I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 139: Awesome primary treatment
"I seem to have seen the beautiful nurse who was not so good just now, why are you not there anymore?"
The fat man looked around with a pair of thieves. All his spirits just now focused on the five-finger hypnosis taught by Yang Fan, and he only had a vague sense of everything that happened around him.
It seemed that Chen Xin was swaying in front of his eyes, scratching his head and twisting his buttocks. He didn’t expect this to wake up, but the person was gone.
I feel very disappointed.
Finally, five-finger hypnosis was practiced. He was looking for an experimental subject to show his skills.
Yang Fan raised her finger to the door and said softly: "Nurse Chen just went out. When she left, she complained about why you ignored her."
"Really?!" An Sheng's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait for a moment, rushed out with a swish.
Yang Fan smiled and shook his head. This little fat man was really heavy in revenge. Wasn’t he hypnotized by the nurse nurse and sister before, without real success?
As An Sheng emerged from the door, only Yang Fan and Song Zi An lying on the bed were unconscious.
Yang Fan no longer hesitated, waved his hand at Song Zian gently, and silently said in his heart: "Primary treatment!"
Spiritual power is pulled out according to a certain rule, and the surrounding spiritual power is also gathered and active, as if suddenly there is life, they have entered the injured place of Song Zi’an.
"Um~!"
Song Zi'an whispered unknowingly, with a trace of soothing pain in his pain, and his brow furrowed slowly.
The healing process lasted for about three seconds. Yang Fan clearly felt that Song Zi'an's qi and blood fluctuations were rising steadily, and his life energy was no longer as weak as before.
"You used the primary healing technique for Song Zi'an, a 7th-level warrior, and the skills were successfully released. Song Zi'an's injuries were slightly healed, and his vitality was +100."
"You use primary healing techniques for Song Zi'an, a 7th-level warrior, with successful treatment, +1 mental power, and +2 skill proficiency."
The system prompts followed, although it was said that Song Zi’an’s injury healed slightly, but in Yang Fan’s opinion, Song Zi’an was actually more than half healed. The broken bone was reset and the internal bleeding was completely stopped. The recovery ability of the class warrior, plus a hundred points of life energy supplement, he will be able to recover as before in less than a day.
This kind of healing effect has far exceeded Yang Fan's psychological expectations. Although primary treatment cannot completely restore a serious injury like Song Zi'an immediately, it is actually quite good to save a life at a critical moment.
A very practical nanny skill. In the future, he will have the opportunity to go out to hunt monsters and beasts. Even with this advantage alone, he will have a place in the monster hunt.
After all, whether playing games or in reality, a character like a nurse is indispensable.
Yang Fan’s body flickered, and his head was a little dizzy. The application of primary healing techniques directly consumed his 20 points of mental strength, and now he only has 16 points of available mental reserve.
This kind of feeling is very bad, even in the game, he is always used to reserve some mental power for unexpected, especially in reality, because you never know when there will be danger. , No backhand, no hidden cards, no sense of security.
"No more waves like this in the future, no matter how wasted mental energy, we must reserve a life-saving skill reserve."
Yang Fan admonishes himself in his heart. After all, this is the end of the world. Don’t relax your vigilance because of some details and scenes in the city. The monsters outside the city have been watching. The people in the city are not necessarily all good people. Be careful. No big mistake.
"Hmm~!"
On the hospital bed, Song Zian's brow twitched slightly, and after a moan, he slowly opened his eyes.
He feels a little stuffy on his chest, and itches a little on the breastbone and ribs. He couldn’t help but wanted to raise his hand and rub his chest. As soon as his eyes opened, he saw a picture that made him feel A smiley face that is extremely disgusting and terrifying.
Yang Fan was at the top of his head and looked down at Song Zi’an. The smile on his face seemed sincere, and he smiled like a flower.
But I don’t know why. The more Yang Fan laughs, the more Song Zi’an feels cold, and a scene of a weasel standing in front of the chicken cage appears in his mind.
