Let’s eat and eat starting from the Star God of Star Railway!

As for where did a greedy star god go?

Of course, he went back to the train to tidy up his and the pharmacist's sister's rooms.

And it's normal for girls to talk about feelings and family matters.

Why did a male god like him go there to join in the fun?

But it's a good thing that Huang Cheng didn't go.

Otherwise, he would have seen the two sides arguing back and forth.

But maybe he wouldn't feel anything wrong after seeing it.

After all, he's stupid and can't think so much.

As we all know, greed's emotional intelligence is not high, but it's not low either.

After all, from the beginning, his only communication partner was the star god.

Except for the first time he went to torture the Amber King with the ghost fire boy.

Huang Cheng rarely did disgusting things, even chewing the wall, he only chewed it once, and then slipped away.

He gave the Amber King enough face! Although he still hated himself afterwards, and hated it so much.

But it doesn't matter, she can't beat me to death anyway.

What kind of emotional intelligence do the star gods have to talk about?

This kind of thing will only hinder the speed of their actions.

However, they still need to have a little emotional intelligence when it comes to their own destiny.

The last two brainless star gods who don't care about emotional intelligence were eaten, and the other was hammered into a meat paste.

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"Is this the Lower City? It seems to be a little more bitter than I thought."

There is nothing to see in the Upper City, and everyone lives a good life.

She was bound by her destiny before, and there was really no way.

She gave her power to too many unworthy people.

Instead, it caused more tragedies, which the pharmacist didn't want to do.

But she really had no way, well, she didn't have the power to control power before.

But these are all in the past.

Now she can exercise her power freely for some reason.

No longer bound by rules.

From the moment she got rid of the shackles, she became more determined about one thing.

Give power to the grieving, to the kind, and to those in need.

In order to wash away the evils he had committed in the past.

Of course, it would take a long time to completely cleanse himself.

The only chance to cleanse himself now is probably to send himself to the bed of his greedy brother.

"Is there a clinic in this place?"

"This is Dr. Natasha's clinic. It has been open for many years. Let me tell you, Miss Natasha is so capable.

Without her leadership and maintenance, the Lower City would probably have ceased to exist. Although this is a bit exaggerated, it would definitely be hundreds or even thousands of times worse than it is now!"

Listening to March 7's story, the pharmacist nodded slightly.

At the same time, he found the Beloberg named Natasha in his ocean of destiny.

As expected.

Dr. Natasha is a rich walker.

And her martial arts value is actually quite good.

The pharmacist who came to the Lower City knocked on the door of the clinic very politely, and then walked into this small clinic under the guidance of the staff.

"Miss, are you sick? And the horns on your head..."

Natasha, who had just finished a minor operation, took off her gloves, disinfected her whole body, and walked out of the simple operating room.

She was just about to take a break and write today's medical records.

But as soon as she sat down, she saw a tall lady standing in front of her.

And there was a pair of strange horns on her head.

It should be horns.

Natasha lowered her head and recalled that she seemed to have seen species with horns on their heads in books when she was a child...

Could it be that Beloberg has a special disease of growing horns on his head recently?

"Hello, I am a rich walker from another planet. I came here to exchange medical technology with you this time. Please don't hesitate to teach me..."

This sister is too modest.

The two little ones following behind looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

They looked at the pharmacist when he was treating the local soldiers.

That skill can't be said to cure all diseases.

It can only be said to be a living dead with flesh and bones.

Even if the leg has been amputated for more than 30 years, it can grow back on the spot, and there is not even a little pain in the process of growth.

In Ah Cheng's words:

As long as you have not become an atom, as long as you still have the desire to live, the pharmacist can save you.

So in the eyes of the two, the pharmacist's talk of learning medical skills is really too modest.

How can you call this learning? It's obviously a full-level boss who came to the novice village to kill everyone, right?

Oh, no, to save everyone!

Natasha didn't expect that the other party came with such a purpose.

But she shook her head.

"I'm sorry, young lady, I'm afraid I can't accept your invitation. It's not that I look down on you, but I really don't have time."

Natasha lowered her brows apologetically, and then pointed at the patients who were still lying on the beds.

"I believe you have also seen that Beloberg intends to go out of the city and expand outside the snow, but expansion is not that easy. Although there are no casualties at present, the environment outside is too harsh, causing many people to be forced to evacuate the rear due to fighting and frostbite."

"The hospital in the upper city is almost full, so some patients have to be sent to me. Although there is no shortage of medicines now, there is still a shortage of manpower. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely take the initiative to come to you to exchange medical knowledge..."

The pharmacist did not speak.

Instead, he smiled and said to her:

"If you don't want to compete with me, then we can change the way to communicate. How many operations do you have left to do?"

"There are still five on the schedule."

"How long does one operation take?"

"One hour short, three or four hours long. Most of them are to remove necrotic tissues and organs, but after each operation, a comprehensive disinfection is required."

"What is the success rate of the operation?"

"The success rate is about 95%. Some people's necrosis is too deep and the location is too dangerous. Unfortunately..."

Some people are lucky and some are unlucky.

The same is true for illness and injury.

The pharmacist waved his hand slightly, and a drop of emerald green dew fell on Natasha's head.

Then Natasha's whole body was covered with a green glow.

At the same time, Natasha also felt a warm current passing through her body, and the fatigue of her whole body disappeared instantly, and even her mental state was refreshed.

"Miss, what are you doing?"

"Can we continue the operation now? I believe those patients can't wait, but I have a condition. Can I watch you while you are operating? It has nothing to do with anything else, just to express my goodwill. I want to see what I can learn from you, and I am also a doctor..."

"And Miss Natasha should have seen my power. When the patient is in danger, I can also treat him. How about this request?"

After saying that, the pharmacist looked at Natasha in front of him gently.

The white and slender fingers slightly touched the empty flower pot.

Then a bunch of green weeds suddenly grew on the flower pot.

As for why it was weeds instead of flowers?

Maybe under such conditions, the only thing that can survive is the seeds of weeds.