Pure Love General Administration Scum Transformation Center

Far away, far away, far away, the dust is not exhausted, and the smoke of gunpowder is not extinguished.

There was a lot of mourning, and wounded patients were sent to the medical center, praying that this life could be saved, that I could still be a soldier and continue to step on the battlefield.

The air is filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant, which stimulates people's nerves bit by bit.

The young medical officer wiped the sweat from his forehead, and straightened his body with some difficulty. Because he had consumed a lot of energy in a short period of time, he looked extremely tired. His face was cold and white after being soaked in water, and there was almost no trace of blood.

He didn't close his eyes all day and night, and his overworked body kept screaming, but there were still injuries waiting, and he couldn't fall down.

The people around looked at him in fear, and some worried eyes were cast on the injured person on the hospital bed. The man looked quite miserable, his body was covered with dirty blood, a big hole was opened in his stomach, and his intestines flowed horizontally.

The medical officer didn't speak, but stretched out his hand behind him, and immediately someone put the spar into his palm.He put his five fingers together and made a fist. In a short period of time, the luster in that spar quickly dimmed, from expensive to worthless, and finally turned into gray powder.

And he seemed to have gotten used to it, flicked his fingers, wiped off the crystal ash on his hands, returned to the wounded body again, and put his hands on the shattered wound.

Everyone watched this with bated breath, even though it had been staged countless times in the past, in this day and night, every time they saw it, they could only marvel.

It seemed to be a miracle of the Creator. At the wounded belly, the flesh and blood squirmed like sprouting branches, and the cells continued to divide and regenerate, growing and repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Finally the torn wound healed, except that the color looked very fresh and light, and it was not even possible to see that a big hole had been broken before.

The medical officer was not responsible for the next thing. He took a step back to give space to other medical staff, but because of excessive consumption and weakness in his hands and feet, his body staggered backward and almost fell to the ground.

Immediately, someone supported him, looked at the medical officer's pale cheeks, touched his cold hands, and said worriedly: "Medical Officer Lu, are you okay?"

Day and night, I can't count how many seriously injured patients have been treated, and they have been transferred from one ward to another without a moment's rest.

The medical officer thanked him, withdrew his hand, and insisted on standing up, but anyone who was weak could hear his tone: "Is there any more?"

In fact, there should be no need for him to take action anymore. At the beginning, he was dealing with seriously injured patients, and the situation became lighter as time went on. The soldier with a broken belly just now was actually sent later.

But someone ran over in a hurry, whispered a few words, and immediately someone walked up to him: "Medical Officer Lu, a wounded person has been sent from the court, if you want, you can go and have a look."

The medical officer didn't answer, but his steps were in that direction. He took two quick steps, then suddenly shook, almost staggering and falling to the ground.

This was the second time in a short period of time, and the messenger quickly supported him.

"Isn't there still a medical officer over there? Do you have to go to the medical officer Lu?"

It was the person from before who spoke, wanting to persuade him, with a worried face.

In fact, the court has nothing to do with them. Even if they ask for help, it can be perfunctory, not to mention that the director of the medical center is there, so there is no need to go there.

But in fact, they knew very well that if the medical officer could be dealt with, they would not come back to look for the medical officer Lu.

"Inquisition?"

"Yes, it was just sent. It is said that it was on a top-secret mission and was seriously injured."

The people who were sent, whether they were ordinary people or supernatural beings, were they seriously injured?

The person next to the medical officer was hesitant to speak. He knew how long the medical officer had persisted. In the past time, he had absorbed spar for the seventh time. Such high-intensity labor was enough to cause most supernatural beings to collapse , What he needs right now is a thorough sleep and a good rest.

But that word seemed to touch the nerve of the medical officer, he nodded and followed the messenger.

The condition of the wounded patient in the ward is very bad. It should be a person with supernatural powers. He is covered in cuts and bruises and covered in blood. The cut in his abdomen is even more shocking than the previous one. It is almost broken in two. He can live until now It's a complete miracle.

But these are not the worst. What is fatal is that not only the energy riot inside his body, but also the consciousness in the depths of his mind seems to be polluted by black flakes. The whole person seems to be shrouded in a cloud of black mist. There is a risk of loss of life.

Hearing footsteps, seeing him coming, the original medical officer seemed to see a savior, and said repeatedly: "Xiao Lu, come and have a look!"

The supernatural person was injured very badly. It is said that he escaped from the mouth of a strange beast and was almost bitten in two. It stands to reason that he should have died long ago, but he relied on a steady stream of energy crystals and precious potions. He even hangs it in one breath until now.

The medical officer quickly explained to him that he was supposed to send this supernatural being to the Central City, but his current state is completely unbearable. The nearest base is here, so he can only be sent here. Live horse doctor.

The supernatural being in a coma couldn't stop twitching. Someone wiped off the blood on his face with a hot towel, revealing his struggling cheeks.

The young medical officer stood where he was, his gaze swept from the face of the supernatural being to the terrible wound, as if hesitating.

