Medical scum wants to cultivate immortality

"It's so sweet." Luo Zhiyu smiled and touched the horse's mane and pulled out the silver needle on its neck.

Shen Wulan stepped on the horse's back and tightened the reins to control the panicked horse. Seeing his expression of wanting to eat a man, she shook her head.

Nympho is a disease, and there is no cure yet.

"Bang" with a loud noise.

Jiao bumped into a barrier of white light in mid-air, bursts of black smoke burst out from its body instantly, and scattered with the smell of burnt skin and cooked meat.The huge scales on this thing's body have already been whipped off a lot, and there are many bloody holes on the dark brown skin, but it didn't hear a roar from it.

It was because its tongue was pulled out by the roots by the injured man, Jiao is now dragging his body covered in cuts and bruises, panting heavily, with a fierce look in his eyes.They kept wagging their tails indiscriminately, causing a bloody storm, and the blood spots flew around indiscriminately.It lost its eyes and letters, couldn't tell the direction, and vented blindly by feeling!

The dragon's body kept colliding with the barrier that stretched before Xinglin, and the man's whip never stopped for a moment. The pincer attack from both sides made it more injured, lost a lot of blood, and gradually became exhausted.

Luo Zhiyu took out the medicine bag again, closed one eye and aimed at the slow-moving Jiao, and smiled crookedly, "Let me give you a ride!"

"Whoosh" he accurately threw the medicine bag into the tongueless Jiaokou.Immediately, the struggling Jiao softened,

"Jiyuantang's special mobo powder only treats an old monster like you!" Luo Zhiyu raised his eyebrows proudly.

As soon as the words "Jiyuantang" came out, the man who had been indifferent all this time rolled his eyes slightly.

"Look at his whip." Shen Wulan nodded his shoulder.

Luo Zhiyu looked at the man.The man turned the whip into nothingness.However, the sharp-eyed Luo caught a glimpse of the difference.Just now when the man was fighting Jiao E, he only saw the shadows of long white whips, but he felt that this color was not common.

At that glance just now, I saw that the whip was covered with white flowers in an orderly manner, which was very elegant. The flower - Luo Zhiyu looked behind the man, and the white apricot blossoms bloomed wantonly, dyed with his whip. The bloody flower is exactly the same.

Interesting, easy to use and beautiful, such artifacts are rare.

Shen Wulan saw that the horse didn't look too scared, so she jumped off and thanked the man with her hands clasped.By the way, he touched the air behind Jiao, and touched the cold barrier with his hands.

He was surprised: Where is this forest?The enchantment is so powerful?

"My lord, why did you pass through this barrier just now?" Shen Wulan turned her head and asked strangely.

"Of course it's also because..." Luo Zhiyu shook his head chicly, striding past Shen Wulan through the barrier, "I'm prettier than you!"

Shen Wulan, who rolled her eyes, tapped the barrier twice, squatted down, patted the half-dead Jiao who had fainted from anesthesia, and opened her chest to take the demon pill.

The cultivation of these monsters all depends on the inner alchemy, once lost, the physical body will quickly rot and die.

"Brother Shen, Jiao, don't forget Jiao, a rare medicinal material!" Luo Zhiyu came from the habit of being forced to study medicine for many years, at least he has not forgotten the fundamentals.

Mou Luo, whose back was facing Shen Wulan, also wondered, why am I not blocked by the barrier?He understood what the injured man was looking at the air behind him with an indistinct curiosity.He was looking to see if there was something wrong with the enchantment, and he was wondering why he could come in.

He turned around and looked at the man.The other party's eyes were as calm as a pool of deep water, and since he entered and exited the enchantment again, there was no strange look at all.

Looking at the man's face splattered with dark brown flood blood, his already fair face became even whiter.The three wounds on his body were torn deeper and longer due to the fierce fight with Jiao, and his clothes were almost completely stained with Jiao's blood and his own blood, which was shocking to see.

Perhaps, his face turned paler because of excessive blood loss...

