"Seven Seven."
After entering the inner room again, Bai Zhu called Qiqi over with a smile.
"Qiqi is here."
Qiqi stood obediently beside Baizhu. Although she was a herbal medicine collector, she would occasionally work as Baizhu's assistant and help him treat patients.
Her magic also has some healing effects.
"Bring me the largest, bluntest needle."
Bai Zhu still had that professional fake smile on his face, but the words he said made Qiqi, the little zombie, feel a little chilly.
Thickest... ... Bluntest... ...
With some questions in mind, Qiqi took notes and went to the pharmacy.
Soon, Bai Luo's voice began to echo over Bubu Lu.
"What? No anesthesia? Hard injection!?"
"What the hell! Are you stitching wounds or knitting sweaters?"
"Hiss... Didn't we agree to sew eight stitches? You got eighteen, right?"
"Huh? Eighty stitches?!"
Some people died, but not completely dead...
After an endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly got up from the bed. If you want to read the latest chapters, please download the iReader app and read the latest chapters for free without ads. The website is no longer updating the latest chapters, but the iReader app has updated the latest chapters.
He took a deep breath of fresh air, and his chest trembled.
Confused and puzzled, all kinds of emotions surged in my heart.
Where is this
Afterwards, Shi Yu subconsciously looked around and became even more confused.
A single dormitory
Even if he was successfully rescued, he should be in the ward now.
And my own body... How come there is no injury at all
With doubt, Shi Yu's eyes quickly swept across the room, and finally stopped on a mirror on the bedside.
The mirror showed his current appearance, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and very handsome.
But the problem is, this is not him! Download the iReader app and read the latest chapters for free without ads
Before, I was a handsome young man in his twenties with extraordinary bearing, and I had been working for some time.
And now, this appearance is only the age of a high school student...
This change made Shi Yu stunned for a long time.
Don't tell him that the operation was successful...
The body and appearance have changed. It is not a question of whether to have surgery or not, but a magical technique.
He has become a completely different person!
Could it be... that I traveled through time
In addition to the mirror placed at the head of the bed, which was obviously in a bad feng shui position, Shi Yu also found three books next to it.
Shi Yu picked it up and took a look. The title of the book instantly made him silent.
"A Must-Have Animal Breeding Manual for Novice Breeders"
Postpartum care for pets
"Guide to the Evaluation of Alien Animal Ear Girls"
Shi Yu:
The titles of the first two books are normal, but what’s wrong with the last one
"cough."
Shi Yu's eyes became serious and he stretched out his hand, but his arm soon became stiff.
Just as he was about to open the third book to see what it was, his brain suddenly felt a sharp pain and a large number of memories flooded back like a tide.
Icefield City.
Pet animal breeding base.
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Chapter 96 Salt-baked duck
When Bai Luo was pulled out, he was already half dead.
If it was fake before, it is real now.
Hard! Really hard! The blood spurted out, higher than when he stabbed himself, like a high-pressure water gun. If Qiqi hadn't used magic to keep him alive, he would have bled to death.
It turns out that you can’t offend those who study medicine.
In any case, his condition is under control, and his originally hideous wounds have been sutured. All he has to do is wait for him to recover.
This also made Bai Luo miss the Traveler's system.
A few sweet flower-stuffed chickens and a Teyvat fried egg can give you a chance to start over. This is much better than your own broken system, which doesn't even give you a blood bottle. It's so stingy.
The steamroller was replaced by a useless broken knife.
Give me back my steamroller!
Give me back Dior!
Give me back my youth!
After stitching and bandaging Bai Luo's wound, Bai Shu drove the Seventh Company of the Fatui back.
In Bai Luo's situation, he absolutely could not be taken care of by that group of rough men. He knew very well how severe the pain from the needle was.
If he died outside, he would be in big trouble.
So he arranged Bai Luo to stay in Bubulu's ward, intending to take care of him personally.
To be honest, Atractylodes macrocephala still has some compassion as a doctor.
Not only did he arrange the best room for Bai Luo, he also applied the herbal medicine himself and did not let anyone else do it.