Unfortunately, he seemed to be the trembling chicken in the cage.
"What's going on here? Are all the people in the class dead, why would I let the murderer who injured me stand in front of my bed so majestic that I don't think I died fast enough? "
"Where is Zhao Chu? Where is Xia Zixuan? And why are Xu Le and Gao Bin all absent? Why should I let someone like me seriously injured face the monster Yang Fan alone?!
Song Zi was so worried that he had scolded all his gang friends in the class in his mind. Unexpectedly, these people couldn't count on each other when it was critical.
This is Yang Fan, a waste he didn't care about. But now the salted fish turned over and gave a set of wild bull fists to the monsters in the great circle.
Until now, Song Zi'an still can't forget the feeling of powerlessness and fear when Yang Fan shot down Yang Fan when he shot him. He couldn't avoid it and couldn't resist it. At that moment, he even felt the death call.
It is terrible!
If possible, Song Zi'an definitely doesn't want to experience it a second time!
"Student Song Zi'an, seeing me here to take care of you, not touched, surprised, surprised, unexpected?" Yang Fan looked at Song Zi'an gently: "Did you feel that the whole world is full of you? Caring?"
Song Zi'an's mouth twitched, and he went to care for it, it should be intimidation, and the whole world was full of deep maliciousness to him!
"Yang Fan, what exactly do you want? I have said that it was a misunderstanding before. I really never thought about embarrassing you."
Yu Guang of Song Zi’an glanced at the door of the ward, and found that it was empty and empty, even without a nurse, and his heart was instantly cold.
Yang Fan smiled, and squinted at Song Zi'an: "So, I also feel very puzzled. Our two of us have always been well water and no river water. Our classmates haven't even said three sentences in three years. No complaints, why do you suddenly jump out and trouble me?"
"Don’t say anything misunderstood, I’m jealous of my promotion and so on. I don’t like my martial art talent, but my brain is still there, and I can distinguish between black and white."
Song Zian smiled bitterly: "But all this is really just a misunderstanding. If you don't say that, what would you want me to say?"
The mouth is still stiff.
It seems that the lessons given to him in the classroom were still not enough.
Yang Fan is too lazy to ink with him again. After a while, Zhang Fengyu and Chen Xin will prepare to come over and treat Song Zi'an's wounds together. In fact, he doesn't have much time to talk with Song Zi'an alone.
Can't delay anymore!
"I originally wanted to save a little mental energy, but I didn't expect this one by one, it made people feel uneasy!"
Yang Fan sighed and slowly extended Song Zi'an's right hand to Song Zi'an.
If one finger and two are too ink, the real man will come up with his strongest state as soon as he comes up.
All five fingers stretched out, and with Yang Fan's overflowing spiritual power, he instantly attracted Song Zi'an's mind.
Actually, Song Zian originally refused. After all, in the Yanwu room, he had personally seen Yang Fan just stretch out his palm and sway casually. Huang Zhong, the sixth grade of the martial arts master, knelt down directly.
So, when he saw Yang Fan holding out the palm of his right hand toward him, he instinctively wanted to close his eyes and turn his head to one side, so he wouldn’t even look at it with his right hand.
But he did not expect that while Yang Fan stretched out his right hand, his left hand was not idle. He directly pressed his forehead, opened his eyelids, and forced him to look straight.
What a terrible bully!
Song Zi felt sad and indignant, and 10,000 MMPs in his mind greeted Yang Fan and the ancestors behind him, but soon his consciousness began to be confused, and he seemed to no longer be himself. .
Yang Fan reached out and patted on his left face: "Small sample, fight with brother, you are still a little bit younger."
Song Zi'an didn't speak, his expression had become sluggish, and his perception of the outside world was basically zero.
"You have performed five-finger hypnosis on Song Zi'an, a 7th-level warrior, and the hypnosis was successful. Song Zi'an was in a state of hypnosis. Your understanding of the five-finger hypnosis has been slightly improved, mental power +1, spiritual will +1, skills +2 proficiency."
