After Becoming a Little Sister

With a sound of sword sound, Zi Qi came from the east.

The wall was pierced by something directly, and a purple sword light rushed out from the side of the cheek of the hot girl Mu Youzi, directly pushing towards the face of the licking monster. When it came to the flying hair of the hot girl Mu Youzi, she cut off all of them, and even forced a tiny bloody gash on her cheek with a distance of two fingers' width.

sword!

What a fast sword!

The little white fox from Liguang broke through the wall with his sword, grabbed the [-]-jin epee, turned around like swinging a golf club and swung it with force, and cut off the sharp left claw of the licking monster with just one face-to-face. When it came down, the section was as smooth as a hot knife through butter.

Thai!like!Mountain!sword!

"Boom—"

The lead gray sword case fell to the ground, making a dull sound.

Liguang little white fox's fluttering robe and clothes slowly fell at this moment, just like a nine-tailed white fox retracting its nine blooming demon tails.

"Wow! Super cool!" The hot girl Mu Yuzi wiped the corners of her mouth, turned over and got up: "You are——"

"Huanxi View·Lu Liguang!"

The little white fox from Liguang retracted the epee into the scabbard, and the clanging sound of the sword was also suppressed. The last moment when the sword was withdrawn frustratingly shook the floor tiles with cracks like spider webs, and the sword case sank directly. After a short section, it seems to be embedded in the ground, like the aftermath of special effects of sword moves.

Mount Tai Ruo sword is too heavy, except for the mother who is born with supernatural power, it is really difficult for others to use it.

Li Guang's little white fox glanced sideways at the female doctor lying face down on the ground. The latter didn't raise her head, but gave a thumbs up to show that she had done a good job.

So Liguang little white fox was satisfied, let go of the sword box, wiped a pool of blue from his waist, and stared at the half-clawed monster in front of him: "The master has a life, please borrow his head!"

The hot girl Mu Youzi watched the two fight together, and hurriedly dragged the autistic black doctor from the slums to the safe side of the operating room.

"Hey! Wake up! How long do you want to do this!" Slapping the opponent's face, the hot girl Mu Youzi tugged at his collar: "Add money! Add money! You must add money! I understand! Is there any?"

"I can't do it... I can't do anything... I don't deserve to live at all..."

The black doctor in the slum murmured absent-mindedly, holding a scalpel in his hand, but the scalpel was held backwards in his hand, with a strange posture.

"Uncle! Uncle, wake up... and this sister—who will save them... Please! Save them!"

The cry of a child was heard, and a child rushed over crying, grabbing the hem of the black doctor in the slums, as if he had misunderstood something when he was dressed as a doctor: "Please! Help them! They will be fine. Right? Please!"

The black doctor in the slums couldn't understand Nuannuan girl's words, but the undisguised worry on the child's face and the tears dripping from his eyes seemed to pull him back. When the tears dripped on his arms, he As if being scalded by boiling water, he withdrew his hand abruptly, but his eyes were also focused because of it.

"Please! Save them! You are a doctor, you can definitely save them!" Nuan Nuan pulled his clothes, trying to take him to the operating table.

more than one patient.

but three...

A man with a bloody chest, a woman with half of her rib cage collapsed, and an unconscious child.

Looking at the familiar face, the black doctor in the slum struggled to get up from the ground: "I, I...I..."

His hands were shaking, not only because of so many years of neglected medical skills, but also because of fear, which he couldn't face.

He clenched his fists tightly, but his tone couldn't help but slump: "I...I can't do it..."

"What a fart, save someone!" The hot girl Mu Yuzi took out two pills: "The blue one, eat it and you will have great power! You can kill that monster!"

As she spoke, she gestured for a fight with the little white fox from Liguang, who even faintly looked like a monster suppressing her: "Have you seen it too? Your enemy has become like this, even we can't stop it , if it wants to run away, it will definitely succeed, and your future revenge is basically hopeless!"

