Gao Wu: I can plunder everything

After Jiang Mingyang fell into a coma, he automatically entered the fetal breathing state.

With his strong physical fitness and the healing ability of fetal breathing, he woke up in a while.

When he woke up, Qin Muxue was helping him check.

"Teacher, please be gentle."

Qin Muxue turned a deaf ear to Jiang Mingyang's wailing.

"Ah, howl, it hurts, it hurts..."

She inserted a finger into the torn flesh and stirred it with interest, almost making Jiang Mingyang faint from the pain.

"Does it still hurt?"

Qin Muxue asked with a cold face and concern. Jiang Mingyang was desperate, but he had to force a smile and said: "Teacher's medical skills are superb, and the student doesn't feel pain."

"Zhan Hong is violent, Li Yichen is lazy, Wei Dexian is mean, and the one in front of me is a sadist.

Damn, is this Wuhan University or a mental hospital? Why is there no normal person?"

Jiang Mingyang had ten thousand beasts galloping in his heart, but he didn't dare to show any abnormality.

Being at the mercy of others is better than being honest.

"It doesn't sound like it. Is it really not painful, or are you afraid to say it hurts?"

Qin Muxue asked again, and Jiang Mingyang said earnestly: "You are a medical expert. You treated me personally, so of course it really doesn't hurt."

Qin Muxue nodded with satisfaction, turned around to sort out the surgical equipment, and prepared to treat him.

Jiang Mingyang breathed a sigh of relief, then raised his eyebrows proudly at Zhang Yongnian, as if to say: See, there is no teacher I can't handle.

Zhang Yongnian quietly gave a thumbs up, and then returned to his respectful and humble appearance, fearing that Qin Muxue would find something unusual.

"The cumulative damage of the Bengquan is very terrifying. If it is used continuously and at a high frequency, even Zhan Hong can't bear it.

Fortunately, you are not proficient in it, and the recoil force of the Bengquan is not great. It only ruptures the muscles and skin, and the internal organs are not seriously damaged.

I will help you suture the wound, and take a few Guiyuan Pills. You will be back to normal today."

Qin Muxue fiddled with the suture needle while describing the condition expressionlessly.

This scene is extremely normal. Every doctor communicates with the patient in this way to eliminate the patient's fear and uneasiness.

But Jiang Mingyang did not feel relieved. Instead, he felt more and more terrified, and always felt that something was wrong.

"Teacher, did you forget to take the anesthesia?"

Jiang Mingyang asked with a horrified look and some stammering. Qin Muxue said nonchalantly: "Your pain nerves are not sensitive, there is no need to waste anesthesia."

"Teacher, I'm not sick, I'll be fine after two days of rest."

Jiang Mingyang stood up and wanted to run, but Qin Muxue pushed him back to the bed and smiled: "I have the final say on whether you are sick or not."

"Zhang Yongnian, save me quickly, ask the principal to save me!"

Jiang Mingyang was desperate and tried all kinds of treatments. Zhang Yongnian was stunned. He opened his mouth and was stunned for a long time before he realized that he was being stared at by Qin Muxue's cold eyes.

"Teacher Qin, Jiang Mingyang and I are not familiar with each other. I'll go find Lin Xiling to accompany him."

After that, Zhang Yongnian bowed and fled from the infirmary like a frightened little white rabbit.

Even if he was far away from the infirmary, Zhang Yongnian could still hear Jiang Mingyang's heart-wrenching howl.

Qin Muxue's suture needle did not have any medical wire for suturing, but an energy thread condensed by Qin Muxue, which looked like an ice crystal.

The energy thread was embedded in the flesh and blood, emitting a continuous stream of cool energy, which could reconnect the broken muscles and accelerate the healing of the wound.

It would take more than ten days to heal the wound, but it could be completely restored in just one day.

It was precisely because of this that Jiang Mingyang's pain was magnified.

The pain of the suture needle penetrating the flesh and blood, and the severe pain of the energy thread pulling the flesh and blood.

