My Transformed System is Toxic

Chapter 40 Medical Hall (please recommend tickets~)

Shi Feng recalled the previous battle, and a burst of unwillingness came to his heart. His strength was still too weak. If he was strong enough, Shi Lan's situation would not be like this at all.

Shi Feng's body was too weak at the moment, after thinking for a while, he fell asleep from exhaustion.

Shi Lan was awakened by Shi Feng, worried about what would happen at night, so she stopped falling asleep and practiced Jade Forging Art.

As soon as she activated the Forging Jade Jue, Shi Lan discovered that her cultivation had reached the seventh level of the Body Tempering Realm.

After being puzzled for a while, Shi Lan thought about it again. Although reincarnation only borrowed her body for a short time, that burst of powerful energy stayed in her body after all, and it is reasonable to tear down the barrier of the seventh level of Body Tempering Realm.

Watched all night until dawn.

As soon as it was daylight, Shi Lan extinguished the fire, began to pack the parcels, walked to Shi Feng's side, just touched Shi Feng's arm, Shi Lan was startled, and touched Shi Feng's forehead with her hand, it was hot.

Apparently, a fever had begun.

"Samsara, can you burn it for him?"

"I can't help it. Helping him hang his life is already the limit of what I can do."

Hearing this, Shi Lan sped up his movements, put away all his things, carried Shi Feng on his back, and left the cave in a hurry.

Shi Lan quickened his pace, and soon left the mountains. After entering the plain, he walked a lot, and his speed increased again.

Finally, at sunset, Shi Lan arrived at that city.

This city is called Shuangyue City. It is small in scale and is similar to Tenglong City. The gate of the city is guarded by a demon-suppressing army in black armor.

After cross-examination, they entered the city, Shi Lan dragged a few people to ask for directions, and carried Shi Feng to a medical clinic.

There was a long queue in front of the medical hall, and the wounded and injured were covered with scratches and bites, most of them were ordinary people.

Shi Lan looked at the long line that was about to reach the intersection, felt the increasingly hot temperature behind him, and was a little anxious for a while, waiting in line, fearing that the day lily would be cold.

The fever lasts for a long time, but it is easy to burn into a fool.

"Sorry, excuse me, please."

"Let me go by."

Shi Lan managed to squeeze through the crowd and arrived at the entrance of the medical hall.

"What are you doing? What line are you joining? Go behind the queue!" A strong man in his thirties was lined up at the entrance of the medical hall. Seeing Shi Lan stepping up, he walked into the medical hall and shouted.

"Brother, please do me a favor. I have a fever on my back. It has been burning for a day. If I don't seek medical treatment, I'm afraid it will die. Let me go in and ask the doctor first, is that okay?" Shi Lan smiled flatteringly.

The strong man pointed to his arm wrapped in cloth strips, "How many people are here in no hurry? If they are all like you, can others take their turn?"

"Why don't you let this little brother go in first, the people in the queue behind are all wounded, it won't be a problem after a while." A sixty-year-old man behind the strong man said.

"What's the matter with you?" The strong man glared at the old man. The old man's lips moved, but finally he didn't speak any more.

"Brother, please do me a favor." Shi Lan didn't want to make trouble, took out a silver ingot from the package, and handed it to the strong man.

The strong man's eyes lit up, he took the silver, weighed the weight, stuffed the silver into his bosom, but did not move at all, looked left and right, and looked up at the sky from time to time.

Seeing the strong man's reaction, Shi Lan's eyes flashed a chill, and he took out an ingot of silver from the package again, and handed it over.

The brawny man took the money, smiled with satisfaction, and stepped sideways to get out of the way.

Shi Lan walked two steps forward with Shi Feng on her back, and was about to enter the medical hall, but was stopped by a strong man again.

"What do you mean?" Shi Lan asked coldly.

"Only one person can go in." The brawny man raised his fingers and laughed.

There were only three things, and Shi Lan's little patience was completely exhausted.

"Bam—"

The long box in Shi Lan's hand fell to the ground, and cobweb-like cracks appeared on the road paved with green bricks.

"Say it again?" Shi Lan stared at the strong man and asked.

The strong man looked at the cracked road, swallowed, and subconsciously took two steps back.

"Please first, please come inside." The strong man came back to his senses, smiled twice, nodded and bowed to get out of the way, and at the same time took out the money from his arms, and handed it to Shi Lan.

Shi Lan didn't have time to fuss with him, so she took back the money, opened the door and entered the clinic.

There are still several wounded patients in the medical hall, clutching their wounds and moaning in pain, the environment is a bit noisy.

There is a wooden table in the middle of the hall, and behind the wooden table sits an old man with a goatee who is about [-] years old, and is bandaging the wound of a middle-aged man in his forties.

Standing beside the old man was a little girl who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old. The little girl was wearing a white dress with a double bun, and her eyebrows and eyes were lively. Apart from her slightly immature appearance, she was already a pretty lady.

The old man raised his head and saw Shi Lan coming in with someone on his back, his face changed slightly, he whispered something to the little girl beside him, and after handing over the bandaging work at hand to the little girl, he walked around the wooden case and came up to him.

"What's the patient's condition?" The old man walked up to Shi Lan and asked while leading Shi Lan to a simple wooden bed placed aside.

After Shi Lan supported Shi Feng to lie down, he opened his mouth and replied: "Fever, it's been a day."

The old man stretched out his hand and felt Shi Feng's pulse. After checking the pulse, the old man frowned slightly, and his brows became tighter and tighter.

After a long while, the old man withdrew his hand and sighed, and looked at Shi Lan: "Excuse me, I can prepare for the funeral."

Shi Lan's complexion changed, "Mr., what do you mean by that?"

"This person's five viscera were damaged, his breastbone was completely broken, and he was hanged by an unknown breath. Unless there is a panacea for the living dead and white bones in the legend, the gods will not be able to save him." The old man shook his head and said.

Shi Lan was silent for a while, then said: "Old man, can I trouble you to help his fever go away first?"

"The old man will prescribe some heat-clearing medicine for him to try first. If there is anything wrong with him, please don't blame it on my clinic."

"It's natural." Shi Lan nodded.

The old man nodded slightly, turned his head and said to the little girl standing beside the wooden desk: "Yue'er, come here."

The little girl trotted over in three steps and two steps, "Grandpa, what's the matter?"

"Re-bandage this little brother." The old man pointed at Shi Lan.

Shi Lan was stunned for a moment, lowered her head, looked at the blood-stained cloth strip on her arm, then came to her senses and quickly thanked her.

The little girl smiled at Shi Lan, "Come with me." After saying that, she walked towards the wooden case.

Shi Lan followed the little girl to the wooden table and sat down. The little girl first went into the back room to fetch a basin of clean water, and then began to untie the cloth strips on Shi Lan's arms.

All the cloth strips were untied, and seeing the horrific wound with deep bones, the little girl took a breath, looked at Shi Lan's calm expression, and asked in surprise, "Don't you feel pain?"

"It hurts." Shi Lan said honestly.

"Then why didn't you call?" the little girl asked in surprise as she began to clean Shi Lan's wound.

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