Food Hunter

Old white.

Jin and the others, including the technician Ikushobe, habitually call him Lao Bai.

However, Lao Bai didn't look old, he was probably only about 30 years old, but his actual age was higher and his appearance was very old-fashioned.

He was wearing a yellow hat on his head and a drape made of palm skin, but he was wearing short-sleeved shorts and straw sandals under his feet.

He had a vermilion pipe in his mouth, a simple fishing rod made of bamboo on his shoulders, and a fish basket at his waist. He followed Jin's body, but was half a head short.

From the moment he entered the hospital, Lao Bai's clothes seemed out of place.

The two went to the corridor outside the intensive care unit one after another, and Luo had been waiting for them here.

Before coming, Jin notified Luo in advance, but Luo did not tell others about it.

However, I'm afraid it won't be long before those people will come over by themselves.

"Hello there."

Luo looked at Lao Bai. This was the first time he saw Lao Bai.

"You're Luo? Do you smoke? One?"

Lao Bai leaned in a few steps and took out a pack of shriveled cigarettes from his pocket, looking very enthusiastic.

"Thank you, I have."

Luo lightly inherited Lao Bai's enthusiasm, and immediately took out a homemade cigarette from the black cat space.

Lao Bai's gaze shifted down immediately, he fixed the smoke in Luo's fingers, his nose twitched slightly, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Lost grass, Suoliuxiang, Three Ding Stone Tips, Horseshoe Flowers... Is this a combination?"

Staring closely at the cigarette Luo took out, Lao Bai muttered to himself the materials used to make the cigarette, and thought in his head what kind of effect such a combination could have.

Seeing Lao Bai uttering the material of the smoke based on the smell, Luo raised his eyelids. In a sense, this is more powerful than the identification system of the white smoke font.

Jin leaned over, stretched out his hand to **** the cigarette from Luo, and then stuck it straight into the mouth of Lao Bai's big red pipe, like a fragrance.

"Do the business first."

Putting the cigarette in, Jin walked towards the entrance of the ward.

Old Bai came back to his senses, but his first action was to light the cigarette, and then took a deep breath, squinting as if he was tasting some kind of food.

"It turned out to be this effect, you did it yourself?"

Lao Bai followed Jin while looking at Luo.

"Well, I did some in my spare time." Luo nodded, and then pointed to the smoking prohibition sign on the wall.

Lao Bai glanced at the warning sign, ignored it, and said with interest: "Brother is amazing. If this cigarette is sold on the market, I am afraid that countless enemies will come to your house with a kitchen knife."

When you sniff the material, you know that the cigarette is harmless, and after you smoke it, you know the specific efficacy of the cigarette.

Since it is harmless, there is no need to care about the warning signs that prohibit smoking.

"How do you tell?" Luo pretended not to understand.

Lao Bai blinked and said earnestly: "This cigarette can refresh your drug addiction. If it is thrown on the market, it will cut off the wealth of countless people."

"That's it." Luo suddenly realized.

When Lao Bai saw this, he couldn't see Luo Zai pretending to be stupid. He looked at Luo's empty left arm and said, "Give me a few packs of cigarettes. I will treat your arm."

"Okay."

Luo responded straightforwardly.

Lao Bai smiled and said no more.

As wise as him, how could he have thought that Luo didn't think he could heal his arm at all.

A group of three came to the door of the ward, and the female doctor from the Vatican Medical University was standing "fully armed" by the door.

The mask that covered her nose and mouth couldn't hide the scars on the corners of her eyebrows. At this moment, looking at the Jin three people, their brows were deeply furrowed.

Her name is Cun Yin, and she has a long-term cooperative relationship with the Association. She is also the leader of the medical team of the Chimeric Ant operation.

"No disinfection, no change of clothes, and smoking, give me a reason to let you in."

Cun Yin looked at Lao Bai coldly, showing a different kind of murderous aura.

"This smoke is harmless, can't you smell it?" Old Bai looked surprised.

Cun Yin raised her eyebrows, with obvious anger, apparently annoyed by Lao Bai's lightly picking appearance, and she couldn't accept the thought that the next treatment would be handed over to such a person.

Luo and Jin watched the collision of the aura circling out of thin air in the field, and chose to remain silent very wisely.

Lao Bai ignored Cun Yin's anger, walked over with a grin, and said, "Rang Ran."

Cun Yin was silent for a while, and said in a deep voice, "Can you afford the consequences?"

"Then you have to ask the last two."

Lao Bai raised his thumb and poked behind him.

Luo and Jin walked over at the right time and looked at Cun Yin.

"Please cooperate." Luo said politely.

He didn't need to explain, nor did he need to give Cun Yin a reason, because Cun Yin knew what to do.

These things were handed over well before the treatment.

The reason why Cun Yin couldn't help but uttered, was the old white smoking.

But in fact, that cigarette is indeed harmless, whether it is the person involved or someone else.

After being silent for a while, Cun Yin still compromised and stepped aside.

"Excuse me, I will heal the president in a while."

Lao Bai left a big word before entering the ward.

But compared to smoking and disinfection, this sentence is not worthy of Cun Yin's anger. On the contrary, if Lao Bai can heal Nitro, Cun Yin wants to see it.

A group of three people entered the ward, came to the edge of the bed, and looked at Nitro, who was like a mummy up close.

If it were not for the fluctuations in the data on the instrument that Nitro was still alive, it would really make people suspect that Nitro was dead.

"Sure?" Luo asked.

Seeing such a miserable Nitro, Lao Bai silently took off the vermilion pipe and said bitterly: "I knew it was so serious, so I stopped talking big."

Luo and Jin were speechless when they heard Lao Bai's words.

Lao Bai sighed, and put the fishing rod and pipe on the ground, but it was also utterly thoughtful.

[The Fool's Means]

The power of thought surged into a ball, and a grindstone and an iron pestle appeared.

"This time it's the grindstone and iron pestle." Lao Bai held the grindstone and iron pestle in his hand.

"Incarnation type?" Luo was slightly stunned, thinking it would be an enhanced type.

"I'm going to start, go out and wait outside."

Lao Bai didn't explain, he took the grindstone and the iron pestle and sat cross-legged on the ground, focusing on Nitro on the bed.

Luo Wenyan looked at Jin, who nodded.

As a result, the two walked out of the ward and immediately followed Cun Yin to outside the glass window.

Cun Yin stared at the tool that suddenly appeared, her eyes dull, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Lao Bai's ability is called the Fool's Means~www.NovelMTL.com~ Jin uses Nian Li as a medium, and then attaches his voice to it and sends it directly into Luo's ears.

When Luo received the voice, he glanced at Cun Yin, and when he saw that the other party had no response, he sent the voice to Jin's ear in the same way: "Just listen to the name, it feels very good."

After finishing speaking, Luo looked at Lao Bai who had been ground up with an iron pestle in the ward.

"Yes, that ability is similar to a wish. Judging from the tools that have been realized this time, it should be to grind the iron pestle into a needle to achieve the treatment conditions." Jin said.

That's why it is called [The Fool's Means].

Luo thought of the card on the island of greed, and couldn't help but curiously asked, "What is the connection between the breath of that archangel and Lao Bai's ability?"

"This starts with Lao Bai's luck."

Jin said meaningfully.

In the ward, Lao Bai, who was grinding the pestle, shuddered suddenly.