After becoming a demon hunter, he found out that Lao Gong was the demon emperor

It is clearly marked in the rules of the Monster Hunting Alliance that anyone who cannot seek medical treatment due to the erosion of monsters needs to be sent to the nearest partner hospital of the Monster Hunting Alliance.

These hospitals have high confidentiality, first-class medical treatment, and the most important thing is that there is a corresponding treatment plan for those who are injured by monsters.

When He Lan finished speaking, Song Zheng had nothing to say.

He originally wanted to read the code, but unfortunately, he didn't have time, and coupled with He Lan's previous performance, he didn't think there was anything special about this book.

Now it's fine, overturned.

And he doesn't know about the alliance hospital nearby!

Song Zheng couldn't help but coughed twice, his chest hurt a lot, and that blow hit him hard, and now his lungs were burning like fire, but he was always more tolerant, so he just couldn't help it Then he coughed twice slowly.

A question came from the phone: "Are you injured?"

He Lan frowned, and subconsciously clenched the pen in his hand.

Song Zheng didn't care much and said, "Small injury, it's nothing serious, can the teacher tell me which nearby hospital can treat it?"

He Lan was silent for two or three seconds, and said, "Send me your location, and I'll come find you."

Song Zheng: "???"

As soon as he hung up the phone, a message to add friends popped up when he opened WeChat on his mobile phone.

Song Zheng clicked through.

A new message pops up on the WeChat interface.

I'm He Lan

You have added He Lan 99, now you can start chatting.

He Lan turned out to be a WeChat registered under his own name, but probably because there are too many people with the same name, so a number was added at the end.

Song Zheng looked at Zheng Yuan on Li Hao's back, without hesitation, sent him a location.

I thought it would be a long wait, but in less than 5 minutes, a black Land Rover stopped in front of them.

He Lan lowered the window and said in a low voice, "Get in the car?"

Song Zheng was surprised: "So fast?"

He Lan: "It just happens to be nearby."

In fact, it's not, it's just using some means to teleport here.

The car is temporarily requisitioned.

With Zheng Yuan on his back, Li Hao subconsciously glanced at He Lan.

With just one glance, he felt that this man was not simple. Although he was wearing glasses, he had a gentle temperament and looked non-aggressive.

He looked at Song Zheng again, wondering when this guy knew such a person.

Song Zheng helped Zheng Yuan into the car, and the car arrived at the nearest private hospital in 15 minutes.

Song Zheng looked at the sign above and was surprised.

It turned out that this is the cooperative alliance hospital. He always thought it was an ordinary private hospital.

When they got out of the car, someone pushed the car over, quickly put Zheng Yuan on the mobile hospital bed, and then left quickly.

Song Zheng stroked his chest, let out a sigh of relief, turned around and said to He Lan with a smile, "Thank you teacher today."

He Lan didn't speak, but glanced up and down at him, and then waved to the person not far away.

Soon two more nurses came over pushing the bed trolley.

Song Zheng: "You are hurt"

He Lan looked at him amusedly: "Do you think I look like a wounded patient? Go up."

Song Zheng: "I'm fine, just a small injury... wait, I... I'll do it myself."

Song Zheng panicked and pushed away He Lan's arm that was on his waist, and climbed onto the bed with a red face and hurried feet.

He had no doubt that in the next second, if he refused again, this person would be able to hold him by the waist and put him on the bed in front of the public.

A smile flashed in He Lan's eyes, and he said seriously: "Don't worry, the Workers' Injury Alliance will reimburse you, and take good care of your illness. Otherwise, if you have an urgent task, you should be delayed."

Song Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

The pain in his lungs was severe, and this was not the time to be brave, so he simply lay down on the bed obediently, and let the sister nurse wearing a mask push him into the examination room.

Li Hao left with Zheng Yuan. The buddy was seriously injured, but his life was not in danger.

Song Zheng was left alone and entered the examination room alone.

He Lan stood outside the hospital and made a few phone calls before going to the dean's office.

Two hours later, a comprehensive physical examination report on Song Zheng was placed on the dean's desk.

"Is this a bit strange?"

The dean looked at the report and frowned.

He Lan stood up from the sofa and took the report.

Except for the internal injury to the chest and mouth of Song Zheng, everything else is normal, no different from ordinary people.

He Lan pursed her lips, and asked in a deep voice, "Is there any inspection that hasn't been done yet?"

The doctor who sent the report replied truthfully: "There is also an MRI of the brain that has not been done."

The dean asked: "Didn't it mean a comprehensive inspection?"

The doctor looked strange and said, "It's not that I don't want to do it, but the machine is broken."

"broken?"

"Yes, while he was being checked, the machine broke down for no reason."

The doctor himself found it unbelievable that the machine was not only broken, but it was completely broken, and everything inside was exploded.

You know, although the hospital is not short of money, this machine is not a small loss.

He Lan looked at the report, and said softly, "I see, all the information about this report will be destroyed, and I will order the machine from abroad for you as soon as possible."

