall, and from time to time he would meet all kinds of people who consulted. Schenck was wearing a white lab coat and smiling, and he walked down the hall like the head of a department. In addition, when someone asks for advice, they will answer carefully, or they will be accompanied by a nurse who will guide them. Weichen looked helplessly at the senior brother who didn't answer him, and really didn't understand how the silent and cold senior brother pretended to be a character with a completely opposite style.

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"Director Zhao, why do you have to get off work so early today?"

"Oh, Brother Jie, isn't this the situation of Ding Cong asked above, I want to go to the hospital again, I didn't figure out some things yesterday, and this self-inspection report can't be written, right?" Seeing Ren Jie walking over from the office, Director Zhao unconsciously explained two more sentences.

"Hehe, Director Zhao, when will this kind of thing be returned to the mission report?" Ren Jie looked at Director Zhao with a smile and asked casually.

When Director Zhao was embarrassed, two people came from the hall and greeted the two directors respectively, "Director Zhao, Brother Jie, there is no one inside, can we turn off the equipment?"

"Oh, Dongdong, Dali, what's wrong with today, you have to turn off the equipment so early?" Director Zhao glanced at Chen Dong and Niu Dali strangely.

"It's nothing, isn't it three or four days that Ding Cong has been hospitalized, it just so happens that there are few people today, and no one will come again at this point, I want to go to the hospital to say hello." Chen Dong replied with a smile.

"Since this is the case, let's go together, just to rub Director Zhao's car. Ren Jie didn't wait for Director Zhao to say anything, so he directly took over the conversation.

"Okay, I haven't sat in Director Zhao's new car yet, so I just feel what a luxury car is today. Niu Dali has been greedy for Director Zhao's new car for a long time, and the people in the museum have basically tried to drive it, and they are full of praise. Only Niu Dali has never sat down, let alone tried. This is mainly due to Niu Dali's driver's license for two years in a row, and finally the driving school is yellow, but the certificate still has not been tested. I have no choice but to covet these people who drive every day, and of course I can't miss the opportunity today.

"What a luxury car, it's just a second-hand Mercedes-Benz. Since they are all gone, let's go. Director Zhao had no choice but to generously let a few people follow him to the parking lot, and he had a discussion with Ren Jie in his heart, but he didn't dare to show any expression on his face.

Ren Jie looked at Director Zhao and sneered, and didn't say anything else, just walked forward, chatting with Chen Dong from time to time about the recent new models.

It didn't take long for the four of them to come to the door of Ding Cong's ward, I don't know if they were too sensitive, Ren Jie found that the three of them paused the moment they entered the ward, and then walked in as if nothing happened. On the way here, a few people had already bought things such as milk and fruits, and Chen Dong opened his mouth first when he entered the house.

Because Ding Cong, Chen Dong, and Niu Dali are close in age, they are all in their twenties, and they often play together, so it didn't take long for the atmosphere to come. And Ren Jie usually treats them well, and they also chatted with them. Only Director Zhao was the most uncomfortable, he couldn't interject in the chat, he looked embarrassed when he sat and watched, and he got up and went back for fear of missing something, and in the end he could only suffer from boredom.

After chatting for almost an hour, Chen Dong and Niu Dali finally saw the fresh-keeping cabinet that was not in harmony with the house, and they were about to look at it when they were curious. Although Ding Cong was a little anxious, he knew that he couldn't stop it, so he shouted twice. Just when Chen and Niu got out of the way to look at the fresh-keeping cabinet, Director Zhao finally seized the gap, quickly sat on the edge of the bed and asked directly, "Xiaoding, tell me how I fell, I went back to write a report, but I didn't have time to explain it clearly yesterday." ”

When he saw Director Zhao get up and come over, Ding Cong knew that he would definitely stare at how he fell and injured himself. But why? Is it important? Ding Cong never figured it out.