"Come again."

    Jiang Changkong said again.

    Zhou Wen nodded and shot again: "if you can''t bear it, just say."

    Jiang Changkong nodded and got another slap. This time it''s no problem.

    The second palm, continue to carry, let the strength beat the body.

    However, the iron cloth shirt did not move.

    After playing for five minutes, the iron cloth shirt finally moved.

    twenty point seven four zero

    Only 0.1?

    He suddenly felt that he was still stabbed and came faster.

    Pain goes faster.

    "Take a break."

    Until 2140.

    Jiang Changkong stopped. He found that the more he was beaten, the slower he was promoted.

    First five minutes, then seven minutes, ten minutes.

    Moreover, with being beaten, he will feel very tired and exhausted, this damn body.

    He played for nearly half an hour until 21. It''s hard to improve and he''s too tired.

    Sitting on the ground, Jiang Changkong asked, "you said, doctor Ziling, you want to improve your treatment ability?"

    "Yes, you should not know that the star demon contains star stones."

    Zhou Wen thought and said, "some star stones have mutated and have special abilities because of some unknown reasons."

    Jiang Changkong understood that these special abilities can be refined.

    Ziling has obtained this healing ability, which needs to be continuously exercised, honed and fit.

    This ability has just been acquired. It''s not particularly powerful.

    Some serious injuries cannot be treated, only small wounds can be treated.

    That''s why the clinic is opened here, not in Wudao school.

    Those guys in Wudao school are not light or heavy. Once they start, the wound is so hot that it is difficult to cure.

    "Star demon."

    Jiang Changkong touched his chin. The spirit of the star demon must be a lot.

    "Don''t think about it. You''re so weak. You''re sweating all over for a while. You want to join the martial arts school. I don''t know when."

    Zhou Wen shook his head. This is not a blow, but the truth.

    Jiang Changkong nodded: "so, the sword goes sideways, or continue to get the knife?"

    Zhou Wen: "

    You are the first person I have ever seen who dares to stab himself with a knife.

    If he didn''t see that Jiang Changkong was normal, he wondered if there was a hole in his brain.

    "Sister Ziling, I won''t promise."

    Zhou Wen said reluctantly, "Why are you so cruel to yourself? You can''t hurry to practice martial arts. You can buy medicinal materials to quench your body, and strengthening liquid can also do."

    Jiang Changkong shakes his head. He can''t afford medicine.

    Fortified liquid, he can''t afford it.

    "The poor can only bear more hardships."

    Jiang Changkong said, "why don''t you talk nice to Dr. Ziling? I''ll practice iron cloth shirt and she can improve her treatment ability?"

    Zhou Wen shook his head and refused his request.

    You''re not suffering much. You''re hurting yourself.

    "Keep practicing." Zhou Wen got up and said.

    Jiang Changkong stood up and recovered a lot in his body. He could strengthen a little more.

    This time, he didn''t improve until noon.

    The two are also familiar. Ziling''s full name is Ji Ziling.

    Yingji clinic takes a surname as a sign.

    There is also a boss surnamed Ying, who is the schoolsister Zhou Wen wants to pursue.

    Lunch is cooked by Ji Ziling. It tastes good.

    After dinner, Jiang Changkong didn''t hurry to practice, but went to the vegetable market.

    Now it is a world where almost all people practice martial arts, and there is a great demand for meat.

    We all like fresh meat, so we have fresh meat in the morning and afternoon.

    After walking around, he gained 2 more energy and spirit. He kept it.

    Good steel is used on the blade. When you are small and complete, you can directly upgrade to Dacheng.

    Continue to exercise in the afternoon, and the result was improved by 0.5.

    Iron cloth shirt: Xiaocheng 22.540.

    Eating the dinner prepared by Ji Ziling, Jiang Changkong moved: "brother Wen, can you do me a favor?"

    Zhou Wen looked up: "what busy? It''s too difficult. I''ll refuse."

    "It''s not difficult, but I want to be a butcher..."

    "No."

    Zhou Wen resolutely refused.

