Director Li asked the nurse in charge of this floor to bring over the detailed information of the three students.
These three people are all students of Ji Zhuji High School. And by coincidence, they are all from Peiyuan District. One is from Building Materials High School, one is from Kamino High School, and the last one is from No. 59 Middle School.
Wang Ling's eyelids couldn't help but twitch as he looked at this information.
After all, No. 59 Middle School left him with many "unforgettable" memories...
Xie Hui
Wang Ling looked at the information. From the name alone, Wang Ling did not match the name with the person's face.
Wang Ling raised his eyes and began to look carefully at the young man lying on the ground, learning how to spin spider silk... The more he looked at him, the more he felt that this guy looked familiar!
In a few tenths of a minute, Wang Ling used the memory retrieval effect of the Great Memory Technique to finally recall the identity of the "Spider-Man" boy inside - this person was the follower of the bad senior He Bufeng, Kill Matt!
The reason why Wang Ling didn't recognize him at first glance was because he had shaved off his colorful hair! Now he is a serious bald man!
"..." Looking at Xie Hui now, Wang Ling sighed deeply in his heart: Sometimes, being bald really doesn't make you stronger... Even if you run and do push-ups every day, it's useless without air conditioning in the summer!
"Brother Ling, do you know this young man?" Lord Throwing Thunder felt that Wang Ling's expression was a little different when he saw this Xie Hui. Wang Ling's micro-expressions are actually easy to distinguish, because he usually has a paralyzed face, and you can see the slightest disturbance.
After Wang Ling thought carefully, he nodded noncommittally.
For No. 59 Middle School, Wang Ling felt that he could not talk about feelings or friendship.
But no matter what, Wang Ling could not deny that it was a place where memories had been left...
He stared at Xie Hui lying on the ground and frowned slightly. Then he shook his finger, and all three teenagers in the ward fell asleep. Xie Hui, who had been going crazy on the ground and spinning silk like Spider-Man before, was now collapsed on the ground and fast asleep. After that, Wang Ling used gravity to lure Xie Hui to the hospital bed, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
This is a disaster that the three of them will inevitably experience. No matter what the outcome is, Wang Ling cannot interfere.
This is all he can do.
Indiscriminate interference with the way of heaven will be punished by heaven...
Wang Ling felt very tired. He was just a 16-year-old high school student!
"It's actually quiet..." Director Li was surprised. He knew that this must be Master Ling who had used magical powers!
"Brother Ling's hibernation technique can make the user sleep for seven days and seven nights. Even if the sky falls, he will not be able to wake up..." This technique was very familiar to Zhenjun Diurei, because when he met Wang Ling a few years ago, he saw it. It was used by Wang Ling. However, at that time, Wang Ling was not yet able to cast spells accurately, and a large number of creatures fell asleep with just a wave of his hand.
Director Li's realm is not high, so he has a heartfelt respect for both Lord Throwing Thunder and Wang Ling.
You know, there are many patients in the hospital, and a large part of them can't sleep because of the pain. It's okay to meet ordinary people. A sleeping pill or an injection of sedative can solve the problem. But if you meet a cultivator, most cultivators' physiques are somewhat resistant to ordinary people's drugs.
Now, if I can learn this hibernation technique, my mother will no longer have to worry about my learning!
However, Director Li knew very well that he was just dreaming... Perhaps he would never be able to learn such great magical powers in his lifetime.
Therefore, after seeing Wang Ling cast a spell, Director Li's eyes were shining, and his admiration for this master Ling was like a torrential river, continuous and out of control...
And just when Director Li was sighing like this, he received a text message. It was sent by my master, Toya Sennin.
After seeing the content of the text message, Director Li couldn't help but frown.
Lord Throwing Thunder: "What's wrong?"
Director Li's expression was very sad: "Master said that the material in the potion is very special. It is more troublesome than he thought, and it will not be detected for a while."
While he was talking, Toya Sennin sent another picture, which was a laboratory report.
"Even Brother Dong was stumped?"
Lord Throwing Thunder suddenly felt that this matter was a bit strange, because these days, the only people who can rival Immortal Toya in terms of pharmaceutical technology are the presidium of pharmacists employed by the Huaguo Water Curtain Group and the alchemy masters from the Xiao clan... Lord Throwing Thunder I really can't think of anyone else who is stronger than Toya Sennin.
Through this matter, Lord Throwing Thunder discovered a new clue.
Is there anyone behind the Huaguo Water Curtain Group and the Xiao clan who colluded with Muxianbao? This matter is worth investigating.
"We have to wait for Master's next news, but with this preliminary test report, we can still analyze some of the pharmacological properties of the mutated potion."
At this point, Director Li suddenly thought of something and said to Wang Ling: "I wonder... Master Ling, can you move forward and perform a hibernation spell on the patient on the 30th floor?"
"What disease does he have?" Lord Throwing Thunder was really curious about the lunatic on the 30th floor.
"It's a case of severe delusion and schizophrenia, and he is naturally extremely resistant to drugs. We have used various treatment methods but the effect is minimal." Director Li sighed: "The key is that this patient has to say that he is a delusional person." The emperor’s descendants…”
Lord Throwing Thunder: "..."
"When you came here, did you see the fountain downstairs... The most troublesome place is right here!"
When he said this, Director Li felt that his head was as big as four: "The patient claimed that he knew the Kunpeng technique and was obsessed with jumping into the fountain from the 30th floor..."
"Why?"
Director Li: "He thinks... that fountain is a big fish sea pond."
Wang Ling and True Lord Throwing Thunder: "..."
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At the same time, downstairs in the hospital, the man in the suit and Song Qingshu were still communicating.
In the past few minutes, Song Qingshu thought hard for a long time and made a difficult decision: "Let's do this. Find someone...or yourself to smash the car they drove. No matter what the situation is now, they will ask How much news has been received, we have to disrupt their plans first! If the car is smashed, the worst thing is to pay for it. How much is a car worth? "
The man in a suit stared at the "car" that the Thunder-throwing Lord and Wang Ling were driving towards, and silently wiped his sweat: "Sir, are you sure you want to do this?"
Song Qingshu curled his lips: "I'll smash it if I ask you to! Where did all this nonsense come from! It's not like you paid for it! Having said that... I would like to know, what kind of car does this death-seeking senior drive? Ao Guanhai Limited edition? Chuan Jianguo limited edition?"
"Uh, none of them..."
"neither???"
Cultivators rarely drive, and most choose to fly with a sword, but it is not surprising to own a car. Because in many situations, driving will make you look more competent.
Therefore, under normal circumstances, the cars bought by high-level cultivators are very expensive.
At this time, Song Qingshu was really curious: "Then what kind of car are they driving?"
The man in the suit answered truthfully: "Tricycle..."
Song Qingshu: "..."
(End of chapter)