ICUI Chapter 3

 Chapter 3: Seriously Injured Person

　　"Come again."

　　Jiang Changkong said again.

　　Zhou Wen nodded and shot again: "If you can't bear it, just say it."

　　Jiang Changkong nodded and slapped again, this time it was no problem.

　　With the second palm, continue to carry it, letting it beat the body with strength.

　　However, the iron cloth shirt did not move.

　　After five minutes of fighting, the iron shirt finally moved.

　　20.7/40

　　Only added 0.1?

　　Suddenly he felt that he should get the knife and come faster.

　　The pain also goes faster.

　　"Let’s take a break first."

　　Played until 21/40.

　　Jiang Changkong stopped, and he discovered that the more he was beaten, the slower he improved.

　　First five minutes, then seven minutes, ten minutes.

　　Moreover, with the beating, he will feel very tired, exhausted, this damn body.

　　He played for nearly half an hour until he reached 21. If this continues, it is difficult to improve, and he is tired.

　　Sitting on the ground, Jiang Changkong asked: "You said, Doctor Ziling, want to improve his treatment ability?"

　　"Yes, you shouldn't be clear, there is a star stone in the star demon."

　　Zhou Wen thought for a while, and said: "Some star stones have mutated due to some unknown reasons and possess special abilities."

　　Jiang Changkong understood that these special abilities can be refined.

　　Zi Ling has obtained this healing ability, and needs to continuously display, temper, and fit.

　　This ability was just acquired, not particularly powerful.

　　Some serious injuries cannot be treated, only small wounds can be treated.

　　That's why I opened a clinic here instead of a martial arts school.

　　The guys in the martial arts school were neither serious nor serious. The wounds were so bad that they were hard to treat.

　　"Star Demon."

　　Jiang Changkong touched his chin, the Star Demon must have a lot of energy.

　　"Don't think about it. You are so weak and sweaty for a while. I want to join the martial arts school. I don't know when."

　　Zhou Wen shook his head, this is not a shock, but the truth.

　　Jiang Changkong nodded: "So, the sword goes slant, or else, keep getting the knife?"

　　Zhou Wen: "..."

　　You are the first person I have ever seen who dared to stab himself with a knife.

　　If it hadn't been for Jiang Changkong to be normal, he would have doubted whether there was a problem in his mind.

　　"Sister Ziling, I won't agree."

　　Zhou Wen helplessly said: "Why are you being so cruel to yourself? You can't be anxious about martial arts. You can buy medicinal materials to temper your body, and you can also use strengthening liquid.

　　Jiang Changkong shook his head, unable to afford medicinal materials.

　　He couldn't afford the strengthening liquid.

　　"The poor can only suffer more."

　　Jiang Changkong said: "Why don't you talk to Dr. Ziling, I will practice iron shirts, and she will improve her healing ability?"

　　Zhou Wen shook his head and refused his request.

　　You are not suffering much, you are self-harm.

　　"Continue to practice." Zhou Wen stood up and said.

　　Jiang Changkong stood up, his body recovered a lot, and he could strengthen a little bit more.

　　This time until noon, he improved a little.

　　The two have also become acquainted, Ziling's full name, Ji Ziling.

　　Ying Ji Clinic, each takes a surname as a signboard.

　　There is also a boss surnamed Ying, the senior sister Zhou Wen wants to pursue.

　　For lunch, it was made by Ji Ziling and it was delicious.

　　After eating, Jiang Changkong did not rush to practice, but went to the vegetable market.

　　Now it is almost a world where all the people practice martial arts, and there is a huge demand for meat.

　　Everyone likes fresh meat, so there are fresh ones in the morning and afternoon.

　　After strolling around, he gained another 2 points of energy, which he kept.

　　Good steel is used on the blade, and you can directly upgrade to Dacheng when you are complete.

　　Continue to exercise in the afternoon, the result only increased by 0.5.

　　Iron cloth shirt: Xiaocheng 22.5/40.

　　After eating the dinner prepared by Ji Ziling, Jiang Chang hollowed his head: "Brother Wen, can you please help me?"

　　Zhou Wen looked up: "What is busy? I will refuse if it is too difficult."

　　"It's not difficult, but I want to be a butcher..."

　　"No way."