The rapid healing of the wound caused numbness and itching, which tortured Jiang Mingyang's nerves all the time.

Qin Muxue's ten fingers were slender and dexterous. She first sutured the flesh inside the wound, and then sutured the epidermal damage of the wound. Every wound was handled very beautifully.

"It's okay, it's okay, I don't feel any pain, I don't feel any pain, I just took the opportunity to practice, so I can improve very quickly..."

The special effect of the Nine Strong Refining is that the more serious the injury and the more painful it is, the faster the improvement speed will be.

He can only comfort himself in this way when he is at the mercy of others.

Jiang Mingyang was neither able to live nor die, as if he had walked through hell, and his whole life seemed to be bleak.

The only thing he could be thankful for was that when his body was severely injured and tortured, the exercises would naturally operate and accelerate the transformation of blood cells.

Jiang Mingyang believed that if he swallowed a few Guiyuan Pills and had a good meal, his Qi and blood value would definitely increase by ten points.

There were still more than ten days before school started. If he could make full use of this time, he would definitely have no problem entering the second level of the Body Refining Realm before school started.

Although Jiang Mingyang didn't know what the Xingtian Plan was, he lied to merge with it, so he had to show the corresponding potential and progress speed.

Keeping a low profile and hiding one's strength was not necessary at this stage.

If he was thought to have insufficient potential and was dragged to devote himself to science, he would be miserable.

Besides, with Wen Qingyun, an excellent god, to support him, Jiang Mingyang was not afraid of being suspected.

As long as the progress he showed was not faster than Wen Qingyun, he would not be too noticeable.

"It seems that the combat skill of 'fetal breathing' is tailor-made by the system for hiding strength."

Jiang Mingyang was thinking about a lot of things. Qin Muxue took off the gloves stained with blood plasma and returned to her desk in a good mood.

The lunch that made her feel sick before was like a new life, which aroused her appetite again.

Lin Xiling, who appeared shortly after the operation began, was now happily packing up the surgical instruments, and from time to time she looked at Jiang Mingyang, who was as disappointed as death.

"When people practice Beng Quan, they first kill others and then themselves. You almost died yourself."

After Lin Xiling packed up the surgical equipment, she sat next to the hospital bed and peeled an apple, gloating and joking.

"I might as well collapse myself to death."

Jiang Mingyang's lips were chapped and his eyes were empty, as if he had lost his soul.

However, when he saw that Lin Xiling had peeled the apple, he opened his mouth naturally.

Lin Xiling peeled off a piece of apple and stuffed it directly into her mouth, chewing it until it was crunchy and said: "While you were being treated, your phone kept ringing.

I'm afraid of delaying the important call, so I'll answer it for you. "

Jiang Mingyang opened his mouth, secretly thinking that people's hearts are not as good as the world is, and he said in surprise: "Phone? Whose phone number?"

"The voice sounds quite vulgar. He calls himself Brother Hua."

"Brother Hua, Lang Huawen?"

Jiang Mingyang's thoughts were racing, and the unspeakable pain in his body was greatly dissipated by this unexpected news.

"Yes, are you your friend?"

Lin Xiling asked questions at random while picking at the wounds on Jiang Mingyang's body and studying the suturing techniques.

"Not really, but Brother Hua is a good man and has helped me a lot."

Jiang Mingyang curled his lips with meaning, then bared his teeth and said, "Hey, don't pick at my wounds!"

"Teacher Qin's silkworm ice silk is the best in the world. As long as he can't die, he can be saved.

You will have to lie down for at least half a month with this injury. With Teacher Qin's wonderful rejuvenation, you will be able to be alive and kicking tonight. "

Lin Xiling explained and scratched at the same time. She didn't care whether Jiang Mingyang was willing or not, and she didn't explain why she wanted to scratch the wound.

"Hey, let me go, this has nothing to do with you pulling me! Hiss, howl howl..."

Just as Jiang Mingyang was about to burst into anger, Lin Xiling struck hard and opened a large wound.