Zhang Xiaotian carefully studied the Yanmeng app and found out.
Here, as long as you have contribution points, you can do a lot of things and redeem a lot of treasures.
Obviously, Zhang Xiaotian does not have enough contribution value.
Suddenly, his address book lit up, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Who wants to add me as a friend?"
He still has Song Xuanyu, Han Daoming, and Wei Xianxian, but no one else. But Song Xuanyu just added these three for him, who else can he add?
Zhang Xiaotian clicked on that person's homepage and wrote in his signature: I am Miss Qiudi!
It turns out to be Mu Qiudi!
Mu Qiudi's current rating is actually yellow.
You must know that Mu Qiudi is not one of those in the auxiliary sequence, but is rated yellow in the combat sequence, which is higher than his rating.
It seems that this Mu Qiudi is not an ordinary person, he is stronger than himself.
The funny thing is that I thought she was an ordinary person.
Zhang Xiaotian approved her friend application and chatted for a few words, but Zhang Xiaotian stopped chatting.
Because at this moment, someone from the Medical Saint Pavilion is coming.
"Doctor, would you like to check on me?" A gray-faced man said sitting in front of Zhang Xiaotian.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiaotian frowned slightly, checked the man's pulse, and immediately looked at the man and said, "I guess you said you are in a shady profession, right?"
The yin energy entered the body and penetrated deep into the bone marrow, devouring his vitality crazily. It could be said that his life was hanging by a thread!
This man was obviously still a strong middle-aged man, but his whole body was wrapped in the aura of death.
Obviously, this is corpse poison invading physical strength!
If this is the case, within three months, this person will definitely die!
Hearing Zhang Xiaotian's words, the middle-aged man couldn't help but tremble all over. This was the biggest secret in his heart, but it seemed that Zhang Xiaotian had forgotten it at a glance.
"Doctor, can my disease be cured?" The man looked at Zhang Xiaotian and said with a trembling voice.
This man's name is Wu Yong. To put it mildly, he is a gold-touching captain, but to put it another way, he is a tomb robber.
A few years ago, he and several fellow villagers went out to rob tombs and encountered an accident. In that accident, his companions died, and he was the only one who survived.
Although he came back alive, his health was failing. He was getting worse day by day. He went to many big hospitals to no avail, and was dogged by the disease.
He was obviously only thirty years old, but now he looks like he is forty or fifty years old.
For so many years, I have been running around for treatment, but my condition is getting worse and worse.
Zhang Xiaotian looked at the other party coldly and sneered: "People like you make the dead souls unable to rest in peace. Don't you think you deserve it?"
Zhang Xiaotian didn't have the slightest fondness for these tomb robbers, and he had no intention of saving them.
Wu Yonggong suddenly knelt on the ground, kowtowing, and said: "Doctor, save me! Save me! It's all my fault. After that time, I regretted it. I never dare to rob a tomb again."
Oh, please save me!"
Wu Yong kowtowed so hard that his forehead bled.
"Mr. Zhang, this is..." Huang Zhonglou stood aside and asked.
Zhang Xiaotian squinted his eyes slightly, and finally sighed: "Hey, they say that doctors have a parent-like heart, and they can't just ignore death. So, come with me."
"Thank you, sir, for helping me!" Wu Yong said with tears in his eyes, looking very excited.
Zhang Xiaotian said this, obviously he has a way to detoxify corpses.
In the backyard of Yisheng Pavilion, there was a large vat. Zhang Xiaotian added water and asked Huang Zhonglou to light a fire underneath.
Soon, a raging fire broke out below.
After more than ten minutes, Zhang Xiaotian felt the water temperature before letting Wu Yong in.
Wu Yong gritted his teeth and jumped in. Even if it was a frying pan, in order to survive and the doctor told you to jump, you had to jump in!
Zhang Xiaotian put a lot of medicinal materials for preparation in this large vat.
He wanted to use these medicinal materials to force out the corpse poison and yin energy from Wu Yong's body.
Because the corpse poison had been in his body for too long, it had eroded his internal organs and bone marrow.
The hospital was completely helpless.
However, Zhang Xiaotian used his inner energy to force out all the corpse poison and yin energy from Wu Yong's body.
But he felt that this tomb robber was not worthy of what he did.
An hour later, Wu Yong's whole body turned red and he looked very painful.
Zhang Xiaotian slapped the opponent on the back.
Puff!
Wu Yong spit out a mouthful of black blood.
After all the corpse poison had been eliminated, Zhang Xiaotian pulled Wu Yong out of the medicine jar.
Before Wu Yong had time to react, he felt dizzy and was thrown onto a prepared hospital bed.
"Tianxuan Acupuncture!"
All this was not over yet, Zhang Xiaotian had a black silver fire needle in his hand, and immediately the silver light flashed, and a silver needle had already pierced the opponent's back.
Then, the second one, the third one...
Zhang Xiaotian's speed is so fast that it's dazzling!
In the blink of an eye, Useless's back was covered with silver needles.
"This kind of acupuncture technique is really amazing!"
This was not the first time that Song Xuanyu watched Zhang Xiaotian perform acupuncture, but every time he performed acupuncture, it shocked and inspired him.
Therefore, these three Taishan Beidou in the field of traditional Chinese medicine want to come to Yisheng Pavilion to be doctors so much because they want to learn a little bit from Zhang Xiaotian.
Huang Zhonglou watched quietly. Although he didn't understand acupuncture, he was still shocked.
Because Zhang Xiaotian's acupuncture looks like an art performance, it's simply amazing.
"Ah! I can't hold on any longer!" Wu Yong roared, his eyes opened wider than a bell, and immediately a mouthful of blood spurted out. The black blood fell on the white sheets, and a burst of black smoke suddenly appeared.
"Call it off!" Zhang Xiaotian took the silver needle.
At this time, Wu Yong's face had turned rosy, and the corpse poison in his body had been almost eliminated, leaving only a good health.
Zhang Xiaotian looked at Wu Yong, smiled, and said: "Don't hold it in, the toilet is on the left, don't pee on your pants."
He naturally understood what Wu Yong wanted to do most at this time.
I saw Wu Yong getting off the hospital bed and running to the toilet in a hurry.
Looking at him running, he seemed to be feeling very uncomfortable.
Corpse toxins can also be eliminated through urine. There are so many corpse toxins in his body and all his internal organs. It would be strange not to go to the toilet.
After a while, Wu Yong came out of the toilet, looking much more relaxed and a little more angry.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Zhang. Please accept my respects from Wu Yong!" Wu Yong thanked him.
"Don't thank me either. It is your job to treat illnesses and save people. Besides, this is not free treatment. The corpse poison in your body has eroded into your internal organs and bone marrow. It cannot be eliminated all at once. I will give you a prescription.
If you take it for three consecutive months, you will completely recover." Zhang Xiaotian said.
Wu Yong took the prescription and carefully collected it as if he had found a treasure.
"Okay, go ahead and pay. One million, clearly marked price!" Zhang Xiaotian said.
When Wu Yong heard this, his expression suddenly became very exciting...