Chapter 427: Ah, this

"Alright, small problem."

In the ward that was so pale it had nothing but necessary facilities, the thin doctor flipped through the medical records with fingers so long they were unbelievable, looked at Wen Wen, and nodded: "Recovery is good, you can be discharged."

After discharge, remember not to get the wound wet, don't drink for a week, avoid spicy food, and don't do strenuous exercise. It will be fine after it heals naturally."

"So simple?"

Wen Wen was suspicious, her brows furrowed. She had spent so much money to lie in the emergency clinic, only to get an injection and sleep, and now that she opened her eyes, she could be discharged?

What about all those messy things from before?

"Otherwise?"

The attending physician of the Spiritual Body Department glanced at her, "We have known each other for so many years, anyway, you have never listened to the medical advice I gave, right?"

"Why waste breath?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the wine bottle on the bedside table that seemed half-full last night.

Well, it was already empty.

At least it proved that the alcohol intake was good, half a catty of wine to rinse the mouth, and the liver function was as good as ever.

Congratulations.

But besides that?

Sorry, medicine cannot cure it.

"Don't I look pretty good?" Wen Wen moved her neck and wrists, squeezed her fingers, and felt strength in her body.

Refreshed.

"It's just a bit of decoration and whitewashing. Since the patient has given up the idea of a radical cure and only requires normal parameters, that's too simple."

Sewing and mending, a 5mg Panacea, a 30mg liquefied life-ratio saline injection can solve 99% of the problems. A piece of graying agent can fill the gaps in your soul like putty, covering the old wounds left by the Heavenly Human.

Here, this is the painkiller for you, one pill a day, take it after meals, it won't hinder you from drinking, take one if you feel uncomfortable."

The doctor picked up a bottle, shook it, and put it on the table: "Besides that, you should be able to feel the difference from before, right?"

Wen Wen felt the condition of her body, that wisp of rainbow light on her soul, like a bandage, tangled and bound layer by layer.

But at best, it was just a lead seal.

It would fall off with a pull.

"This is the last emergency method, Miss Wen."

The doctor adjusted his glasses and said calmly: "Blindly blocking is not a good strategy. The attraction between you and the vortex is still increasing day by day."

Except for the adaptation between souls, the matrix like Minerva, which originates from the fallen gods, is also tied under the vortex, and the two are inseparable.

No matter how much it is suppressed, this attraction will grow on its own, and it will become larger and larger.

Although the current situation is already deeply entrenched, it is not without a solution.

I still suggest you consider our No. 1 treatment plan, don't worry about the cost."

"Are you here to promote the long-term hospitalization package again? Forget it..."

Wen Wen yawned, unmoved: "Rather than staying here in prison for a lifetime, it's better to die painfully."

"So, you haven't considered living a steady life, right?"

The doctor was also amused: "If you stop fighting with people starting today, with your current physique, it's enough for you to eat nicotine as a meal, drink alcohol as water, and race every day until you are 180 years old."

"It's just that, if you unseal it again..."

He paused, his expression unprecedentedly serious: "Once you cross the critical point, everything will be irreversible."

"At that time, please don't avoid the doctor, be sure to call me the first time!"

"And then?"

Wen Wen asked back: "Wait for you to bring me back to life?"

"No, anyway, there is no cure, it's better to look at our relationship and send me a few papers."

The doctor smiled enthusiastically: "After all, there are really not many examples in history of a Chosen One chosen by the vortex undergoing Sin Demon transformation."

"Anyway, you don't want to live, right?"

"Might as well leave some specimens and contribute to the progress of medicine. At that time, I will definitely take the new interns to worship you piously every year. If you have requirements for cigarettes and alcohol offerings, we can also discuss."

"Hahahaha————"

Wen Wen laughed, leaning back and forth: "Listening to you say that, I'm a little..."

"Agree?" The doctor was pleasantly surprised.

"Agree with your mother's head!"

Wen Wen decisively gave a middle finger, unceremoniously: "Don't worry, at that time, I will definitely try to die without a whole corpse, making you unable to be furious and drop small pearls."

"... Your spirit is really good."

The doctor sighed and shrugged, finally signed the notice, and waved it over:

"Pay the fee, discharge."

Chua~......

Ten minutes later, after a strange sound, Wen Wen had already appeared in a narrow alley, the moss under her feet was wet and slippery, she raised her head, looked through the walls on both sides, and looked at the narrow sky.

Yacheng.

The dog things in Hope Hospital, although they charge money ruthlessly, at least the supporting services are quite complete. After all, there is no other hospital in the world that can use the emergency teleportation of the Star Core Association as an ambulance, and even provide pick-up and drop-off.

Efficiency is one aspect, but when most people receive the bill, it is inevitable that they will feel that their cheap life is not worth so much money...

It can only be said that sometimes rescue is like a foot massage. Once the pants are pulled up, it is inevitable that there will be inner condemnation when paying.

Wen Wen looked down at her account balance, which would make mice shed tears, and couldn't help but sigh. All the money she had earned over the years had been earned by those dog things.

Fortunately.

There are still more than two thousand left, enough to live until next month.

More than 1,900 can buy a bottle of good wine, more than 100 peanuts and edamame, um, after drinking, go to Tong Hua to eat and drink...

Then, she received a deduction text message from the bank.

Wen Wen's expression twitched, covering her face.

Broken!

Motorcycle repair fee!

Okay, now there are only four hundred left.

She sighed, it seems she can only buy a bottle of worse wine, but on the bright side, if she is not particular, she can buy two bottles!