Immediately, the supernatural being waiting next to him became anxious: "Medical officer Lu, to be honest, my young master has a high status. If you can save his life, if you have any requirements in the future, you can immediately transfer him from this remote base to the central city." Can!"

There were hurried footsteps in the corridor, accompanied by a shout: "Shut up!"

The man turned his head angrily, and the moment he saw the person coming, his face turned blue and red, and he immediately closed his mouth.

The director of the medical center tensed his face, and even looked at this brash supernatural person coldly, but what was even more frightening was the eyes of the person beside him, as if tinged with thick ink, as dark as a rainstorm.

This is the person who rescued them from the mouth of the strange beast, who came from the mysterious court, and was so frightened that the people who had made various promises before dared not say a word.

In the silence, the medical officer suddenly coughed violently, almost coughing up his heart and lungs, and immediately made the people around him tremble.

Who in the medical center didn't know that the young medical officer Lu had supernatural powers, but his health was not good at all.

The cough gradually subsided, and the medical officer smiled and stretched out his hand. The voice was still weak: "The people's army doesn't take every needle and thread from the masses, little comrade."

The water-blue spar was annihilated into powder in the air, and the young medical officer turned around, revealing an ice-white cheek.He looked extremely tired, but his brows and eyes were gentle, his smile was warm, and he was indescribably calming.

The person who came was startled, and lost his voice: "Zhibei?"

He family.

The invitation was sent out early and announced to most of the central city, but it was suddenly canceled on the day of the banquet, which shocked everyone's eyes.

Countless speculations and rumors spread throughout the city overnight.The Patriarch of the He family retrieved his biological son from the outside back then. Many people knew that the speculations accompanying his biological son and nephew never stopped. One must know that He Zhilang was initially raised as an heir, and later He Zhilang was raised as an heir. Qin found another child back.These two people are naturally regarded as deadly enemies who cannot mediate the conflict.

At this juncture, what does it mean to cancel that child's coming-of-age ceremony abruptly?

What did he do to anger He Qin, so that his status could not be guaranteed?

Among countless speculations, the figure in the middle of the storm was very calm.

"I thought you didn't know you were back?"

I stayed in that place for a whole day and didn't come back until after my birthday, so I didn't care about the banquet.This was like the movement of a small animal waving its claws, which instantly angered He Qin.

He looked at the grown-up boy in front of him, and said in a cold tone, "Since you are so disobedient, let's talk about it."

Lu Zhinan didn't open his mouth, he was like a saw-mouthed gourd, all his words were stuffed in his stomach.

The lights are bright, the surroundings are resplendent, and at the end of the line of sight is the overwhelming wealth and astonishing wealth, which is enough to make countless people in the world yearn for.

However, in his heart, it was still not as good as that dilapidated house, and the bed would creak and rattle if he moved too much.

And the warmest chest of my brother.

Lu Zhinan went upstairs, took out the only thing he brought back, and put it on the bedside.

Xiao Lu's dark eyes were a little dim, but he still looked at him warmly.

Lu Zhinan gently hugged the deer piggy bank beside the bed. Over the past fourteen years, the color on the deer has oxidized and faded. With a gentle scrape with his fingers, the rustling powder can be scraped off.

He stared blankly at the light orange powder between his nails, condensed it into a light blade with supernatural powers, thinned the powder, spread it out, and carefully stuck it on the deer's body.

But after all, it couldn't attach and fell from the air.

Gently turned it upside down, opened the rubber chassis under the deer, and pulled out the banknotes inside with your fingers.

Among the scattered broken banknotes, there were three neatly bound by small rubber bands. The moment they caught his eyes, his breathing couldn't help but tighten.

"Happy tenth birthday, Zhinan."

"Happy 11th birthday, Zhinan."

"Happy 12th birthday to Zhinan, he has graduated and is about to grow up."

It was an all-too-familiar handwriting, just like the one he found in the deer piggy bank nine years ago.

He carefully unfolded the three fragile notes and placed them neatly on the head of the bed. Along with the neat handwriting, the memory floated back to his childhood. Before he realized it, his eyes were already filled with tears.

On that stormy night, his elder brother suddenly withdrew from his life, and since then, he has disappeared into a place he can no longer touch.

The noise of "Tu Tu Tu Tu" broke the tranquility of this side. Someone knocked on the concierge, and his tone was full of worry: "Brother, listen to my brother's persuasion, there is no need to hurt the peace for outsiders."

Memories of the past were disturbed like fleeting light and broken shadows, and faded away on the water.

Lu Zhinan suddenly laughed, and looked directly at the door, his eyes were full of indifference and disgust: "Outsiders?"

Through the door, He Zhilang sighed leisurely: "That's right, brother, uncle can't bear to tell you, but I can't bear your obsession."

He looked at the exquisite carvings on the walnut wood door, as if he was interested in the sudden one, staring at it, with the corners of his lips curled up, his eyes shining with interest, but he sighed deeply: "You probably don't know, Lu In the north, he is not your brother at all."

"From the beginning to the end, you have no blood relationship at all."