The Panther hesitated a little and said with a bitter face, "this is the last tube I want to tell you." the demon monk should not be stupid enough to publicize everywhere? "Zhao Sankin was more worried the more he thought.

Like the double-sided Buddha, the demon smelting pot is a rare treasure. If the evil wind wants the double-sided Buddha, he must also want the demon smelting pot. Master duanchen will not fail to understand this. If he tells Li Zhiling about the demon smelting pot, it is tantamount to water diversion for disaster. Zhao Sanjin thinks that master duanchen will not be stupid.

As long as master duanchen doesn't say, Zhao Sanjin is safe for the time being and won't attract the attention of evil wind

……

After the Panther left, Zhao Sanjin returned to the ward and called Huolong. Huolong seemed to be injured, and the injury was not light. As soon as the phone was connected, he complained: "Captain, why didn't you tell me in advance when you went to the refinery yesterday? I was playing in bed with Xiaoye and Xiaoyue. The demon monk suddenly broke in and scared my little brother soft. After a few moves with him, he opened his ass and hurt Xiaoyue and Xiaoye. If I didn't run fast, I'm afraid you'd have to go to Lord Yan if you want to find me..."

Zhao Sanjin turned his eyes and said, "the demon monk went to save Bai Wushuang himself?"

"Otherwise?" the fire dragon asked, "if the people of his faction come, the captain thinks that with our dragon family guards, can they save Bai Wushuang?"

That's right.

The guards of the dragon family were extraordinary. Ordinary people couldn't break in, let alone save people, and then ran away smoothly.

But even so, master duanchen will personally rescue Bai Wushuang, which still makes Zhao Sanjin feel a little surprised.

It's true that master duanchen's evil art requires the extremely Yin Qi in women's bodies. Although Bai Wushuang looks good and has a good figure, he is only the concubine head of master duanchen. According to master duanchen's previous performance in Datun Town, women are basically one-off to him. After use, they will give up and let those women die, silly, crazy and live and die.

contrary.

Why does Master duanchen value his dialogue so much?

Apart from other things, if master duanchen didn't go to the dragon's house to rescue Bai Wushuang yesterday, but went to the refinery, there is no doubt that Zhao Sanjin is not lying in the hospital bed, but sitting there drinking tea.

The life of demon refining pot and Zhao Sanjin should be what master duanchen most wants to take away. He had such an opportunity last night, but he chose to save Bai Wushuang himself. Is Bai Wushuang more important to the demon monk than demon refining pot and Zhao Sanjin?

The more I think about it, the more I feel weak.

"It seems that Bai Wushuang is not just the concubine head of master duanchen!" Zhao Sankin said secretly.

The fire dragon didn't know what he was doing. He suddenly screamed twice, gnashing his teeth and said, "Captain, I have something urgent to deal with. I won't tell you first. Come over and talk to me slowly. You can touch the medicine prescribed by these doctors for me at that time. It's useless. Just move it... Ouch, it hurts me, shit!"

In the past, when Huolong was in the army, whenever he was injured, Zhao Sanjin helped him touch his bones for treatment. Although he didn't know the existence of Xuanjin, he admired Zhao Sanjin's medical skills.

"OK."

Zhao Sanjin nodded and agreed, but he was thinking, touch a fart. I'm still hurt. I touch - you, who touch - me.

If you lose the demon refining pot, you will lose a steady stream of auras, and those auras are the basis for Zhao Sanjin to condense Xuanjin. Without the help of the demon refining pot, Zhao Sanjin is equal to once returning to the liberation, Xuanjin uses as fast as a rabbit, but recovers as slowly as a tortoise.

Therefore, we must save some money.

You can't go back to the province without it.

For Zhao Sanjing, the top priority now is to find master duanchen as soon as possible and grab the demon refining pot back. You can't lie in the hospital waiting to die and waste time. The premise of all this is that you must first use the Xuanjin in the Dantian to cure the large-area burn on your back.

Fortunately, Liu Jiaojiao stayed in the hospital all night yesterday. She was probably sleepy. In addition, she went to the men's toilet with Zhao Sanjin on her back just now. She was so ashamed that she didn't know where she went after running out of the toilet and didn't come to the ward.

There was only Zhao Sanjin in the ward. Zhao Sanjin simply closed the door, sat cross legged on the hospital bed, closed his eyes and concentrated, secretly urged Xuanjin in the Dantian, led Xuanjin around the wound on his back, and treated the burns step by step.

Xuanjin is like a woman's hand. Where he passes, he is like a spring breeze blowing his face, especially comfortable.

The little thing that got into Zhao Sanjin's body from the double-sided Buddha originally stayed next to his heart. It seemed to be asleep and stood still. After feeling Xuanjin, the little thing seemed to be suddenly awakened. He slipped away from Xuanjin and ran under Zhao Sanjin's belly.

On the way from the refinery to the hospital last night, thanks to the help of that little thing, although Zhao Sanjin didn't know what it was, he didn't hate it as much as before.

"This little guy doesn't take my body as his pig's nest and plans to settle in it?" Zhao Sanjin couldn't help whispering.

The burn on Zhao Sanjin's back was moistened by the little thing last night. Zhou bingtao operated on him, cleaned the wound and took medicine. After a night of healing, it was not so serious, so Xuanjin came up and the effect was very remarkable.

The whole treatment process lasted about half an hour

Half an hour later.

Zhao Sankin took a deep breath, slowly opened his eyes, wiped the sweat on his forehead, tried to move a few times, and found that there was no pain. The blood at the wound seemed to have solidified and ended the scab.

"It seems that the recovery is good..."

Zhao Sankin was overjoyed. He simply jumped out of bed and hit a set of combination boxing in the ward. The boxing style was vigorous and powerful. Although the speed and strength of the boxing were not as fast and fierce as before, it was basically no big problem.

however.

Zhao Sanjin was covered with bandages. The bandages were tightly wrapped. When he hit the wound with such a set of combined punches, the blood scabs condensed at the wound immediately separated from the skin, like stripped bark. If they were not tightly wrapped in the bandage, they would fall on the floor like rain.

Dressed in "bark", the feeling was too uncomfortable. Zhao Sankin returned to the hospital bed, found one end of the bandage, stretched out his hand and was about to tear off all the bandages in circles. At this time, with a slight click, the door of the ward was suddenly kicked open.

Yes, it's not pushed away by hand, but kicked away by foot.

Zhao Sankin was startled, and his heart thumped. Regardless of who he looked like, he quickly lay back on the hospital bed, his head tilted, his legs kicked, closed his eyes, and instantly recovered to the state of being ill and dying.