Cross the collapsing iron and rebuild Yaliluo

Under Natasha's treatment, Xia Zhihui's eyes finally returned to normal.

Susan also temporarily put down her work and sent a few bottles of eye drops.

Although she had been laughing at Xia Zhihui before, she was actually a friend who grew up in the same orphanage. She was a sharp-tongued friend and had a soft heart. Seeing that he had almost recovered, she started to help pack the medicine.

"By the way, those who were dodged are all Destiny Walkers, right?"

"Ordinary people don't use this kind of treatment."

Xia Zhihui nodded.

"Well, they are all destiny walkers, but some of them are not as physically strong as me."

Natasha smiled.

"That doesn't matter. As long as you are a destiny walker, your physical fitness is much better than that of ordinary people."

Several bottles of eye drops had been placed on Natasha's desk by Susan, and Xia Zhihui put them into the system space with a wave of his hand.

"Then I'll go first."

"Well, be careful and don't get hurt again."

"Bye, forget it this time, remember to bring me a souvenir next time hahaha."

Susan was smiling proudly next to her, but Natasha was as calm as ever.

Anyway, he could come back at any time, and she wasn't as reluctant to leave him as before.

Keter Star, second floor of Alien Company.

Kimura Haru's face was distorted, his eyes were red, and he was crying. He could hold his eyes open and laugh at them before, but now he closed them.

Xing huddled in the corner, covering his eyes and curling up into a ball.

Dan Heng and Ji Zi did not change much. Dan Heng still sat cross-legged on the ground, while Ji Zi sat on the chair next to him.

March 7 was still rolling around on the ground. She was the most curious just now. She was the closest and was dodged even more miserably.

The straight knife had been pulled out two finger widths at this moment. On the road, the blade only reflected the brilliance of the metal without any strong light. It looked plain and simple on the low table.

Xia Zhihui shook his head, squatted in front of March Qi rolling around, looked at the right moment, and slapped him down.

Snapped!

He slapped Yue Qi's white jade-like forehead due to the flying bangs, leaving a red mark.

March 7 shouted as if he was electrocuted.

"Who? Who attacked me!"

"Don't move, I'll heal you."

"Are you okay? Then help me, I feel like I'm going to go blind!"

"Well, don't move and be quiet."

Kimura Zhiyu forced himself to open his eyes and stared at Xia Zhihui, who was holding March 7's head.

Looking at Xia Zhihui, who had fully recovered, he asked with red eyes, almost in disbelief

"You didn't get hit?"

Xia Zhihui had already taken out the eye drops and shook them in the air.

"I was infected, but I went straight home to see a doctor."

"What doctor can treat me so quickly?"

"A physician with a prosperous future."

Kimura Haru took a breath of cold air.

Originally he wanted to see everyone laugh at him, but now he didn't recover as fast as Xia Zhihui, and he became a joke instead.

But he was thick-skinned and didn't care about this, he just said.

"Are those eye drops?"

"Ah."

"Then give me a few drops later, and I'll give you this knife."

It's not that he offered this knife as a reward for a few drops of eye drops, but that his wrong information kept everyone busy for a while and gained nothing, and that he wanted to apologize for the prank just now.

The long knife he carries is a weapon that has been with him for many years, and he has long been used with ease.

And he didn't feel bad about giving away this unexpected rare thing.

Xia Zhihui was quite happy about it. A few drops of eye drops were exchanged for a rare item in the form of a knife, which was a huge profit.

Only March Qi, who was lying on the ground without struggling, was not satisfied.

"How long will you continue to talk?"

"Xia Zhihui, let me cry for you!"

She said she was crying to show you, but in fact she could only shed tears uncontrollably at the moment.

But this reminded Xia Zhihui that he still had a guy waiting for treatment.

Holding the eye drops with your left hand, press the side of your palm on March Qi's snow-white forehead.

His right hand pressed on her tender face, and he used his thumb and index finger to forcefully open her eyelids, revealing blue eyes that shone like jewels.

After a few drops of eye drops, March Qi felt much better, and the stinging pain in her eyes was replaced by a sense of coolness.

After Xia Zhihui put eye drops on the other eye, he patted her forehead and said.

"Okay, be quiet. Close your eyes and rest for now. I'll show it to others."

March 7, who had received priority treatment, felt much more comfortable. She closed her eyes and nodded obediently, looking like a quiet and beautiful girl.

Xing had already heard Xia Zhihui's words and groped over from the self-enclosed corner.

Xia Zhihui held her head down as usual and brushed away her long gray bangs.

"Can you open your eyes?"

"Can't open it."

"Then I'll take action."

"Ah."

When removing the crumbs, she basically cherishes words like gold.

Compared to March 7, she is more like a quiet and beautiful girl, but she is almost as tall as Himeko.

On weekdays, March 7 stood beside Xing, holding her arm, but she still felt a bit like a little bird.

Xia Zhihui followed suit and replicated the technique he had just given to March 7 with eye drops.

Star's golden eyes reminded him of a reassuring old man.

To be fair, that world is also on the Tree of Imaginary Numbers, but I don’t know when I can see it.

After Xing closed his eyes and rested, Xia Zhihui looked at the remaining three people and asked.

"Which one of you goes first?"

Among the three, Kimura Haru is ranked last. After all, his eyes are closed, which is not as serious as the other two.

And this was a temporary prank on his part, so naturally he helped him in the end.

Kimura Jiuyu also understood this and said nothing.

Dan Heng nodded slightly.

"Please help Sister Jizi first. After all, I am a member of the Vigilant Clan, and my body is still a bit stronger than ordinary people."

This is not modesty, after all, the Vidyadharas are immortal dragon descendants.

Ji Zi was not polite and said nothing, but nodded for Xia Zhihui to see.

Xia Zhihui walked over in a few steps.

"Sister Jizi, look up."

"OK, wait."

Jizi raised her hand and took off the golden jewelry from her hair.

The originally elegantly styled hairstyle turned into a flaming red lava waterfall as she stroked and pulled it with her hands.

She held the golden flower hair ornament in her hand and handed it to Xia Zhihui. Then she tied up her long red hair, rolled it into a ball, and placed it on the back of her head, leaning back on the chair comfortably.

The white and small ears and the delicate neck are all exposed.

Xia Zhihui nodded with great approval.

Elegant, so elegant.

Before Xia Zhihui could take action, Ji Zi forcibly opened one of her eyes.

"Hurry, I can't hold on long."

Tears flowed down the corners of her eyes, and Xia Zhihui quickly dropped eye drops into her dark golden eyes.

After her eyes were filled with tears, Jizi took out a handkerchief from somewhere and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, then raised her head and sat quietly.

A long fiery red hair fell straight down by gravity, blocking the left and right sides of her face, adding a lot of intellectual elegance.