A Million Survival Laws of the Savior

Ling Daoru was struck by lightning, looking at the unconscious Bai Jue, that might be his end soon.

He cried out in grief: "Sa-man-!"

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Buckingham Palace, Infirmary.

A group of people anxiously waited outside the door for the result.

Elizabeth didn't even have time to change her clothes. If her appearance was seen by others, it would be spread across half the world immediately.

In fact, the news of Bai Jue's injury had already spread throughout the entire jiuriji group.

Including Quincy, Beigao, Big Whale and others, they don't believe that anyone can hurt Bai Jue like this. Although he looks unreliable, in terms of strength, a few heroic spirits are not enough for him call taxi.

However, after receiving the proof from Sister Fa, Le Luo and others, they had no choice but to believe it and could only wait for the result.

Not long after, Drinking Congee pushed the door and came out. While wiping the blood on his palm, he had a slightly weird expression on his face.

"How's it going?"

"How is the result?"

"Is the operation going well?"

Several people opened their mouths to ask questions at the same time, and immediately surrounded the porridge.

"It's pretty stable." He Zhou, as a medical sage and his medical skill ranks among the top ten in the world, closed the door and said, "This is one of the easiest treatments I've ever done. His The injury was indeed fatal, and I was not mistaken, the heart was shattered, the curse spread, and ordinary people had already died more than a dozen times, but he was still alive, and the exuberant life energy maintained the last breath."

"After I sealed the power of the curse spreading in his heart with the Qi Absolute silver needle, his heart has been automatically repaired, and the operation itself is not particularly difficult."

Having said that, the others heaved a sigh of relief.

Drinking Congee frowned at this time: "It's just that the power of the curse is attached to the spirit of the hero, and I can't get rid of it. Unless the master takes action, even if I seal the curse now, it will make him weak. All the power is spent on maintaining vitality, so before the curse is completely removed, he is like a seriously injured patient..."

Elizabeth breathed a sigh of relief. In her opinion, Bai Jue's arrival was no accident. He came for herself. If something happened to him, let alone others, she would blame herself for the rest of her life.

Bai Jue was seriously injured, and she had to take responsibility to take care of him, betting the reputation of the British royal family and the name of Queen Elizabeth I!

"If he's seriously injured, it's good for him to stay here and recuperate."

Elizabeth bowed deeply to the porridge, and her blood-stained gesture was very sincere: "Thank you for your help, I owe you a very big favor, and I promise in the name of Queen Elizabeth I that you will always be my Friends of the British royal family."

"I can't afford such a great gift from Her Majesty the Queen. I'm just a commoner." Drinking porridge said he was flattered, but in fact his attitude was very calm, and he was not in a hurry. If he wanted to come to his so-called disciple of the medical saint, his vision was certainly not low, not to mention that he was not He was from the British Empire, but from the Chinese Empire. To him, this kind of gratitude was just a thank you. A doctor should have such arrogance.

Drink the porridge and then ordered: "He needs to rest. I hope you don't disturb him before he wakes up and keep him safe. This is probably the safest place in Britain."

"Don't worry, the Knights of the Round Table are here." Gao Wen said, "The other knights of the Round Table are already in place."

Drinking porridge nodded, then bowed his hands politely and said goodbye: "Then I will leave first."

"Since the situation has stabilized, I won't bother you anymore, Your Majesty, please take good care of him." Fasalia also left, and before leaving, she said to Elizabeth: "We will visit again someday. Visit and investigate the details."

Sister Fa entered Buckingham Palace as the judge of the Judgment Scythe. Existence is a deterrent... She is also a small use of power for personal gain. She did not investigate the whole story of the heroic spirit's attack. Instead, she waited here for several hours in vain. Of course, she also Instead of forgetting about work, remind Elizabeth that she will be back, and have all her arguments ready before then.

Sister Fa's voluntary departure also relieved Elizabeth and the others. They were prepared to be made things difficult at the beginning, but they didn't expect the other party to give up so simply. Instead, they were really just worried about his safety.

After Elizabeth watched the two leave, she showed a tired look and took a small step back.

"His Majesty……"

"I'm fine, I want to rest for a while." Elizabeth looked down at the blood on her half body, but instead of feeling sick, she felt a little distressed. None of the blood belonged to her.

There was no need for him to shed these bloods. The bloodshed was not for her safety.

Elizabeth bit her lip, she was the queen of Britain, a figure standing at the pinnacle of world power, but so what?In his eyes, she was still a weak little girl who needed protection, just like ten years ago.

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Sister Fa quickly caught up with Drinking Porridge, and at the same time quickly sent a message to the group.

"Others can feel at ease." She said to the porridge, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's just a small matter. It's a pity that I didn't get to participate in the previous major events." Drinking porridge slowed down, and he also opened the group. He was typing without haste, while smiling elegantly: "Seeing that the group is often so lively, I can't bear to continue to be a melon-eating crowd. The most important thing is to participate... This time it's a coincidence."

Sister Fa asked, "Are you here to meet the shaman?"

Drink porridge and nodded: "He also mentioned it by accident when we were chatting at the beginning. Later, I tried to deduce his luck. Later, I found some clues and became interested. To be honest, I am now facing a graduation project. For this project, the teacher I have been stuck for nearly three years, and I feel that the shaman who is graduating now may be on the shaman, and if I study him more deeply, maybe I will be able to touch the more advanced field of Tianziwangqi."

Speaking of this, he also laughed and said: "It's just that whoever talked about it actually happened... I was late for a while, but let the spark of the shaman ignite several powder kegs, and even almost knocked down the Himalayas gone."

Drink porridge and hold your forehead with your hands.

Bai Jue's luck was so strong that he had never seen it in his life, but it was really terrifying that his heart would be broken and he would end up like an old dog just by being rubbed by a shaman.

Sister Fa frowned and said, "What you said is true? Then, isn't Bai Jue's behavior the fault of the shaman?

"Not necessarily, the shaman just reduced his luck, not the culprit that caused his serious injury, but his luck was so weak that it gave other people the possibility to hurt him." Drinking porridge said: "As for which heroic spirit attacked him...then there is nothing I can do."

Sister Fa narrowed her eyes, thoughtful.

If there is a heroic spirit crossing the world to make troubles, it is within her jurisdiction, whether it is public or private, she has a reason to investigate this matter to the end.

"Ah, let's talk about this." Drinking Porridge suddenly asked, "Did something happen to Ling Dao after that?"