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Chapter 809

Hou Yuquan nodded seriously, then glanced at Ling Miao, and his eyes were full of brightness.

"This is Ling Miao Yaoshi, the personal disciple of the Living Hell, right? I have also heard of your daimyo in Kyoto."

Ling Miao said respectfully: "Ling Miao has met Mr. Hou."

Hou Yuquan asked lightly: "Why don't you go to Kyoto to work?"

His tone was a bit stern, as if he was questioning.

Although Ling Miao didn't like his tone, she still said: "I have a little hometown complex. I think that since I have the ability, I will come back to add bricks and tiles to my hometown."

Hou Yuquan seemed to be very disdainful of her thoughts and said proudly: "Silly, with your ability, you can only shine in Kyoto."

"With this sign of the Living Hell, your treatment in Kyoto will be much higher than that of ordinary people."

"I can't even judge which platform is more suitable for your development? I really don't know how your master taught me."

"A place like Tianjiang where birds do not shit, compared with Kyoto, that is the gap between cities and rural areas!"

Ling Miao's face changed slightly. She said that she had a hometown complex, not a perfunctory saying to deal with it.

But she really has this idea!

Otherwise, there were so many branches of the stewardship department that she had paid for, and the rewards were amazing one after another. Why didn't she agree?

Hou Yuquan directly insulted Tianjiang Province, so she naturally couldn't help it.

Perhaps Lu Fengxian noticed her emotions and hurried forward to hold her palm.

Ling Miao then held back not losing his temper, but stood there silently.

Lu Fengxian said with a little embarrassed expression: "Mr. Hou, will I take Ling Miao in to see Captain Wu's injuries?"

Hou Yuquan looked calm and said, "Please do it."

After saying that, he glanced at Qin Yang and ignored him directly. Young people of this age in the martial arts department were all useless people, so there was no need to look at them.

Qin Yang didn't care about his attitude, and followed him into the cave.

Several team members were in a coma, and the worst injuries were caused by the Wujiang River. Several team doctors used all their means to hold them back.

Ling Miao's face became extremely serious when she saw the injuries on Wujiangbian.

She hurriedly walked up, and after a moment, she said bitterly: "I'm sorry, I can't save the captain..."

Shen Wanying was shocked: "Sister Ling, don't! The captain cannot die! If he is gone, where can we find such a good captain on our eighth team in the future!"

She was really crying in a hurry now.

Ling Miao turned around and looked at Qin Yang with hope.

Shen Wanying also came to his senses, and he grabbed Qin Yang's hand and pulled him over.

"Qin Yang, can you save the captain, right? You can definitely do it!"

Qin Yang glanced at it and said lightly: "Don't worry, with me here, Captain Wu can't die."

Shen Wanying was overjoyed: "If you can save the captain, I will give you all the deposits!"

Qin Yang said speechlessly: "That's not necessary. Not to mention that I still have the title of a member of the special operations team. Even if I don't, Captain Wu is my friend. I can't stand it and refuse to save me."

After saying that, Qin Yang asked Ling Miao to take out some herbs and walk aside to grind it.

Ling Miao rolled her eyes again, and this bastard was hiding from him again!

More than ten minutes later, Qin Yang made a very rough pill, and then made some herbal juices and poured them all into Wujiangbian's mouth.

Wujiangbian's injuries began to recover in a short while. Although he had only healed a little, his spiritual will had recovered.

"Ahem, ahem!"

The Wujiang River coughed violently, and Qin Yang's medicine juice and pills were effective immediately.
Chapter completed!
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