Hearing the words, the black doctor in the slum almost subconsciously raised his hand to take the pill, but the hot girl Mu Yuzi retracted her hand and hid back.

She scratched her head and looked at the two pills: "Wait a minute, did I take the wrong one...the red one...the blue one-oh, yes, the red one is another kind, it is said that if you eat it, you can eat it." Obtain a very powerful body control ability, for example, if you eat it now, you will definitely be able to recover to the peak of your medical skills, but this is of no use to you for revenge."

After finishing speaking, she handed over the blue pill: "Hey, eat it, if you take it, you will be able to gain strength and revenge, and this medicine has a side effect, that is, it will make your memory fade. Deserve, forget all this after taking revenge, get a new life, we will take the money and give you the aftermath, so start a new life!"

The black doctor in the slums didn't speak, but looked straight at her hand - the other hand.

"That medicine..." He rolled his throat, raised his eyes and looked at Mu Yuzi: "You said it can...let me control my hand?"

"It's not just the hands, it includes nerves, reactions, etc. Anyway, it will make you calm and powerful. If it's normal, I would suggest you to use that, but it's not right now." Hot girl Mu Yuzi Shrugged: "Our goal is to take revenge, not to be a doctor to heal the wounded and save the sick, so gaining power is what you want, right?"

She showed the blue pill in a very seductive tone: "If you don't take it, you will run out of time! This is a super secret of our organization. If it weren't for the fact that you spent millions of dollars, I would not be willing to give it to you. , who told you to avenge yourself... But it's a pity not to eat together, if you eat, you will die directly."

"..."

The black doctor in the slum looked down at his hand, at the scalpel, and at the female doctor lying on the ground.

He looked at all this as if he looked at the past.

The words that the child couldn't understand rang in his ears, and the anxious tone almost overlapped with the pleading from memory.

The little nurse also cried like this, begging him for the stranger's wounded——

"Please doctor, they are seriously injured!Time is running out! 』

"No time," he murmured.

"Yes, yes!" The hot girl Mu Yuzi nodded approvingly: "There is no time, if you don't kill the monster quickly, the Nanbang officials are probably coming soon, so hurry up! Eat the revenge, and then We're leaving!"

"...No time." The black doctor in the slums looked at his hand, and put the dust and blood-stained scalpel on the cabinet next to him.

Then he picked up a pack of unopened medical equipment, and stretched out his slightly trembling hand towards the hot girl Mu Youzi: "Give me the medicine."

"Take it." The hot girl Mu Youzi happily put the blue pill in his hand: "Although there will be an extra fee for the final payment, we can give you a discount. Everything is negotiable!"

"No, it's another one."

"..." Mu Youzi's smile froze on his face, and he raised his eyes to meet him.

The black doctor in the slum just looked at her like this, looking at her, the muscles of his cheeks slightly pulled on his lifeless face, as if he was smiling.

Probably laughing.

"I don't have time, so let me do something... Please." As he said this, he took the red pill from Mu Yuzi's hand, stuffed it into his mouth and crushed it: "I will give you all the money." For you, please help me this time."

"you……"

"Please let me do something...don't be the same..."

He took apart the surgical instruments, put on the mask, turned on the shadowless lamp, and looked at his trembling hand.

The heat flow is like drinking a mouthful of hot soup in a frozen body in winter, and it slides down the throat properly.

He stood up, facing the enemy he hated day and night, and stood on the edge of the operating table.

The hot girl Muyuko let out a long sigh: "Ashi..."

The next moment, she rushed sideways into the messy operating room next to her, and slammed into the monster's body, wrapping it around and crashing through the already dilapidated door. The two figures just rolled and charged. After leaving the second floor, it directly hit the hall on the first floor.

Li Guang's little white fox paused for a while, and glanced at the other side of the wall that was broken by the fight. It was also an operating room, but there was no surgery in it, only a few nurses looked at the outside in horror. Situation, curled up in a corner trembling.