    Didn''t you see that Ji Ziling hid all your daggers?

    Be a butcher?

    Do you want to kill chickens and sheep, or wipe your neck?

    Who''s right?

    For such people who stab themselves at every turn, it is best to stay away from the murder weapon.

    Ji Ziling glanced at him: "you can die somewhere else if you want to die. Don''t smash my sign."

    Jiang Changkong explained, "no, I just want to find a job."

    "Young, what kind of butcher? Well, you work in the shop with a monthly salary of 3000." Zhou Wendao.

    Ji Ziling nodded without objection.

    Before he could speak, Zhou Wen continued, "besides, do you think it''s easy to be a butcher? You need to prove it."

    Jiang Chang opened his mouth and said, "thank you very much."

    After dinner, Jiang Changkong began to work at Yingji clinic.

    Zhou Wen helped him exercise every day, and Ji Ziling treated the wounded.

    But the wounded here are all skin injuries.

    The most serious thing is that I killed the fish and didn''t leave much blood.

    Jiang Changkong naturally didn''t get the essence.

    Go to the vegetable market every day and practice iron cloth shirts.

    Time flies, and five days pass.

    It''s 25 o''clock.

    It''s getting slower and slower in the back, and the energy is saved to 16 o''clock.

    Jiang Changkong didn''t stab himself again. Ji Ziling didn''t say anything, but she didn''t have any enthusiasm.

    He found a problem. Ji Ziling was indifferent to him and Zhou Wen.

    Although not that cold appearance, but with a sense of alienation thousands of miles away.

    That evening, when Jiang Changkong finished cleaning the tables and chairs of the clinic, Ji Ziling also packed up and was ready to leave.

    Zhou Wen left first.

    "Dr. Ji."

    A scream full of panic came.

    A woman, holding a middle-aged man covered with blood, came in: "Dr. Ji, please help him."

    Essence, Qi and spirit + 1 + 0.1

    The spirit and spirit are constantly mobilized, and the man''s spirit and spirit are scattered a lot.

    Ji Ziling quickly dumped the green light and disappeared into the middle-aged man.

    But the man was still bleeding, and a few green lights couldn''t stop.

    A few more green lights, which barely stopped the blood.

    "He was badly hurt. I can only stabilize his condition and send him to the hospital immediately." Ji Ziling said.

    "Thank you, Dr. Ji."

    The woman quickly helped up the middle-aged man, but she was too tired. One leg was soft and she fell down.

    The middle-aged man fell directly to the ground.

    Ji Ziling quickly helped the woman, and Jiang Changkong helped the middle-aged man dangerously.

    Looked at Ji Ziling strangely. It was obvious that the man was hurt more seriously. If he fell, he would die.

    I chose to help women.

    "I carried him to the hospital."

    Jiang Changkong picked up the middle-aged man and ran out.

    Ji Ziling followed, shook his hand with a green light, and disappeared into the seriously injured man to help stabilize the injury.

    "Thank you, thank you." the woman kept thanking.

    He trotted all the way to the hospital. Fortunately, he had a small iron cloth shirt and had no problem carrying a person.

    However, before long, he felt tired. As soon as he consumed, he felt sleepy.

    Fortunately, the hospital was not far away. As soon as Jiang Changkong arrived, a doctor came to help pick up the middle-aged man.

    "Let''s go."

    Ji Ziling turned and left.

    Jiang Changkong shook his body and felt tired.

    The woman also thanked at the door: "thank you, thank you so much."

    "You go in and take care of him." Jiang Changkong dropped a sentence and followed Ji Ziling closely.

    "He was hurt by a cow. Do you still want to be a butcher?"

    Ji Ziling said suddenly.

    "Just curious." Jiang Changkong smiled and didn''t say much.

    Ji Ziling didn''t speak again.

    They were separated. Jiang Changkong wiped his sweat secretly and was tired.

    But looking at the spirit, I couldn''t help laughing:

    "Not bad."

    Five more points and saved a man.

    At 21 o''clock, the person who was seriously injured just now escaped and came out at 5 o''clock.