Rao Luo Zhiyu was unsympathetic and unwilling to study medicine, but he followed Luo Bai to treat diseases and save lives in Jiyuan all the year round, and he was used to many injured people.But the one in front of him still made him feel a little pitiful inadvertently.In addition to the blood all over his body, the injuries visible to the naked eye, and his silent and expressionless indifference.

Doesn't it hurt?And this injury, is it a whip, the person who fought with him before also used a whip?

The man's air of arrogance when he was fighting Jiao was gradually replaced by the thick and unapproachable posture of an idler within a hundred paces, and Luo Zhiyu felt the bitterness and sadness emanating from him again.

Just as he crossed the barrier and wanted to speak to the man, he heard Shen Wulan's sudden realization: "So that's how it is!"

The two are attracted to him.

"Young master, Luo Zhiyu, you can do it! Aren't you afraid that the two elders at home will chase Lingshou and break your legs?"

"Huh? Why did brother Shen say that?"

Shen Wulan's childish face was unteachable, and he picked up a fragmented object from under the horse's hoof: "A thousand-year-old wild ginseng! There are three in our Jiyuantang! Ancestor!"

Luo Zhiyu was a little startled, and quickly touched his sleeve, his face changed a little: "When did it fall!! This is the gift I originally planned to give to Master Mo's Immortal Sect Master in Mianwujing!!"

The injured man heard what he said, looked at him, and his eyes stopped on his sleeve.

Shen Wulan wailed: "This thing has searched the world all over the world, and the spirits of heaven and earth that it finally obtained are what the monsters most hope for. Jiao Yi must have come here just now smelling the scent of wild ginseng! No wonder it didn't attack us in the first place. .”

Luo Zhiyu slapped his head and looked at the man: "It's a pity, even if you don't give it to the palm master, it's better to heal your wounds than to die under the horse's hooves!! Waste everything!!" After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to pull the man .He took a step back and refused decisively.

"You—now—you must stop the bleeding, do you understand? What are you hiding? Get into the carriage with me, and I have my belongings. If you stand up like this, you will be like the dragon under your feet in a short while. You will lose too much blood. Be careful and die!"

Shen Wulan distressedly picked out the weeds and dust from the wild ginseng, picked up the clean debris and put them away.I muttered in my heart, you just want to take the opportunity to touch his little hand, and you are so sanctimonious!

Then he persuaded the injured man: "This young master saved us from danger just now. I think it was out of a righteous heart, and he also acted to eliminate harm for the people. If this monster rushes to the market, it will definitely It will cause countless deaths and injuries in Lingshou City. We doctors save the dying and heal the wounded, and the behavior of treating the wounded is basically the same as that of the young master at this time. It is contrary to medical ethics to ignore someone who is seriously injured."

In other words, you don't think there's anything wrong with the injury, but as a doctor, you can't help us. Sorry, we can't do it.

After a short pause, he observed the man's expression: indifferent.The blood on his body was flowing slowly and continuously, and his feet were already stained a lot of red.

The man glanced back at Xinglin, looked Luo Zhiyu up and down except for his face, and then suddenly walked towards the carriage.

Luo Zhiyu felt uncomfortable being watched, and intuitively thought that this person was not moved by Shen Wulan's rhetoric.He felt that there were many things hidden in the man's eyes.Seeing him take a step, the wound gushed out a bloodstain, inexplicably felt soft-hearted and hurt, so I shouted and covered, what are you doing so hard?

If there was a pretty big girl in front of her, Luo Zhiyu would definitely hug her and stuff her into the carriage, smelling warm, oh no, let's have a good diagnosis and treatment.

The more indifferent the man is, the more pitiful he feels.

After getting into the carriage, Luo Zhiyu took out a few black bottles, tore open his clothes, and the rolled and torn wounds were hideous on his white chest.

"Using the hemostatic medicine will hurt a bit, bear with it." After speaking, Luo Zhiyu felt that it was unnecessary to say this. No matter how painful the medicine was, how could he be in pain now?

Looking at the man who closed his eyes and said nothing like a wooden man, Luo Zhiyu curled his lips and carefully took the medicine.To distract him, the usual trick, talk to him.

"Why are you alone in this desolate forest?"

The man remained silent, his eyebrows slightly trembling as he was stimulated by the powder sprinkled on the wound.

