
In the courtyard of the Jiangnan Military Forces Sanatorium, an old man was doing morning exercises in his training uniform. He performed punching skills, bringing the wind. No one knew that he was over seventy years old.
Afterwards, Nalan Jie made a close posture. He took the cold tea that Nalan Wushuang brought to him, and drank it all.
"Grandfather, you recovered very quickly," said Nalan Wushuang.
“I have to thank that little witch doctor. I am more than recovering, and I feel like I am twenty years younger!”
"Well, that big scam does have good medical skills."
Nalan Wushuang nodded and said. After Qin Haodong's treatment, she felt much better than before. Her menstruation became regular, and she felt warm inside now, instead of feeling as cold as before.
While the two were talking, the guard introduced the paralytic.
The crippled man was in his thirties and looked formidable. But his right can no longer sustain walking and is even twisted. With a stick in his hand, he limped all the way to Nanlan Jie.
"Ax, why are you here?"
"Our brother, Saber, is dying."
The paralytic said with sadness on his face.
Nalan Jie's expression changed drastically. "Hows it? She was fine a few days ago.”
“His condition deteriorated last night, and now he's in a coma. You may not be able to see it one last time if you are not in a hurry!”
"Then hurry, let's go!"
Nalan Jie said as she handed the teacup to Nalan Wushuang. Then he rushed outside.
"Grandfather, why are you leaving?" Nalan Wushuang asked.
“To see Saber for the last time.”
“Grandfather, how can you forget that the thing has changed? Doctor Qin might be able to save Saber's life!"
"Fuckin' thick! How can I forget that little miracle doctor?” Nalan Jie said to her, “Maybe this is not the end of Saber's life. Just call the little miracle doctor and ask him to come any way. ”
"I'll call now" said Nalan Wushuang. Then he pulled out his phone and dialed Qin Haodong's number.
As Qin Haodong picked up his phone, he heard Nalan Wushuang's worried voice coming from the other side, saying, "We have a patient and we desperately need your help!"
Qin Haodong felt Nalan Wushuang's nervousness, and he said, "Let's pick me up, I'm at Jinagnan Hospital now."
“Wait for me at the gate. I'll be there in ten minutes."
After that, Nalan Wushuang immediately hung up the phone.
Qin Haodong opened the wrapper from the bandage. He put up the clothes that Lin Momo had prepared for him and left the ward.
A red Maserati drove towards him like when he walked to the hospital gate.
"Lake in!" Nalan Wushuang shouted excitedly.
Qin Haodong opened the door and sat in the car. Nalan Wushuang stepped on the gas violently, and then Maserati shot forward like a shooting arrow.
“Why are you in the hospital? Making a diagnosis for someone?” ask Nalan Wushuang.
“Not diagnosing someone this time. I'm here to be diagnosed.”
Qin Haodong told me how he was injured last night in brief.
Nalan asked in surprise, “Why are you acting like a normal person? You're hurt bad! ”
Qin Haodong smiled and said, "I recover faster than a normal person because I am a doctor."
"I don't know where you learned your medical skills, but it's amazing."
Nalan Wushuang drove faster and faster as she spoke. He is a good driver, driving at 80 kilometers per hour in the city center.
“Good mover!”
Qin Haodong.
"Of course, I am the Car Goddess in Jiangnan City!"
Nalan said proudly at the corner of his mouth.
"You didn't say it!"
"Trust me."
It seemed like Nalan Wushuang was going to prove herself to the truth. He drove faster and faster, reaching 200 kilometers per hour as soon as they exited the city.
“What's the hurry? Who's the patient?” qin Haodong asked.
"Have you heard of the Divine Pay Army?"
Nalan Wushuang was driving and talking.
"No!"
Nalan Wushuang said, "The Divine Mercenaries were once the third powerful mercenary group in the world, and they definitely had the strength to be the most powerful, the most powerful, but they hid part of their strength to not stand out."
Qin Haodong listened calmly. He knew Nalan Wushuang was more than just telling a story about mercenaries.
Nalan Wushuang continued, "And the one you are caring for today, is one of the Divine Mercenaries."
Qin Haodong asked, “How can he be injured if the Divine Pay Army is so powerful? And I guess you're talking about more than one patient, right?
Nalan Wushuang said, “Just keep everything I said today in secret. In fact, the Divine Pay Soldiers were different from the other groups, as it had the Huaxia Nation as a backstage support. ”
"What does that mean?" qin Haodong asked.
“Currently, the underground competition between countries is getting fiercer, and Huaxia is also involved. Sometimes governments find things difficult to deal with, and that is why Divine Mercenaries were formed.