　　Zhou Wen decisively refused.

　　Didn’t you see that Ji Ziling hid your dagger capital?

　　Be a butcher?

　　Are you going to kill chickens and sheep, or wipe your neck?

　　Who is accurate?

　　For this kind of person who stabbed himself at every turn, it is best to stay away from the weapon.

　　Ji Ziling glanced at him: "If you want to die, you can die somewhere else, don't smash my sign."

　　Jiang Changkong explained: "No, I just want to find a job."

　　"You can be a butcher at a young age, so let's work in the shop with a monthly salary of 3,000." Zhou Wen said.

　　Ji Ziling nodded without objection.

　　Without waiting for him to speak, Zhou Wen continued: "Moreover, do you think a butcher is a good job? I have to prove it."

　　Jiang Changkong opened his mouth and had to say, "Thank you very much."

　　After eating and returning home, Jiang Changkong began to work at Yingji Clinic.

　　Zhou Wen helped him exercise every day, and Ji Ziling treated the wounded.

　　However, the wounded here are all skin injuries.

　　The most serious thing is that when I killed the fish, I came to myself, and there was not much blood left.

　　Jiang Changkong naturally didn't get his energy.

　　Go to the vegetable market every day to hang around, and then practice iron cloth.

　　Time flickered and five days passed.

　　Tiebushan Xiaocheng reached 25 o'clock.

　　After that, it got slower and slower, and the energy level reached 16 o'clock.

　　Jiang Changkong didn't stabbed himself again, Ji Ziling didn't say anything, but there was no enthusiasm.

 

 

　　He found a problem. Ji Ziling was relatively indifferent to him and Zhou Wen.

　　Although it wasn't that cold-hearted appearance, it carried an alienation that was thousands of miles away.

　　That evening, after Jiang Changkong wiped the desks and chairs of the clinic, Ji Ziling also packed up, ready to leave.

　　Zhou Wen left first.

　　"Doctor Ji."

　　A panicked cry came.

　　A woman, assisting a middle-aged man covered in blood, walked in: "Doctor Ji, please help him."

　　Essence +1+0.1...

　　The spirit and spirit are constantly mobilized, and a lot of this person's spirit and spirit escapes.

　　Ji Ziling quickly shook off the green light and sank into the middle-aged man.

　　But the man was still bleeding, and a few green lights couldn't stop it.

　　A few more green lights barely stopped the blood.

　　"He was injured too badly. I can only stabilize his condition and send him to the hospital immediately." Ji Ziling said. 

　　"Thank you Doctor Ji."

　　The woman hurriedly helped the middle-aged man, but she was too tired, one leg was weak and the body fell.

　　The middle-aged man fell directly to the ground.

　　Ji Ziling quickly supported the woman, and Jiang Changkong held the middle-aged man dangerously and dangerously.

　　Looking at Ji Ziling strangely, it was obvious that this man was injured more severely, and he would die if he fell.

　　Actually choose to help women.

　　"I carried him to the hospital."

　　Jiang Changkong carried the middle-aged man on his back and ran out.

　　Ji Ziling followed, waved a green light, and sank into the seriously injured man to help stabilize the injury.

　　"Thank you, thank you." The woman kept thanking.

　　He ran all the way to the hospital, but fortunately, he had no problem with his iron shirt.

　　However, he felt tired after not walking for long, and when he was exhausted, he felt sleepy.

　　Fortunately, the hospital was not far away. As soon as Jiang Changkong arrived, a doctor came to help pick up the middle-aged man.

　　"Let's go."

　　Ji Ziling turned around and left.

　　Jiang Changkong shook his body, feeling tired.

　　The woman still thanked at the door: "Thank you, thank you so much."

　　"You go in and take care of him." Jiang Changkong dropped a word and followed Ji Ziling closely.

　　"He was injured by a cow. Do you want to be a butcher?"

　　Ji Ziling said suddenly.

　　"Just curious." Jiang Changkong smiled and said nothing.

　　Ji Ziling didn't speak any more.

　　The two parted, Jiang Changkong wiped his sweat secretly, tired.

　　But looking at the spirit, couldn't help but smile:

　　"not bad."

　　It was five more points and saved someone.

　　At 21 o'clock, the person who was seriously injured just now escaped at five o'clock.

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