The dean showed joy: "Then it will be troublesome."

He Lan raised his hand, and the report was unnatural, and the blue flame instantly swallowed it up, leaving no residue behind.

Song Zheng went through a series of examinations in a daze, and felt that he never wanted to go to the hospital again in his life.

He has been in good health since he was a child, and he has never encountered colds or colds. Even if he is injured occasionally, the old man will have herbs to recover quickly. Speaking of which, this is the first time he has been hospitalized.

But obviously being in the hospital doesn't feel good.

After coming out of the examination room, he was transferred to a senior single ward.

Song Zheng looked at the electronic report in hand and exhaled.

"Fortunately, the unit reimbursed me, otherwise I would have recovered from this little pain."

Everyday money is not enough series.

It was already almost midnight, and in the empty ward, there was only the sound of dripping water on his arms. He was alone in the quilt, looking at the bright moon that had already risen outside the window, and couldn't help sighing.

He has always been alone, going to school alone, fighting monsters alone, and seeing a doctor when he is injured.

Although the master raised him and taught him skills, but most of the time, he was allowed to grow up, saying that he could be independent and self-reliant only after experiencing many hardships.

Just like now, when she was injured and hospitalized, no one cared about her.

Forget it, go to sleep, why are you so sentimental.

Song Zheng buried himself in the bed, ready to sleep with his head covered.

However, before falling asleep, there was the sound of the door opening.

When he opened his eyes, the black suit came into view.

Song Zheng sat up with a whoosh.

"Teacher... why are you here?"

"Are you hungry?"

He Lan was holding an insulated box in his hand, looking at him with a gentle expression.

Song Zheng touched his ears: "It's so late at night, you haven't slept yet?"

It's already midnight.

"I was asleep..." He Lan opened the insulated box, and the steaming porridge was still steaming, "But I remembered that there was a person lying alone in the hospital, so... . On behalf of the league, I would like to express my condolences."

Song Zheng sat up, watching He Lan's unhurried movements, he felt his heart beating a little faster than usual.

"Eat it while it's hot." He Lan set up the small table on the bed, put the porridge away, and pushed it in front of him.

Song Zheng lowered his head with red ears.

The idol is close at hand, yet so gentle, a little excited.

However, sometimes he felt that He Lan was very smart, sometimes gentle and sometimes serious, and he couldn't tell what kind of personality he was.

Naturally, He Lan didn't know what he was thinking. He took a magazine and sat casually on the sofa opposite the bed, but his eyes drifted across Song Zheng's face from time to time.

To be precise, it was his head.

He was already sure that the relic that the demon clan had been looking for for 500 years was in Song Zheng's head.

However, what followed was a lot of doubts.

Song Zheng is just an ordinary person, why is the relic on him, and if it is taken out now, will it harm him.

The most important thing is that the power contained in the relic is too powerful, and how it stayed in his head safely and obediently.

Probably because his eyes were too probing, Song Zheng raised his head in doubt, and touched his face uncomfortably: "Teacher... Is there something on my face?"

He Lan came back to his senses, seeing Song Zheng in a daze, his heart skipped a beat.

If it is taken out now, will such a young and vigorous life be lost and never be seen again.

"Nothing."

"Then you..." Why do you keep staring at me, I can't even drink the porridge.

Song Zheng cursed.

"You look pretty good, finished drinking?" He Lan stood up, put the magazine back where it was, and walked over slowly.

When Song Zheng heard this, his face blushed, and then he couldn't help being stunned again when he saw the face approaching.

He Lan is handsome, there is no doubt about it, Song Zheng thought so when he saw this person's photo on the intranet.

But when he actually saw the real person, he would ignore his appearance, because the aura around He Lan made it difficult to look directly at him.

Although the glasses restrained all the light in his eyes, no matter where this person went, he would become the focus of everyone.

He Lan packed up his things, put down the table, and pulled a stool to sit in front of his bed.

Song Zheng was startled, is this going to teach him a lesson?

"Don't be nervous, I have some questions I want to ask you about that demon just now." He Lan pushed his glasses.

"Teacher... is there a problem?"

Generally, even if you ask, it will not be your turn!

Song Zheng was a little apprehensive.

He Lan took out his phone and called up a picture.

"This is the medical examination report of the person who was sent over with you. Take a look and tell me what you think after reading it."

Song Zheng took the phone, his mind spinning rapidly.

This is because he didn't have time to give him the test, so the test will be held on the spot!

However, when he saw the report, his brows were slightly frowned.

Apart from the trauma caused by that sword, the wounds in Zheng Yuan's body were the most troublesome.

All his bodily functions began to shrink and degenerate, and an unknown toxin in his blood was spreading in his body, slowly devouring his life.

Song Zheng murmured: "Even if he was possessed by a monster, he shouldn't have decayed so quickly, at most he was seriously injured, but in his situation..."

"He won't live long." He Lan continued.