Luo Zhiyu didn't care whether he answered or not, and asked himself: "Then what kind of treasure is encircled in the apricot forest that needs to be enchanted?"

The other party ignored him, and sweat was already oozing from his forehead.Luo Zhiyu admired it in his heart: he was going to die of pain, he really could bear it, so he didn't say a word.His face remained unchanged.

"Hey, we can be regarded as people who have fought monsters together. No matter how good you are, you won't say a word to me."

The other party pursed his lips slightly, and Luo Zhiyu knew that he was in pain.Seeing the pitiful look on his face made him a little distracted: the blood on his face couldn't hide the guy's shocking appearance, this small mouth, I don't know what it tastes like to sip, hehe.The nympho Luo's eyes were bent into crescent moons.

"Where do you live? Tell me, I'll take you home, you're hurt like this, your parents are so distressed."

Luo Zhiyu concentrated on taking the medicine, sighing from the bottom of his heart, even a stranger loves him, let alone his family.But after saying this, he felt a cold gaze from the top of his head, raised his head, and met the man's bottomless eyes, overflowing with sadness.That man, Shunji, looked away from him.

Hit it.Luo Zhiyu seemed to have fallen into the abyss of despair for a moment, feeling sad with empathy.He had seen this look before, yes!He suddenly remembered a person ten years ago...

In the summer of that year, eight-year-old Luo Zhiyu and his friends were picking lotus pods in a pond not far from Jiyuantang, their medical center. Seven or eight little girls on the shore clamored for them to pick a few lotus plants.

"Tch, a girl doll is a girl doll, what's so good about a lotus flower?" Luo Zhiyu ignored them, watching his little friend courteously holding a lotus flower to imitate the grown-ups to make the girls happy.There was also a fifteen or sixteen-year-old elder brother who said shyly to a demure girl: "Tomorrow my father will go to your house to propose a marriage. Let this lotus be our love token."

"Wow!"

"Yo hoo!"

"Blushing, blushing!"

"Come on, take it, take it!"

A group of children laughed and booed.Then he ran away surrounded by a pair of childhood sweethearts.

"Hey! We are still competing to pick lotus pods!" Luo Zhiyu shouted at them... Naturally, no one paid attention to him. For young and inexperienced children, the embarrassing love between adults makes them I think it's fun and interesting.

Seeing them in pairs, imitating adults calling each other "lady" and "husband" Luo Zhiyu laughed at their childishness.

An eight-year-old child laughing at other people's childishness is very childish in the first place.

At this time, a little girl shouted at him: "Ah Luo, let's pretend to be husband and wife too, and go worship heaven and earth!"

Luo Zhiyu stuck out her tongue: "You are so ugly, I don't want it! Hahahaha!"

Hearing this, the little girl was stunned for a moment, her eyes turned red and she turned around and ran away.Luo Zhiyu didn't take it seriously, there was no one around, and suddenly became quiet.The tranquility of this summer is really pleasant. He soaks in the pond and doesn't feel much heat.But there was one person who made him feel that the sun was very vicious.

On a boulder by the pond, a beautiful elder sister sat with her knees hugged.She was sweating profusely, with a few strands of hair sticking to her cheeks, shining golden spots by the sun, her eyes were empty and deep.The young Luo Zhiyu fell in love with a glance, and the tears did not overflow in those eyes, but the overflowing sadness made people feel empathy unconsciously.

This person is strange, Luo Zhiyu has never seen her before.

The girl didn't seem to feel the hot weather, just like the injured man didn't feel any pain in his body.

Luo Zhiyu came back to his senses, and found that the medicine in his hand had been taken by the man himself.The bleeding stopped.

"Sorry, I suddenly thought of someone and got distracted." This is a big taboo for doctors, and there is no room for sloppy in saving lives.If the treatment is delayed due to the doctor's distraction, or if a half-point error is made, it cannot be taken responsibility.

Although he claims to be scumbag in medical skills, his medical ethics are exactly the same as his father Luo Bai.This sentence of apology is really guilty.

The male god has not changed, so he probably doesn't care.

Luo Zhiyu took out the gauze and helped him wrap up the wound.