Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself

Chapter 83: Only separated by a layer of paper

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The eight SWAT guards did die, and their bodies were hidden in a utility room. They were all young, and their eight fresh lives were gone like this, never to come back again.

Ning Tao bowed deeply to the corpses of the eight special police officers before closing the door and returning to the large experimental area.

The devices that interfere with communications have been turned off in the large experimental area, and the bomb has also been dismantled. The speed with which she did things surprised Ning Tao, and he became more aware of the secret that she was an agent. Every agent is an all-round warrior, capable of parachuting at high altitudes and diving in sea battles, and she is probably such an all-round warrior.

Jiang Hao put the pliers that were used to cut the wire aside and relaxed from her nervous state. She said to Ning Tao: "If we fail and that guy presses the detonation button, this laboratory will be bombed." fly."

Ning Tao was still frightened, "Then you didn't wait for the bomb disposal experts to come and defused it yourself?"

"I am a bomb disposal expert, who should I wait for? Every second longer this bomb exists is another second more of a threat." Jiang Hao said, and suddenly remembered something, "Have you found them? They..."

Ning Tao's expression suddenly darkened, "They all died."

Jiang Hao looked up at the ceiling above his head and muttered softly, "Comrade, go on your way."

There are never quiet years, but there are people who carry the burden for us, such as people like Jiang Hao, such as the eight special forces who sacrificed their lives, and thousands of people like them.

Ning Tao removed the anesthetic needle that was still stuck on Lin Qinghua's neck, but Lin Qinghua did not wake up. Ning Tao had a way to wake him up, a little spiritual power could do it, but he didn't do it. The environment here is so chaotic, it would be bad if Lin Qinghua was suddenly awakened and stimulated, revealing the face of a new demon.

Ning Tao pushed Lin Qinghua and his chair into the office.

All the computer hard drives in the office had been removed, and the floor was littered with books and information. It is not difficult to guess the purpose of that special team. They wanted to take away Lin Qinghua and what they considered important in this laboratory.

Jiang Hao ended the moment of silence, made a phone call and entered Lin Qinghua's office. She glanced at the messy office, and then said: "I have already notified people to come. This place is remote and it will probably take a while."

Ning Tao said: "How about I leave first? I have nothing to do here."

Jiang Hao gave Ning Tao a roll of his eyes, "So many people died here, your footprints are everywhere on the battlefield, and you killed almost all those militants. Isn't it too casual for you to just leave? No, You have to stay and I’ll take you back after finishing the notes.”

Ning Tao nodded, and he really couldn't be so casual.

Jiang Hao said again, "It's a pity that no one was left alive, otherwise the interrogation would have yielded something valuable." Her eyes moved to Ning Tao's face, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "It's all my fault. Your shooting skills are so good that you shot that guy in the head with one shot."

Ning Tao smiled bitterly, "Is it interesting for you to tease me like this?"

Jiang Hao walked towards the sofa, "But it's remarkable that you have such a result for your first time shooting. Come to me when you have time, and I will teach you how to shoot. I believe you will become a sharpshooter."

Ning Tao shook his head, "I'm a doctor, why should I learn to shoot?"

He is a cultivator, he does not need to practice marksmanship. What he needs is to continuously improve his spiritual power and learn more advanced uses of spiritual power, such as spells and so on. At that time, what other marksmanship did he need? After this battle, he also gained a new understanding of himself. Although he was a cultivator and had spiritual power to protect his body, at this stage, his spiritual power was far from being able to withstand bullet attacks. His spiritual energy field is difficult to defend against attacks that are very fast and exert force on a very small point, such as knives, daggers, wood and glass fragments, etc. He will have to pay attention to avoid fighting in the future. Get hurt by these things.

Just when Ning Tao was thinking about this, Jiang Hao, who was walking next to the sofa, suddenly grabbed the hem of the T-shirt, lifted it up with both hands, and the bloody T-shirt was pulled off her body.

Ning Tao's eyes suddenly moved to her uncontrollably, and he was stunned. If you don't agree with me, you'll take off your clothes. What are you doing

Jiang Hao was lying on the sofa, with only a flesh-colored bra on her upper body. What was exposed to the air was not only the slender but muscular waist, but also large areas of fair and delicate skin, as well as wood slag and glass fragments stuck on her back, and some wounds were still bleeding.

"Have you seen enough? If you have seen enough, come over and help me treat my wounds." Jiang Hao said.

Only then did Ning Tao come to his senses. He quickly found a first aid kit and then treated the wounds on Jiang Hao's back. He took out a bottle of medical alcohol from the first aid kit and poured it on her back.

"Yeah!" Jiang Hao snorted, clutching the leather cover of the sofa with both hands, with a painful expression on his face.

Alcohol and wounds, that kind of pain cannot be solved by bravery.

After disinfecting, Ning Tao used tweezers to grab a piece of glass and pull it out.

"Hiss..." Jiang Hao's brows knitted together.

Ning Tao smiled and said: "You are not even afraid of death, but you are still afraid of pain?"

