However, she is not a bad person like the Virgin Mary.
She can take care of some things, but she is not interested in taking care of some things.
In this genius medical school, the weak prey on the strong and the strong are respected. If you want to stay here and want to be respected, what's the use of crying. The only way is to improve your own strength.
Thinking of this, Hexi ignored the two of them, and appeared on her bed in a flash, closing her eyes and resting.
Tong Bing's pleading gaze towards Hexi turned into disappointment when he saw Hexi closed his eyes.
He bit his lip and stood there blankly, the tears that fell down became cold. Finally, he gritted his teeth, bent down to pick up his quilt, turned around and walked out the door.
When he walked out of the dormitory door, Tong Bing suddenly turned around and said in a choked voice: "Master Xuanmu, I... I will definitely work hard to get your approval."
However, before his voice fell, a gust of wind hit, and the door was slammed shut.
Tong Bing only felt pain in his nose and cheeks, and couldn't help but want to shed tears again.
But he still gritted his teeth and held back, turned around and went to the side utility room.
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Five days later, Hexi had basically figured out the general layout of Bijingxuan.
In other words, Eggy memorized Bijingxuan's rough map and defense situation.
Even, pretending to have taken the wrong path and walking around, she also let the little raccoon confirm the place where the witch's breath appeared.
And the people in Bijingxuan now have a much better attitude towards Hexi.
There was no other reason, under He Xi's conditioning, their lord's complexion really improved a lot, and five days passed, and the original illness did not show up again.
In the quiet private room, He Xi withdrew his hand from the middle-aged man's wrist, and said with a slight smile: "Although your condition has not eased, your physical condition has improved a lot. Maybe you don't have to wait ten days before you can have a craniotomy." .”
A gleam of joy flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and his withdrawn hand trembled slightly because of excitement.
No matter how powerful he is, how powerful he is, and how calm and calm he is, no one will care about his own life.
What's more, his illness is still in such an embarrassing and ugly way, as long as he thinks of his crazy appearance being seen by others, the middle-aged man feels more unbearable than death.
It's not that Lu Xuyang did not alleviate his pain before, but he could feel that the power in his mind that made him crazy was getting stronger and stronger.
However, the young man in front of him felt different after treatment.
Although the evil power in his brain did not decrease, it seemed to be bound by something, so that he no longer felt that his life was threatened in real time.
Just the conditioning treatment can make him feel alive again, what about the surgery? Can it really make him heal
The middle-aged man took a deep breath and quickly calmed down his surging emotions.
A pair of deep and dark eyes fell on Hexi, and slowly said: "These few days~ You have come to treat me every day, but you have never asked me who I am? Little girl, aren't you curious?"
Hexi smiled leisurely: "I asked curiously, will you tell me?"
Facing the gaze of the middle-aged man, Hexi spread her hands and said, "Then it's over. Since you won't tell me, why should I bother."
The middle-aged man laughed softly: "What an interesting little girl. But also, the real purpose of your coming here is not all to treat me, right?"