Ninth In the World

Can you solve the poisoned patients in Tianhuang District? Fu Puleng suppressed his inner excitement and asked in a low voice.

Di Jiu had already begun to collect the golden needles, nodded and said, Yes, but the treatment is not complete yet. I still need to process these medicinal materials, and then take another dose of medicine.

Okay, what do you need my help with? By the way, I haven't asked you how to call you yet? My name is Fu Puleng. In a short period of time, Fu Puleng's thoughts had already gone through dozens of thoughts.

My name is Di Jiu. I need a separate small room to process these medicinal materials. Di Jiu said lightly.

Except for Di Baiyi, he rarely communicates with others, but he seems to be able to read many people's thoughts. He knew very well what Fu Puleng meant in front of him, he wanted to take credit.

Di Jiu didn't care about this. What he cared about was whether he could come into contact with some warriors from Tianhuang District alone, and it would be best if he could learn how to cultivate inner energy.

No problem, no problem... Fu Puleng said no problem several times in succession, and then he carefully pointed to the small room next to him and said, Is that room okay? If you need any equipment, I will have someone come and get it right away. .”

Di Jiu nodded, The room is fine, nothing else is needed. I'll go in and deal with the medicinal materials first.

Fu Puleng's words made Di Jiu very confused. He thought that Fu Puleng would follow him into the small room and then shamelessly ask him how to handle the medicinal materials. What he didn't expect was that Fu Puleng didn't follow him into the small room, which made him a little strange.

But even if Fu Puleng wanted to follow him in, he would not allow someone like Fu Puleng to watch him handle the medicinal materials.

Many of the medicinal materials he asked for were useless, and some were medicinal materials he had brought in his own bag. As for the equipment for processing medicinal materials, he only had a simple alcohol stove and a mini stone mortar in his bag.

Seeing Di Jiu enter the small room to handle the medicinal materials, Fu Puleng immediately put on the patient's coat quickly, and then covered the patient's face with a piece of gauze. After doing this, he closed the patient's shield again, then quickly rushed out of the room, and then rushed to the monitoring room even faster.

He knew the person in charge of the monitoring room in this building, and he believed he could handle it.

Hey, isn't this Dr. Fu? Why do you have time to come here? The person in charge of the monitoring room is a young man with long hair, who also talks in a casual manner.

Fu Puleng said angrily, Humph, stop talking. Those bastards drugged me and asked me to cure the poisoned warriors in the Tianhuang District. I won't go there today. Let's see what they can do to me?

The long-haired young man laughed, reached out and patted Fu Puleng on the shoulder, and then smiled, Of course it's no problem. You can stay with me for a few days. It'll be fine. Just help me take a look. I'll go out for a while. I'll be back soon. By the way, do you want me to bring you some lunch?

Someone helps watch the monitoring room. For the long-haired young man, that is the most beautiful thing. He can go to the nurse's building at the back to chat with his little lover. But the monitoring room cannot be without people. Now that Fu Puleng came to help him look at the monitoring room, he was like a lame man who crooked his legs during New Year greetings.

No need, go ahead. Fu Puleng waved his hand, but his heart was filled with ecstasy. He knew this guy's character and planned to use some excuse to let this long-haired young man leave. He didn't expect that the other party was so knowledgeable.

Okay, be sure to call me when you leave, or if my call comes, call me back immediately. I'll be in the building behind. Changfa smiled and warned Fu Puleng. .

Don't worry, I'll sleep here for a while. I won't miss your call. Fu Puleng waved his hand again impatiently.

The long-haired young man hummed a tune proudly and left. Fu Puleng and other long-haired young men came to the monitoring host as soon as they left, and then quickly entered d-11 on it, which was the ward number he just went to. After rewinding the time for thirty minutes and playing it, Fu Puleng could clearly see the picture on the display screen.

His mouth opened like a big pot, because at this moment he was stunned by Di Jiu's technique. Di Jiu's needle dropped like raindrops, dazzling his eyes. He suspected that even slow playback might not show it clearly because Di Jiu's speed was really too fast.

In just ten minutes, Di Jiu stopped injecting the needle and quickly took out a knife and cut the patient's finger. He saw what happened next.

Hiss... Fu Puleng gasped, this method, this medical skill, is simply a kind of beauty...

It seemed that he couldn't leave Di Jiu completely. He had to take Di Jiu with him and let Di Jiu do things for him. According to his original plan, he would first learn Di Jiu's method of administering acupuncture, and then learn Di Jiu's method of making medicine. Anyway, he already knew the prescription.

Now he was sure that he would not be able to learn the method of giving needles for the time being. Since he couldn't learn it in a short time, he could only let Di Jiu do it for him.

Di Jiu came here to apply for a job. With his qualifications, it was too difficult to find an assistant. If he could take the credit for detoxifying a poisoned patient in Tianhuang District, then he would be qualified to have an assistant. When the time comes, he will name Di Jiu as his assistant.

The more Fu Puleng thought about it, the more excited he became. He seemed to see the praises and flowers coming towards him, as well as his rising status. He even saw many people who were originally aloof and aloof. At this time, they all bowed their heads and stood in front of him to respectfully ask for advice. .

It wasn't until Fu Puleng almost burst out laughing that he stopped continuing his obscenity.

He must take the credit perfectly for this matter. If he wants to take the credit perfectly, he must change the monitoring content.

Fu Puleng walked to the disk server, pulled out the disk in the d-11 slot and peeled off the label, then took out a blank disk on one side, and then affixed the torn off d-11 label to the new blank space. disk, then insert the blank disk into the d-11 slot of the disk server.

After everything was done, Fu Puleng made a phone call to the long-haired young man who had just left. He said with a helpless tone, Come back quickly. I have to leave here to treat patients...

After saying that, Fu Puleng ignored the long-haired young man's complaints and dissatisfaction. He hung up the phone without hesitation and left the monitoring room, then returned to room D-11 with a serious face and quick steps.

When he arrived at the door, he smiled at the security guard guarding the door and said, I forgot to take the gold needle just now, so I went back and took it again.

The security guard also gave Fu Puleng an awkward smile and continued to stand at the door and perform his duties. But he was thinking in his heart, did you forget to take the golden needle out of my business?

When Fu Puleng returned to the room, Di Jiu had not come out yet. Fu Puleng breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that his plan was basically completed.

He walked to the patient's shield seriously, brushed the sensing area outside the shield, and opened the shield.

He was not good at treating illnesses, but he did this kind of pretense even more perfectly than what Di Jiu did just now. Fu Puleng did every step he took in an orderly manner. Finally, he took out a golden needle and pricked the patient an unknown number of times. He didn't give up until the patient was pricked too many times.

This show lasted for almost half an hour. Just when Fu Puleng was thinking about when Di Jiu would come out, Di Jiu came out.

When he saw Di Jiu coming out, Fu Puleng, whose expression became very serious, took off his gloves, reached out and took off the gauze, pointed at the patient and made some gestures with his hands.

Then he pointed at the bottle in Di Jiu's hand, nodded happily, and then pointed at the patient, with an expression that seemed to say, I'll leave this to you.

Di Jiu was not interested in Pu Leng's strange performance at all. He poured half of the medicine in the bottle into the patient's mouth, put away the bottle and turned around to leave.

If he hadn't thought that he was still the attending physician, Fu Puleng would have almost blurted out, 'Is this good? ’ Come on.

(That’s it for today’s update, good night, friends!)