After simply applying some herbal medicine, Bai Luo was basically able to get out of bed.
So under the roof covered with continuous rain, there was one more sad person.
Two people, one big and one small, sat on the doorstep, holding the wind slime that had split into two and become much smaller, and looked at the rain with loss.
One is idle, the other is in pain.
After the rain stopped, the two of them started staring at each other, as if they were playing a game in which whoever blinked first would lose.
My eyes are sore...
Bai Luo is not like Qiqi. After staring for a while, his eyes started to feel sore.
In just the instant he blinked, the two fingers had already enlarged in his sight.
“Ouch—”
Catching the wind slime that was almost scared away because of the disturbance, Qiqi looked at Bai Luo who was rolling on the ground with his eyes covered, and couldn't help but sigh.
“It really hurts.”
"... ..."
In the evening, Tartaglia came, but all the weapons he usually carried were gone, leaving only the bow hidden behind him that Bai Luo was very familiar with.
"Where are your weapons?"
Bai Luo asked curiously while drinking the medicinal porridge that Bai Zhu specially prepared for him.
In his impression, Tartaglia of the continent of Teyvat is proficient in all kinds of martial arts and can use everything, so he has a lot of weapons hidden on his body.
What happened today
Got it
"... ... you guess."
Looking at the Gong Zang floating behind him, Tartaglia's resentment has almost materialized. If Bai Luo had not been a patient at this time, he would have shot the other party's head off long ago.
Why do you talk so much nonsense and swear such a vicious oath
"Guess if I guess."
"Let me guess."
"You guessed wrong."
"... ..."
Tartaglia sighed softly. If Bai Luo had used his bickering skills on other things, he would have been like a bullied young wife, lonely and unable to sleep every night.
"I don't want to talk to you about this anymore. I want to ask you something."
After making sure that the area around the ward was full of Fatui he brought with him, Tartaglia lowered his voice and spoke in a low voice.
"Go ahead."
Bai Luo also put away his playful smile and became serious.
Because when Tartaglia is like this, it usually means he really has something to ask him, not that he wants to fight with him.
"Who is that Zhongli?"
The people of Liyue are difficult to bribe, especially in a special place like the Hall of Rebirth. Except for a very small number of people, most people join the Hall of Rebirth out of respect for the dead.
But after Tartaglia's unremitting efforts, he finally pried open a hole and found out some things.
This Zhongli was brought back by their hall master Hu Tao. His identity, place of origin and age are unknown. He is a handsome guy with no identity, no birthplace and no age.
But his insights on funeral ceremonies were not even inferior to those of previous hall masters. He even knew a thing or two about some things that even the hall master did not know.
For example, the unheard-of sky burial.
Therefore, his status in the Wangsheng Hall also rose steadily, and some of the older generation of people in the Wangsheng Hall also admired him very much.
Some worried people once reported the matter to Tianquan Star, but that person didn't seem to care about the appearance of such a person in the Wangsheng Hall, or... ... she knew exactly who this person was.
Therefore, Zhongli, whose origin is unknown, is accepted by everyone.
"Why are you looking for him?"
Bai Luo looked at Tartaglia with a strange expression and asked.
Do you think the burden is not heavy enough with me alone? If you add the Emperor, I am afraid you will not be able to bear it.
"He beat up our fools, how could we let him go so easily?"
Tartaglia slammed the table and said righteously.
In fact, he was just a little curious about how Zhongli could stab Bai Luo three times with such accuracy even though Bai Luo was invisible.
Challenging the strong and enjoying the fun of fighting have always been his goal.
"So nice to me?"
Bai Luo looked at Tartaglia in surprise and said.
He said he was very touched and planned to ask the young master to help pay the bill next time and the time after that.
"But you asked the wrong person. I don't know his situation either."
You absolutely cannot tell Tartaglia about Zhongli’s affairs.
It’s not that I’m afraid something might happen to Zhongli, but I’m afraid something might happen to this stubborn young man.
Zhongli now only has the idea of retiring. He still has all his divine power. If the young master tries to take out his divine heart, he might die even more miserably than the lady.