Ninth Way Under the Heavens

Because the day was dark, Di Jiu looked for a hotel to deal with one night, and the next morning he was ready to plan his own way forward.

Di Jiu did not intend to return to the village from the moment he left the village. On the streets of Zinghai, Di Jiu looked up and looked at the sky, and raised a strange idea in his heart that he should belong to the sky and fall outside that giant starry sky.

Shake your head, Di Jiu retrieved his own vision, and those who watched the streets came and suddenly calm down their hearts.

Since arriving in Zinghai, then standing in Zuhai, and then figure out how to go to the paradise, maybe that place is where he should go.

An ambulance screamed sharply to get Di Jiu’s consciousness on the other side, and went through the ambulance.

“And the one who rescued from the paradise zone, heard that the main event had occurred in the last day, that many people had died and that more had been injured. All the hospitals in the city are full, and this has to be sent to other cities.” Di Jiu has a lowly spoken.

Di Jiu heard a move in his heart and asked, “Excuse me, is the patient in this ambulance martial artist in the sky?”

The middle-aged man looked Di Jiu, hehe said, “That’s, of course, all from the paradise zone. But they’re just injured, not a patient. The martial artist from the deserted area, even if he gets hurt, is not close to us.”

After martial artist was injured, was the ambulance pulled to Zinghai?

Di Jiu said, “What kind of hospital are these people going to?”

“Of course, it is the Zinghai Hospital, where are other hospitals qualified to treat martial artist wounds from the deserted areas of these days?” The middle-aged man tone is unquestionable.

Listen here, Di Jiu has made a determination to go to Zuhai Hospital. There is access to martial artist in the deserted areas, where he has a feeling that he has to do with these martial artists.

Di Jiu believes that even if he borrows his own ability, he should also be able to enter the Zuhai Hospital, without having to go back to that pocket.

His ability was born out of life, and if it wasn’t Dr. Di’s hard to say that he stayed in this little place in the big village, he had to get out of high school, he’d be lazy to go to a few exams. As to why he didn’t think about it, it was not because he was stupid, but because he felt that he was staying in this verdant hills and limpid water place in the big village and was better suited to thinking about it.

From the time he remembered, he had a very important thing to remember. And there’s always a voice in his heart calling, and he has to think about it clearly, otherwise, he has no future.

So from the point of view, he’s been thinking about it, but unfortunately, every time there’s nodded mood, his memory starts vague. He’s got the only harvest in the years, that’s the jade pendant in the chest. According to his father, Dr. Dickie, this jade pendant has been around him.

After the death of Dr. Diego, even if he had been invited to the village of Pong Fei and not to go to the village, he wanted to leave the village for another time, and Union Lord moved away.

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Zinghai Hospital is really too well-known, and Di Jiu does not even need to ask anyone, and as long as he takes a bus, he can come directly to the Tsunami Hospital.

Di Jiu was shocked by the doors of the hospital when he arrived at the Zuhai Hospital, and there were more people here than the most popular. People come and everyone seems to have a heavy and worrying face. Neither did the Miage Man ever say that all those ambulances had entered the Zuhai Hospital and then went deep into the hospital.

Di Jiu had intended to get into the hospital and asked when the hospital was recruiting and where it was then recruiting. He just walked to the hospital gate and saw a very small sign. It says on the plate that “interviewers go to 17 room III and 99. Time, from 10 a.m. to 12 a.m.”.

Di Jiu almost didn’t even think about it, found the seventeenth building directly under the building, and then came to room 3-99.

I saw Di Jiu come to the door with a bag, and a woman in a white, white, and said, “Excuse me, can you come to the interview?”

Di Jiu nodded, “Yes, I’m here for the interview.”

“You register, then go in line.” Women’s face is smiling.

Di Jiu looked at the registration form, filled up his name and then walked into the room. There’s a lot of room, and there’s seven or eight seats out there, and Di Jiu feels like he’s sitting behind.

“What do you hire? I’m anesthesia.” A man with a skinny little voice in the glasses.

Men laughed, “We’re not in conflict, I’m an actress.”

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Di Jiu has always heard from people around the world who received a call. Strictly speaking, these people are a retrial, and he’s mixed up without any information on his recruitment. It should be said that that little girl at the door had no name compared to the respondent, and that no one was expected to fish in troubled waters in such a place, which would make him a lot more abundant.

Before each and everyone goes in, then each and everyone comes out, Di Jiu’s patient waiting, and thinking about what he should say when he goes in. Because he doesn’t have a file, he has to find good words, preferably on the ground.

The interview was slow, just an hour before Di Jiu left only four people.

Just when Di Jiu figured out when it was time to turn to itself, an interview room came out of his face, some malicious man, and his eyes swept out of Di Jiu’s body, and some unhappy words said, “Because there’s something on a temporary basis, the interview is here today, there’s no interview, come back tomorrow.”

He was plot against, and he was arranged to cure the poisoners.

The five people, including Di Jiu, are looking at each other in dismay, waiting for an early morning, and the result is that you’re not happy to change. But this fellow is still an interviewer, even if he is not satisfied with it again.

Di Jiu is also bad luck with cursed, as if he had to do something else. It’s all a problem if we can get to this place tomorrow.

Then when malicious men came to the door, the five watched Di Jiu said, “There was a poisoned martial artist in the desert area, the hospital doctor was not enough, and I was going to do surgery. You guys have some research on poisoning, and you can follow me. Of course, I’m talking about the front, and if you don’t study poisoning, then don’t come over, otherwise the consequences are negative.”

None of the four people in front of Di Jiu dared to come out as a doctor, who naturally heard of the distress of the poisoners in the deserted areas. As long as it was poisoned in the sky, 10 people were able to survive one or two of them that were already lucky. They come here to hire, but they don’t want to come to this piece of shit.

Because the families of martial artist in these days are not the lights to save oil, heal their people, and wait. It is also true that many doctors are reluctant to take over the poisoners.

Di Jiu was unwilling, and he stood up and said, “I’m very deep about poisoning, and basically more than 80 per cent of the chances of success”.

“You?” Malicious men have doubled their eyebrows on Di Jiu, and Di Jiu looks like a student who just walked out of University campus, a young man who says there’s a very deep study of poisoning, and 80 per cent more chance of success, that’s hehehehe.

80% chance? Globally, the rate of cleaning up martial artist is more than 30 per cent, the top Doctor. 80 per cent, is this fellow stupid or dreaming?

But this Doctor will soon swallow Di Jius’s words, and he said, “If that’s the case, follow me, as long as you can save people, to work directly at Zuhai Hospital.”

(Today’s update is here, friends. Good night!