She raised the soft sword in her hand and pointed at one of the nurses, but before she could speak, the voice of the black doctor from the slums rang out. He glanced back, took off his mask and shouted: "Nurse Jin! Please!" Come and help me!"

The nurse poked her head out tremblingly and took a look, then asked in a trembling voice as if in disbelief: "You, you are——Dr. Cui?!"

"Yeah, the wounded here are seriously injured, so can you come and help me? They need first aid as soon as possible."

"..."

"If only I had agreed to your advice." The black doctor in the slum put on his mask again, and lowered his head to examine the wound in a calm tone: "But we can't go back, so please help me, I don't have much time Please let me do something last..."

"……Yes!"

[The road of life, the road of dead souls, if you help me~]

[Bone bones, no one harvests them, and it's not bitter———]

During the last singing, he picked up a brand new scalpel and stood on the edge of the operating table with sharp eyes, just like before.

It's like the past that I can't go back to...

PS: continue tomorrow

Section 935 0917-Unlimited Matryoshka (recommended for August 8/?

Murong Zhuifeng and Zhuo Wanqing are a tragedy.

But their tragedies do not originate from themselves, but man-made disasters. They are victims rather than perpetrators.

Whether Murong Zhuifeng became a half-human, half-corpse monster, or his wife could only be sealed in a coffin, or his son became an irrational monster ghost king, it all came from the aftermath of other people's conspiracy. They are not willing to accept the malice.

That's why Murong Zhuifeng walks in the world with a coffin on his shoulders in the posture of a monster. There is a sword on the coffin, and he also has a sword in his heart.

Even though he is half human and half corpse, he is still human—even more human and responsible than most people.

It is a pity that the black doctor in the slums is not Murong Zhuifeng, he is the victim, but he is also the perpetrator himself.

In the car accident that year, a total of three wounded were sent, one was the noble son who caused the accident by the car, and the other two were the mother and daughter who were knocked down innocently.

Just as a driver occasionally feels that a pedestrian is sick, and a pedestrian feels that the driver is driving so fast that he is rushing to reincarnate, car accidents are not uncommon.

Intentional or unintentional, there will always be many accidents, which may not be expected by everyone, but sometimes the pain is just a few seconds of unresponsiveness, or a step on the accelerator.

No one would care - including the black doctor himself in the slums, or Dr. Cui who was in the limelight at that time.

Nanbang is a deformed country, to a certain extent, and this deformity is reflected in all aspects, including but not limited to the medical industry.

There are chaebols in the financial circles of Nanbang, and there are academic tyrants in the academic circle. Each sect has its own small interest groups, and medical institutions are not exempt from customs, and there are also medical tyrants.

Moreover, this group is powerful, stubborn and conservative, and has serious internal strife.

More than 88% of Nanbang's medical institutions are privately owned. Private hospitals occupy 90% of beds, 91% of outpatient services, 93% of medical experts, and even monopolize [-]% of emergency care.

what does this mean?

This means that no one can replace Nanbang's work except for using the military's medical and medical strength.

No one can stop these private medical institutions from taking money to do what they do, and no one can even compete with them - either in providing services or entering the group.

Yes, even the channel to enter this group, that is, the study qualifications of medical students, the official has no right to control, it is all controlled by the group itself.

In Nanbang, being a lawyer or a doctor is the only way to rise besides being a lackey of the chaebol.

Lawyer Wen was born as a human rights lawyer. He himself is well versed in the problems of the legal profession, but if he applies those serious problems to the medical profession in Nanbang, there will be many chronic illnesses.

In the face of the disaster that swept the world, the 13 doctors in Nanbang went on strike collectively, not because they wanted doctors from private medical institutions to go to the front line to fight against the disease and plague, but because they learned that 'because there is a need, so The country will start the medical student enrollment expansion plan' thing.

Because medical students need to expand their enrollment, new medical resources will be introduced, new employment in the industry will be increased, and the original cake will be shared.

So the doctors disagreed, and they huddled together, from full-time doctors to interns, to organize a nationwide strike to resist the expansion of medical school enrollment.