Yang Fan looked at his mental strength, and there were 11 points left. After all, hypnosis is not a professional spiritual secret technique, and it does not consume much. If it were not for the purpose of enhancing the effect of hypnosis, even if he did not use a little mental energy, he could actually achieve the purpose of hypnosis, but it would take more time.
"Tell me, why should I be an enemy?" Yang Fan asked Song Zi'an again.
Song Zi'an said flatly without any expression or emotion: "It is Xia Zixuan. She said that if I dare to attack you with a punch, she will accept my invitation to dinner with her tonight."
Yang Fan raised her eyebrows, but did not expect the future and destiny of someone. In the eyes of these classmates, it was only a chance to have dinner with the beauty.
Xia Zixuan, it was actually she who was tricking in the dark.
"What's the reason?" Yang Fan continued to ask: "Xia Zixuan will not come to trouble for no reason, right?"
"Because of Huayue." Song Zi'an said: "Every time she enters the classroom with Huayue, your eyes are always on Huayue's body, not even looking at her, she feels humiliated. , Very uncomfortable."
Poof!
Yang Fan wants to vomit blood, what kind of special can be regarded as a reason? Just because Laozi only looks at Huayue but not you, do you have a grudge?
What kind of psychology is this? Yang Fan can’t remember how popular he is among these girls?
Oh!
After hearing footsteps outside, Yang Fan shook his head slightly, and whispered a few words to Song Zi'an. Once he snapped his fingers, Song Zi'an slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep again.
At the same time, the door of the ward was opened, Zhang Fengyu stepped up and walked in, Chen Xin followed behind him, pushing some bone-joining, hemostatic co-existing drugs.
An Sheng babblingly followed behind Chen Xin, plucking his eyebrows at Yang Fan with pride and looking at him, as if the experiment had succeeded, and the expression of Nurse Chen Xin did have a little bit different from when he just went out. different.
For this, Yang Fan is not surprised. As a first-class spiritual teacher, his mental strength is five to ten times as much as that of ordinary martial arts. If this can’t hypnotize Chen Xin, it can only be explained. This fat man, An Sheng, is really too wasteful.
"Huh? This classmate’s injury seems to have recovered!"
Only glancing at ~IndoMTL.com~ Zhang Fengyu noticed the abnormality of Song Zi'an, and quickly approached, reaching for the pulse of Song Zi'an's right hand.
"It's really better than half!"
"How can this be possible? A hundred days of broken muscles and bones, even a samurai who has suffered such a broken bone, combined with the healing treatment of the restoration of the elixir, will take at least three to ten days. The recovery period cannot be faster anymore!"
Zhang Fengyu feels like hell.
He was quite sure about the severity of Song Zi’an’s injury in the body. It was a serious injury that would be completely over in just one step. It took only a few minutes to recover to the point where he could be discharged and adjusted himself.
But now, the facts are in front of him. The internal bleeding at Song Zi’an’s heart has been completely stopped, the cracks in the sternum are completely repaired, and the broken ribs are automatically restored to the connection. The method of bone joining is perfect. The bones are sutured. Completely, there is no trace of stagnation, even if Zhang Fengyu personally shot it, he could not be so precise and perfect.
Such a bone-joining method is simply art.
More importantly, in Song Zi'an's body, Zhang Fengyu didn't even notice any traces of elixir, spirit fruit, or even psionic energy. This shows that Song Zi'an has not taken any external healing medicine at least for the last 24 hours.
Zhang Fengyu couldn't help turning his head to look at Yang Fan who had been standing in front of the hospital bed. He wanted to ask, what happened to Song Zi'an within five minutes after he went out to prepare appliances and medicines?
How can there be such a magical medical technique in this world that a person with a sternum cracked and severely injured can recover almost completely in such a short period of time?
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