"Mr. Saint, my name is Night Doctor." The epidemic doctor smiled, his orange eyes full of compassion.
Now he is both a doctor and a saint, and he is extremely satisfied now. In the past, he only saved sentient beings, but now he saves both sentient beings and the world.
He suddenly became taller.
"Okay, Mr. Night Doctor, I think we should discuss first how to cure the world's diseases." Luo Qing nodded obediently and gave a suggestion.
But the night doctor shook his head, turned his gray beak mask to the still sluggish crowd, and said: "There are already patients queuing up now, and I need to help them see a doctor first."
The father in the crowd widened his eyes and was about to shout when he was interrupted by Luo Qing's words: "No, Mr. Night Doctor, although the Saint and the Epidemic Doctor are both doctors, the Saint's treatment method is different from that of the Epidemic Doctor.
Same."
After a meal at night, the doctor turned around and wondered: "What's the difference?"
Luo Qing glanced at his father, stepped forward and pulled Ye Yi away to fly away.
"There are many diseases in the world, some are minor and some are serious. Although doctors shouldn't pick patients, some patients really can't wait too long." Luo Qing explained, taking out his mobile phone and sending a few messages to Taoist priests and Wa Long.
message.
The night doctor nodded in approval: "Indeed, there are still too few doctors. It's just that what Mr. Saint said is wrong. Diseases are regardless of size. We should eliminate any disease."
"Having said that, if there are two patients in front of you, one is about to die and the other has thirty years left to live, who would you save first?" Luo Qing read the replies from the two and took Ye Yi to the hospital.
He turned in one direction and asked calmly: "Besides, if you have been saving sentient beings, how can you save the world?"
Night Doctor murmured with some confusion: "First save the people who are about to die, then save the world, and save it within thirty years."
As he spoke, he fell silent. He found that he himself had not thought about this problem, and that diseases really seemed to come in different sizes.
Luo Qing smiled and nodded: "Look, Mr. Ye Yi also knows this truth, so I came up with a way to get the best of both worlds."
Doctor Ye was stunned, quickly flew to the front, and asked urgently: "What method?"
Luo Qing smiled and sped up, slowly landing in front of a suburban villa, where a Taoist priest was standing respectfully at the door.
The night doctor quickly followed. He just glanced at the Taoist priest, and then said with some tangle: "This gentleman is also sick."
The Taoist priest was startled, and subconsciously took a step back, looking at Luo Qing tremblingly. He felt that this strange man with a beak was really dangerous, the kind of danger that his senses were warning him about.
Luo Qing waved his hand to let the Taoist priest go first, then walked towards the villa and said slowly: "Mr. Ye Yi, what do you think of this place?"
Ye Yi hesitated for a while, but still followed Luo Qing. He looked around and commented: "It's just a place to stay, nothing special."
Luo Qing smiled: "I am quite powerful among ordinary people. Mr. Ye Yi can transform this place into what he likes, and then I will let many patients who are in urgent need of surgery come here every day."
"This way you can pick some of the cured patients as apprentices during the operation and train new doctors. I can call you at any time when the world needs treatment. How about that?"
Doctor Ye's eyes lit up. He looked at Luo Qing with some emotion and said, "As expected of Mr. Saint, you are indeed the best doctor."
Luo Qing smiled sincerely and said: "We are all doctors in the world, and we should help each other. When there are patients that I can't handle, I need to trouble Mr. Ye Yi, right?"
"No problem!" Doctor Ye nodded repeatedly and couldn't wait to ask: "Then when will we start receiving patients?"
Luo Qing looked at the afternoon sky and said seriously: "There will be patients arriving early tomorrow morning. You can decorate this place in advance to give all patients a good impression and promote the profession of doctor!"
Doctor Ye's eyes were filled with perseverance. He touched the beak mask and said, "Don't worry, I won't let down any patient!"
Luo Qing nodded with satisfaction: "Then I will arrange the patients. You may be very busy later."
"No problem, go ahead!" Night Doctor nodded repeatedly, turned around and his magic power surged. An operating table quickly appeared out of nothing, and the surrounding walls began to be affected by the magic power and gradually changed their style.
After walking out of the villa, Luo Qing couldn't stop smiling under his mask. He turned to look at the Taoist priest in the corner, grabbed him and immediately flew to Wa Long's office.
When he saw Wa Long and Ah Fu, Luo Qing's saintly attire gradually disappeared. He sat on the boss's chair and said: "This matter can be attributed to the black hand. You can see for yourself what you can get. If some people
If you don’t believe it, you can let Afu show his hands.”
Wa Long bowed respectfully and said excitedly: "Don't worry, boss, all forces are happy to send cancer patients here. After all, no one can guarantee whether he will be the next one."
Luo Qing nodded, thought for a moment, and the divine power of the Horse Talisman exploded across the three people present, eliminating some hidden diseases that they might have.
"Now that you are free of diseases, it's best to let your men arrange the patients, otherwise I can't guarantee that you won't be sectioned." Luo Qing yawned, stood up, and walked out.
When he walked to the window, he paused and asked: "How long will it take for the spell and the evil spirit?"
"I'll be there before dinner." Wallon replied respectfully.
"Well done." Luo Qing showed a smile, flashed red, and flew away quickly.
Diseases such as cancer and leukemia, which humans have no control over, are nothing at all under the reorganization of epidemic medicine.