Jiang Hao turned around and glared at Ning Tao, "You still have the nerve to make fun of me? Who vomited just now?"

Ning Tao used tweezers to pick up an alcohol cotton ball and placed it on Jiang Hao's untreated wound, which was close to her buttocks and in the middle of the "Y" line. The cotton ball was placed there, leaning against a black elastic band, which was particularly eye-catching, like a rabbit's little tail.

Feeling the pain, Jiang Hao looked back, her beautiful eyes almost bursting with fire. She gritted her teeth, "You did it on purpose, right?"

Ning Tao had a serious expression on his face, "I was treating your wounds, and you actually said that to me. Do you believe that I will treat your wounds again?"

Jiang looked fierce, "You dare to do it to me? You do it, you do it!"

Ning Tao, "..."

As soon as the wounds on his body were treated, Jiang Hao didn't even bother to put on a T-shirt. He pressed Ning Tao on the sofa and wanted to treat his wounds. But what she saw was a clean back. Although there were some small wounds on Ning Tao's back that were punctured by wood debris and glass, the wood debris and glass fragments in the wounds were gone, and there were signs of scarring on the wounds.

Jiang Hao said in surprise: "My back is almost broken, how come you are okay?"

Ning Tao took the opportunity to sit up from the sofa, "I have thick skin and thick flesh. I have been practicing kung fu since I was a child. What does this small injury mean? You don't need to help me deal with it. Just put on your clothes."

In fact, it was the spiritual energy field that squeezed out the wood chips and glass fragments stuck in his back from the wounds. His spiritual power is the special spiritual power of a natural middleman between good and evil, with a healing aura. If he can't heal even a small injury on his body, what kind of special spiritual power is that

But there was no way to tell Jiang Hao such a secret.

Moreover, Jiang Hao, who only had a flesh-colored bra on his upper body, really caused him a lot of trouble. The angry girls on the left and the girl on the right, as well as the white lower abdomen with clearly visible eight-pack abs, and the inverted crotch line, they all seemed to be tempting him to do something passionate.

What's worse is that he suddenly recalled the first kiss Jiang Hao stole, and her taste seemed to still linger on his lips.

Jiang Hao suddenly became quiet and looked at Ning Tao intently.

Their eyes met, and a strange magnetic field was born between the two.

The waltz on the battlefield, and the sudden first kiss, the relationship between the two seemed to have changed subtly.

Jiang Hao didn't say anything, but her body "pressed" Ning Tao who was sitting on the sofa...

Ning Tao was inexplicably nervous, "Well, I remembered that the mercenary killer Qiu Meng said that his employer was an American named Nicholas Conway. Could these militants be sent by that person named Nicholas Conway? of?"

Jiang Hao put his hands on the back of the sofa behind Ning Tao, and a "Shadong" was born.

Ning Tao leaned his back hard on the sofa, but Jiang Hao's angry part was still "glaring at him" aggressively, like turning on the high-beam headlights, making him afraid Look directly.

"I have thought of it a long time ago, but I don't want to talk about it." Jiang Hao said.

"So what do you want to talk about?"

"Do not talk."

Ning Tao, "..."

"Yeah!" A voice suddenly sounded in the space full of hormone factors.

Seeing that he was about to fall on Ning Tao, Jiang Hao hurriedly propped himself up on the sofa and stood up. He grabbed the T-shirt on the sofa and put it on.

The moaning sound came from Lin Qinghua's mouth, and he woke up.

"I... you..." Lin Qinghua looked at Jiang Hao and Ning Tao who were both in the office with surprised eyes. He tried hard to recall what happened, but it was obviously in vain. He could only recall before he was anesthetized by the anesthesia needle. He had no idea what happened next.

"You guys chat, I'll go outside and take a look." Jiang Hao strode away with a frighteningly red face.

Lin Qinghua calmed down quickly. After Jiang Hao went out, he lowered his voice and said, "Master, what happened? Why are you here?"

Ning Tao was speechless, "I'm not your master. Don't call me master. How many times do you have to repeat this?"

Lin Qinghua said: "It's your business if you always refuse, and I respect your decision, but I will try my best to impress you. I believe that one day I will convince you to accept me as your disciple. You don't let me call you Master , I don’t dare to call you A Tao, how about I call you Boss?”

Ning Tao shrugged his shoulders and was speechless.

Lin Qinghua stood up from the pulley office chair. His body swayed and he felt a little weightless. Then, his eyes moved to the door inadvertently, and a second later he opened his throat, "Ah-"

He saw the corpse lying on the ground, and the brains scattered on the ground like beans.

Ning Tao couldn't help but shook his head, and said secretly in his heart: "How dare you still want to be my disciple? Qing Zhui is a demon, and you are also a demon, but you are too far behind, right? Qing Zhui is a clinician. Nurse, you’re not even qualified to sweep the floor.”

I wonder how Lin Qinghua, a Ph.D. in biology and the future chairman of Blueprint Biotechnology Company, would feel knowing what the "master" he admired was thinking in his mind at the moment.