The boss who came from the end of the world, she is sick and needs to be cured

When he saw Yin Shang, Wang Ning couldn't believe it. He actually met the seventh disciple named Yuan Lieyang so easily.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he said politely: "Disciple Wang Ping'an is a casual cultivator. He has seen the rumored situation like that of fellow Taoist Chen before. When people are the same regardless of height, then..."

Wang Ning said impatiently.

Yin Shang did not understand Wang Ning's eagerness, "What do you want?"

Wang Ning was stunned, "I..." and then decided to confess. The person who could help him the most now was the Yin Shang in front of him. "I want to meet the ancestor's new disciple Qingcheng." He was afraid that the other party would not agree, so he added another sentence , "Just for one thing, say a few words and then leave."

Yin Shang is not a fool, no matter how you look at this person, he is suspicious. "What's your relationship?"

"I..." Wang Ning hesitated for a moment and said sincerely, "My disciple and she were once an unmarried couple."

"It used to be? That means it's not the case now. Are you looking for her to seek revenge?"

Wang Ning smiled bitterly, "No. I just want to explain and clear up the misunderstanding in the past. Whether she has forgiven me or not is secondary. I can't let her keep brooding about that matter."

"what's up?"

Wang Ning stared at Yin Shang, "This disciple can only tell her."

Yin Shang weighed it up. This disciple named Wang Pingan is good-looking, but his cultivation level is too low. His clothes and demeanor make him look like a powerful person in the past.

It should be that when he was powerful, he looked down on his younger junior sister, made mistakes in the relationship between men and women, and ended the relationship between unmarried couples. When he lost his power and was dumped by others, he thought of the good things about his little junior sister again. I came here mostly to ask my junior sister for forgiveness.

"What's the clue to the detoxification?"

Wang Ning felt relieved. It seemed that his relationship with Zhao Jing had passed the test in Yin Shang. Next comes the detoxification clue.

"The disciple needs to see whether the poison in Daoist Fellow Chen is consistent with what the disciple saw before, before he can make a judgment."

Yin Shang General Wang Ning looked up and down and found that he was just a low-level disciple of Yuan Hai Realm and couldn't make any trouble. Moreover, with him here, it is safe and reliable.

Then he took Wang Ning back to his house.

Wang Ning calmed down and followed Yin Shang.

Chen Juanjuan's body is not all flesh. Her bones, muscles, tissues, and organs were filled with spiritual energy that could not be absorbed, causing her entire body to swell from the inside out to a very terrifying level.

The surface of the skin is extremely shiny, and the skin, tissues, and muscles have been stretched almost to the extreme, and there is a possibility of exploding at any time.

Wang Ning only glanced at it and felt a headache. He still comforted himself: "This disciple has seen similar symptoms."

Indeed, he had seen similar cases in countless collections in the demon world, and he had also seen them on the corpses of giants who had been dead for many days.

"Then how to detoxify?" Yin Shang poured a cup of tea and pushed it in Wang Ning's direction, "Please sit down."

Wang Ning didn't dare to sit down. With his current status and cultivation, how could he be so arrogant as to sit at the same table as his ancestor's disciples? He hurriedly declined, "Thank you so much, fellow Taoist Yin, I need to think about it."

Zhao Jing had never used healing skills in front of him, and no one had ever told him that Zhao Jing had healing skills.

Before Zhao Xiangxue appeared, he was seriously injured once, so severe that he was bedridden and unconscious.

After sleeping for three days and nights, I woke up feeling relaxed all over, with only a few flesh wounds left.

The deputy general said that while he was in coma, Zhao Jing was very worried about him. No matter how she shouted, he would not wake up, thinking that he was dead. No matter how she tried to persuade him, saying that he was still alive, she would not leave, and passed out crying in front of his bed.

The deputy general said, "Fortunately you woke up. Otherwise, that little crybaby would have cried his eyes out."

After not speaking for a long time, his throat was so dry that it was smoking. Wang Ning said in a hoarse voice: "Where is she?"

"She just went out to use the toilet. She has never left your room except to go to the toilet. The little crybaby is more devoted to you than to her mother. This is today's anti-inflammatory medicine." The deputy general took two capsules and a cup Water is placed beside the bed.

"No need. I feel better."

"Okay?" The deputy general looked at Wang Ning in surprise, untied the bandages on his body, and looked at the yellow tissue fluid and milky white pus oozing out from the poor sewing thread, "How can this be considered healed? Woolen cloth!"

Wang Ning touched his forehead and said, "It's just a low fever, and the infection is not strong. Leave the medicine for those who need it more. I don't need it anymore."

The deputy general couldn't resist him, so he took the medicine away.

Wang Ning knew very well that the injuries to his internal organs and bones would not heal for no reason when his powers were exhausted. The injuries to the internal organs and bones were healed, but there were still wounds more than an inch deep that had not healed.

Why is that?

"Has a therapist been here during this period?"

The lieutenant general laughed, "Where are the therapists in our team? Don't be crazy. Even those who are passing by are not here. During this period, you were seriously injured and our combat power was greatly reduced. We are all huddled here and haven't gone anywhere. There is no one nearby." Other teams come over. We have bad news."

"Ok?"

"The antibiotics are gone. We only have a few packs of cold medicine left in our medical supplies."

Zhao Jing ran back and saw that he was awake. She cried with joy and ran to him carefully, "..."

"Don't cry. If your eyes are swollen from crying, you won't be beautiful anymore."

At that time, he took her hand and checked carefully. She had no healing powers.

Later, he was seriously injured again... She cried and fainted in front of him again... His injuries were mostly healed inexplicably.

Once or twice is considered a coincidence, but three or four times, you have to find a reason.

Everyone else in the team joked, "I think Jing's tears are the key to healing the captain. When she cries, the captain sounds upset and wants to get better quickly. The superpowers in his body also want to help. Then, everyone With the cooperation of the two parties, the captain will be full of energy."

"It's not as magical as you said. I think Jing Yatou probably has healing powers, but she hasn't activated them yet. She doesn't know it, and neither does the captain. Therefore, it can only be used when the captain's life or death is at stake. "

Zhao Jing's mother hugged Zhao Jing tightly and listened carefully to the conversations of other people in the team. She recalled the times she had been seriously injured before and the time Zhao Jing was infected with the zombie virus. She stared into Zhao Jing's eyes, her eyes filled with tears. There are a thousand and ten thousand unwillingnesses, unwilling for her to reveal her healing power.

Zhao Jing has experienced the apocalypse and already knows the consequences of being exposed to her healing powers. There is nothing wrong with the treatment of these people who saved their mothers’ lives.

But their ranks have been growing, adding several or even dozens of refugees every few days.

Not long ago, there was a refugee girl who activated her healing power and was so happy to show it off everywhere. She felt that their team, which was almost all refugees and less than half of the combatants, did not deserve to have her. When he met another team consisting almost entirely of superpowers, he followed them without hesitation.