The number of terminally ill people around the world is so huge. As long as the black hands send out the news, terminally ill patients all over the world will line up to be cut into pieces.
This not only solves the employment problem of night doctors, but the black hands can also gain huge profits through this matter, and even the intelligence system will spread to the whole world.
This kind of thing that benefits oneself, others, and the whole world.
Really, besides the epidemic doctor, Luo Qing couldn't find any other way. It was simply awesome!
As for whether all terminal diseases can be cured? There is no need to worry about this. There are still many diseases that cannot be cured in the world, such as HIV, which can still be cured by epidemic doctors.
There are definitely people who are willing to trade their appearance for the cure of their disease.
Therefore, patients do not need to worry about it.
The most important thing is the legend. This is a legend. From now on, we will be a group. Sure enough, it is easier to gather the wool of righteousness.
Back in the castle, Luo Qing hummed a happy tune and entered the library. He looked up at the rewards waiting to be received by Order.
Luo Qing opened the memory stone and began to watch. He did not continue to use the reward of overclocking comprehension on alchemy.
Now that you have started learning alchemy, you only need to extract all the alchemy-related books in the memory stone.
What he needs now is the practice of undead magic, otherwise all his evil spirit power will feel useless.
Luo Qing stood up, found a few thick notebooks, and began to copy the alchemy secrets.
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Hollywood.
The Holy Lord silently stared in the direction of San Francisco, with neither joy nor sadness in his eyes. It was true that he killed the Saint of Order, but he would not stop the Saint from resurrecting, and was even happy to see it.
Without him, he also needs the world to recover. Every time the world recovers a little, he will have more strength when he gets his body back. There is nothing wrong with this.
As for whether he did something wrong 50,000 years ago, it doesn't matter. The eight demons are immortal. Regardless of hatred or mistakes, they will not have a great impact on him.
When the order began to disintegrate, the Holy Lord came back to his senses and asked speechlessly: "Why did you hide the magic book in the territory of China and the Soviet Union?"
"Isn't this just to prevent this situation? And if you put this thing in my kingdom, you won't be able to restore magic." Ximu's projection appeared and explained with a smile.
"Where exactly?" the Holy Lord asked angrily.
Each of them has so many back-ups. If the energy level of the world hadn't been constantly lowering, he might not have been needed. They would have been able to escape from hell, right?
"A little further, there is a small river there, in a hidden secret at the bottom of the river. The spell to open the door is"
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Dad's Antique Shop.
Dad walked back to the library with a sad face. He had just stabilized in the realm of the Archmage, and it was obviously impossible to break through again.
He gradually fell into silence as he looked at the magic book. The world has returned to the magician. The destiny that the teacher once said is gone and has been broken.
Dad adjusted his reading glasses and began to study the magic on it with a serious expression. Among them, he had already studied the teleportation magic and just had to practice.
It's just that what he is looking at now is not teleportation magic, but a kind of sealing magic, a magic that specializes in sealing righteous creatures.
Although the epidemic doctor is a legend, the upper limit of magic power in the world has just reached the magician.
It stands to reason that the greatest strength that the epidemic doctor can exert is the magister, but his magic has no effect on the epidemic doctor.
This is obviously wrong. The only thing is that he doesn't know how to use magic against righteous creatures.
And no one knows whether a kind and chaotic righteous creature like the epidemic doctor will be revived in the future, so he must know these things.
Ring ring ring.
The bell rang outside, and Xiaoyu walked in dejectedly.
"It's Xiaoyu, didn't you go to Moose Paradise with Chen Long? Why do you look unhappy?" Tru asked in surprise behind the checkout counter.
"I met Xiaozhu. He actually had a tattoo and laughed at me. Moreover, halfway through the game, Uncle Long actually had something to do and had to leave." Xiaoyu slumped on the sofa and replied weakly.
She felt that today was the worst holiday ever and her good mood was completely gone.
Tru thought for a while and said mysteriously: "Don't be sad, Xiaoyu, go to your room and have a look. Luo Qing came just now and brought you a gift."
Xiaoyu was startled and suddenly became energetic: "Really? What gift?"
Tru thought for a while and said: "It's in your room, you can see it when you open the door."
Xiaoyu was directly resurrected with full health, and ran up. When she opened the door, she saw the huge super moose on her bed.
She exclaimed, and her face instantly showed an expression of surprise. Her favorite is the super moose!
Without thinking, she pounced on the moose, held the moose tightly in her arms, and rolled on the bed. She decided that she would sleep with this moose in her arms from now on!
Ring ring ring.
A slight bell rang, Xiaoyu was stunned and relaxed slightly. Looking at the bells on the moose's neck, she instantly thought of the bells on the hem of Luo Qing's blood-colored windbreaker.
"Really, what kind of surprise are you doing?" Xiaoyu muttered, but then she smiled and rolled her eyes, feeling that Luo Qing was simply her best friend and would definitely become a lifelong friend in the future.
Thinking that her only friend didn't seem to support her tattoo, Xiaoyu suddenly felt relieved. If she didn't want to get a tattoo, she wouldn't get it. Anyway, she didn't want to make friends in the United States now.
But then she suddenly froze, thought of something, and the smile on her face grew wider. She immediately buried herself in the arms of the super moose and murmured.
"Who said tattoos are compulsory? As long as they look cool, it's fine?"