After the establishment, Divine Mercenaries received small missions as an excuse, and they actually carried out special missions assigned by the government. They have dedicated their lives and made great contributions to Huaxia.
Afterwards, Nalan Wushuang continued, "But one year ago, the background of the Divine Bay Army was leaked, and their secrets were exposed to the enemy force of Huaxia."
“The Divine Mercenaries had no idea about the leak. They receive a mission that is not too difficult but is actually a Japanese trap. Two of the eight members were killed and six others were injured. They are safe but disabled.”
The saddest part was that the government felt comfortable to help them because of their special identification, so my father retired from the army and received them personally as representatives of the Nalan family.
“And even it has to be done privately. My grandfather built a house behind the sanatorium, and the six surviving members of the Divine Mercenaries were healed and rested here.”
The Divine Mercenaries Captain was the most injured. She has been lying in bed for a full year, and last night her condition worsened, now she is dying.”
Qin Haodong was touched. No one knew what the Divine Pay Army had done, but they were national heroes. He admired Nalan Jie the most because he was willing to retire from a high position for the Divine Mercenaries.
"Look easy. I can heal them as long as they are still breathing.”
Nalan Wushuang said, "Thank you, on behalf of the Divine Pay Army."
Twenty minutes later, Maserati passed through a military sanatorium, and arrived at a small valley behind.
On the side of the hill sat a large house covered with tiles. Audi A6 Nalan Jie with military license plates parked there.
Both got out of the car. Qin Haodong followed Nalan Wushuang. He pushed the door open and went inside.
When they entered the house, Qin Haodong saw Nalan Jie standing inside the house, and a paralyzed man relying on his cane. On the opposite side were five cachexia men, two sitting in wheelchairs, and three lying in bed.
These people looked sick but very murderous, as they had once survived mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
On the bed in the middle of the room, a skinny man lay down. His eyes were closed, his face panicked. He must be Saber, the captain of the Divine Pay Army, according to what Nalan Wushuang mentioned.
Qin Haodong could feel Saber's life drained. He would not be able to live long if not treated in time.
The crippled looked at Qin Haodong as he entered, like a hungry wolf examining its prey.
Nalan Jie's face was full of excitement upon seeing Qin Haodong. He rushed over and said, "Little witch doctor, Saber is the national hero of Huaxia, you have to help her."
"I know!" Qin Haodong said as he stepped forward to the side of Saber's bed. Then he reached out to feel Saber's pulse.
The crippled ones died down when he knew Qin Haodong was the doctor Nalan Jie mentioned. But soon he became suspicious again, because he did not believe the young man could cure Saber.
He remained silent because of his trust in Nalan Jie, standing up and watching.
A while later, Qin Haodong stopped feeling a pulse, and examined Saber's wounds.
“Little magic doctor, how is it going? Is there a chance?"
Although Nalan Jie knew how great Qin Haodong's medical skills were, she thought Saber was too sick to save. His breathing grew weaker and weaker, and now he was panting.
Qin Haodong stood up and said, "I can help him, but it might take a lot."
The crippled one dropped his staff and knelt down in front of Qin Haodong as he heard that. He promised with great enthusiasm. “Our life, the six of us from the Divine Mercenaries, everything will be yours as long as you can save Saber.”
Qin Haodong pulled the paralyzed from the ground and said, "I'm here out of my respect for you, and I don't need anything else."
After which, he took out a needle from his pocket and started his treatment.
Saber's injuries are complicated. The blood vessels in his organs had been injured to varying degrees, and an unknown poison was in his body. Moreover, there was a beam of Sword Qi hidden within his dantian.
Qin Haodong could tell that the sword lord was clever because he could kill Saber, but instead, he chose to torture Saber to death in such a cruel manner.
Saber might be a warrior, but she could not use Original Qi to heal herself as long as Sword Qi suppressed her. The only thing he could do was wait and die.
“How cruel!”
Qin Haodong swore silently and stabbed a silver needle into the Saber Dantian.
He used the needle in a certain way this time. He made a circle around his dantian, and began to push the Sword Qi into the silver needle with the Green Wood Genuine Qi.
Five minutes later, the silver needle began to tremble. Then they were shot, hitting the ceiling and collapsing into powder.
"The sword Qi is very strong!"
Qin Haodong was shocked because the silver needle was completely blown up by the Sword Qi. The cultivation level of the sword master was too high. Even Qin Haodong would have to hide if he met her.
He wiped the sweat off his forehead. He has overcome the most difficult circumstances, and what will happen next will be easy.