"Um, Old Zhang, don't worry, it's okay, small problem. Hey, don't talk about it, just ask Hua Hua to ask for leave for me, I'll lie down for two days... hang up first."

After hanging up Old Zhang's phone, she put away her phone, looked left and right, her heart dazed.

Don't know where to go.

But if she goes back to the branch now, she will be surrounded and asked endlessly.

Looking at her bleak economic situation and even more tragic health condition and the reality that has no room for decline, she couldn't help but want to get drunk and not wake up again.

Even more tragic is that when she took out her phone, she found that even drinking buddies were hard to find.

First exclude Old Zhang, people like to chatter when they get old, she just hung up the phone, and doesn't want to go to the door to be lectured by the storm.

Then exclude Xiao An, a minor, stay away from alcohol.

Finally, Hua Hua won't work either.

The Aether's eyes are really too sharp, and if she is not careful, she will become a melon to be eaten, so spare me.

After looking around, she found that it seems she can only drink alone.

Until, in the missed calls, she saw the guy who owed her several meals...

Her brows raised slightly.

Isn't this coming.

At least, it's good that the motorcycle is repaired first, right?

Ten minutes later, the roaring motorcycle drove into Ji Jue's small courtyard in the North Mountain area, burning the last tank of gas filled with four hundred yuan.

Just in time for lunch.

Wen Wen turned off the car, took off her helmet, sighed refreshedly, and grinned at the dumbfounded Ji Jue:

"Do you have wine?"

"I said Sister Wen, you just got out of the hospital, right?"

Ji Jue glanced at her calm appearance and asked tentatively: "You wouldn't be unable to find a drinking friend other than me, right?"

"..."

Wen Wen didn't speak, just smiled, looking at him with a kind and friendly look.

So, Ji Jue could only raise his hands to surrender.

"As long as you don't tear down my house when you get drunk, it's enough."

"That's about it!"

Wen Wen patted his shoulder happily, walked in, walked into his living room familiarly, found the half bottle of whiskey she left last time from the cabinet, and blew it heroically, ton ton ton.

Broken, this momentum...

Ji Jue's eyes twitched for a moment, and he ordered Isis to order takeout quickly to get something hot, at least this was before he collapsed, at least eat two hot dishes to pad his stomach.

"I was worried about you for half the night, but you are alive and kicking, nothing happened, and your drinking capacity is longer than my life..."

Ji Jue rummaged through the kitchen and refrigerator, made do, smashed a cucumber and opened a few cans, at least served it before Wen Wen started eating the table when she was drunk: "What happened yesterday? Made such a big battle."

Wen Wen's movements paused, sighed lightly, and her expression became complicated:

"It's a long story."

Ji Jue nodded: "Oh, then don't ask."

"..."

Wen Wen was silent for a long time, looking at him, her expression even more complicated: "You guy... really don't follow the routine at all, right?"

"No, I just think, if you don't want to talk, why should I ask? You ran to my side to drink, can I still look for melons like a fool?"

After Ji Jue inhaled two cans of storm, he finally padded his stomach before picking up the wine glass: "If you want to say it, I will definitely listen, I think I am still quite tight-lipped.

If you don't want to say it, then I'll drink with you, isn't it good to talk about other things? By the way, your motorcycle is not repaired well, the shop is not good, the carbon deposit in the engine is still a bit serious, if this continues, it will be scrapped in a few months."

"What the hell?!"

Wen Wen was furious, her chopsticks were crushed: "It cost me 1,600!"

"... Repair to this extent, you used to come to the mainland auto repair shop, I only charge you 80 and include a fine wash."

Ji Jue asked: "Do you want to change one? The new design in the last few months has made a brand new imitation racing model, and we are planning to enter the city market."

"Forget it, I'll go to that boss to reason later."

Wen Wen sighed, supported her chin, and after pondering for a long time, asked: "How is the situation in Xinquan? No trouble, right..."

"Ah? You mean yesterday? It's okay, it's just that the factory and the ground need to be repaired, no big problem, but other places are jumping around, looking like they are in fear of the day, as if I am going to grab their eggs."

Ji Jue sneered, his expression immediately indifferent: "I didn't expect that two guys who jumped out of nowhere came one after another, one Heart Pivot, one Abyss, which cost me a lot of trouble. When I have time in a few days, I will go see how many good talents and beautiful jade they have."

"..."

Wen Wen's expression became more and more complicated.

According to her understanding of Ji Jue and the craftsman, generally speaking, the meaning of this sentence is no different from "kill his whole family, beat his mother".

No, is it popular to do things so absolutely now?

Wen Wen's eyes twitched: You kid, you don't worry about accidental injury at all!

"Generally speaking, cough cough, what one person does one person bears, the family members are innocent, right?"

"Ah, maybe."

Ji Jue chewed a peanut and threw it into his mouth, not caring: "The family that can raise this kind of thing, maybe destroying the whole family is considered eliminating violence and bringing peace.

Basically, one counts as one, all have pits in their brains!"

He looked up, and then moved: "What's wrong? Sister Wen, are you interested? Do you want to go together?"

Such a good thing to punish evil and promote good, naturally the more teammates the better, especially a top-level thigh like Sister Wen, it would be a waste not to hug!

At that time, you help me hold down my hands, we will split the materials 30-70, 40-60 is not impossible to discuss!

"I'll forget it."

Wen Wen looked at him quietly for a long time, "Because I have a pit in my brain."

Now, it was Ji Jue's turn to be silent.

Ah this... ===== CHAPTER 428 =====