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Chapter 51, Healing Wounds

Yang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, as long as there is no serious injury.Only then was she in the mood to pay attention to the tall man who had just entered.

It can only be said that it is full of splendor. When he came to this woodshed, the whole woodshed had a feeling of resplendent and magnificent.

Seeing this high-end decoration, Yang Zhao's hands started to itch. Now she really wants to record a video and post it online. How many fans will this video gain by then!

Speaking of taking videos, her phone should be fine, right?In the past, she didn't change her mobile phone for two or three years, but now her mobile phone can't live for two months?
"Under Zong Sheng, thank you Miss Yang Zhao for saving my nephew's life." Zong Sheng turned around and saluted Yang Zhao.

Yang Zhao was very embarrassed, and waved his hands again and again to refuse: "You really praised me, so I have to thank your nephew. If Brother Bao didn't take me away with me at that time, I might have been planted outside."

Zong Sheng's attitude was very gentle, with a kind smile on his face: "That's not what I said. If it weren't for Miss you, the two of them would have been buried in it. This life-saving grace is not fake. This silly leopard finally got smart at the critical moment Once, I knew to ask Miss for help, thanks to Miss, you were willing to take him, a comatose person."

"This is a mutual benefit. We worked together to escape." Yang Zhao was almost at a loss for words. She was really not good at dealing with such enthusiastic elders. Although the elders were not old, they spoke in a very old tone.

Zong Sheng also saw her embarrassment, smiled and comforted her and went out, leaving the little lighting spell in the firewood room.

Yang Zhao could vaguely hear that he went into another room and visited other people.

Seeing that the two had finished their conversation, the doctor took out a small milky white disc inlaid with gemstones from the medicine box, which was only about the size of a palm.

"Miss Yang Zhao, please lie down, let me dredge the remaining blood for you."

Yang Zhaoduan was lying down, staring curiously at the magic weapon in his hand, waiting for the opponent to cast a spell.

The doctor tapped the precious stones on the disk, and the whole disk floated into the air, turned around slowly, and sprinkled a piece of milky white light.

Yang Zhao only felt warm, numb, and a little itchy, but not to the point of being unbearable.

While she was lying down and receiving treatment, she was thinking wildly in her mind. If she could buy such a magic weapon, it should be very valuable to sell back to China, right?
At least those who practice sports will definitely need it, and those who play football and figure skating should be willing to pay for it.

Yang Zhao was still daydreaming here, and the doctor reminded her: "Miss, turn over and I'll heal your back."

She turned herself over like a pancake, and this time she enjoyed a numbing massage on her back.

She lay there and couldn't help asking: "Doctor, what's the name of your magic weapon? It's so easy to use, it must be very expensive."

"This thing is really not cheap, and it is specially customized, and many materials are provided by myself, so I really haven't inquired about the price on the market."

Yang Zhao understood that the doctor was taking care of her feelings and didn't want to hit her with money.

After the doctor finished his treatment, he put away the magic weapon and prepared to leave.

Seeing his actions like this, Yang Zhao was a little puzzled, and pointed at the boy lying on the bed next to him.

"Doctor, why don't you treat him, he is still unconscious."

The doctor shook his head firmly and said, "I can't cure his disease."

Yang Zhao: "Then you should at least treat his injuries? You can see that his face is disfigured, and there are many bruises on his body."

Doctor: "In his current state, it's best not to touch the spiritual power of outsiders, even to treat trauma. Miss, don't worry, we will take care of it."

Yang Zhao: "Then he can't, what about Brother Bao? You should treat Brother Bao too, he is loyal to protect the Lord today!"

That Brother Leopard is her real savior, but the young man is Brother Leopard's master, so there is no way to go beyond him and bring Brother Leopard up alone.

Hearing what she said was reasonable, the doctor walked to the big leopard with the medicine box and examined its injuries in detail.

"You have violated the prohibition and overdrawn your blood vessels. The main meridians have been broken by too much spiritual power. I will give you a Bumai Pill to stabilize the meridians in your body. In the next two or three years, you must take good care of them." Don’t worry, otherwise this meridian will affect you for the rest of your life. The others are skin traumas, not worth mentioning.”

The big leopard nodded: "Hey~"

The doctor took out a small medicine bottle from his pocket, carefully poured out a pill from it, and stuffed it into the big leopard's mouth.Then he lifted the big leopard's front legs and bandaged its bones. As for the wounds on its body, he ignored it at all.

Yang Zhao watched from the side with distress: "Doctor, can you use that magic weapon of yours for Brother Bao? It also fell hard."

The doctor smiled: "Little girl, it's not that I'm stingy and don't let it use it, but this little injury is harmless to it, as long as it has two good meals, it will be fine in two days. Its meridians are damaged now. It’s better to do less of things like being infused with spiritual power by outsiders.”

Hearing these words, Yang Zhao felt a little embarrassed. After all, this doctor is a professional, at least much more professional than himself.

"Thank you doctor, I misunderstood you."

The doctor packed up the medicine box and left the firewood room. Hearing the sound, he also went to another room to diagnose and treat illnesses.

Yang Zhao sat up from the bed, feeling that most of the injuries on her body had healed, and the bruises on her body had also faded. Although the abrasions mixed with the medicine looked a little serious, in fact, apart from a little pain, it didn't affect her movements.

She beckoned the boys outside to bring her and brother Bao some meals.

When the boy came in with food, Yang Zhao stopped him gossiping.

"I said little brother, are there a lot of wounded in this hotel? I remember it's just us."

The guys went out to look around and saw no one saw him, so they squatted down and gossiped happily: "Hey, it was indeed yours at first, but then people ran in one after another, and they didn't suffer any injuries. Light, there are a dozen or so of them who seem to be wealthy people, fighting for spiritual pets, pills, and magic weapons. Relying on three fights, they broke out of the meteor shower abruptly, and their injuries were not serious. "

Yang Zhao cheered on the sidelines, his face full of interest.

The little guy also said he was hilarious, and then babbled: "Among them, there are three other people who are just like this young man." teenager.

"They were all unconscious. Two of them broke in by relying on spiritual pets, and the other had his magic weapon controlled by the elders of the family. He was escorted out thousands of miles away. It seemed that he was the son of everyone. He was rich. !"

(End of this chapter)