"Isn't it?" Seeing Zhang Zhuxun's expression was wrong, Jiang Lu asked suspiciously, "Your small body is obviously caused by long-term malnutrition and overwork."
He rolled his eyes, stood up neatly, closed the door of the ward, walked back and lowered his voice: "Are you afraid of the other party's revenge? Don't be afraid, my sister will call the police for you and testify for you. We must not let the dark forces go unpunished.
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Zhang Zhuxun couldn't help but laugh or cry, and he explained it in a series of explanations, and finally made her believe it.
Jiang Lu stood up, patted his white coat, and smacked his lips with some regret, "Okay, sister, I still have something to do, let's chat another day."
"You can live here with peace of mind. If you have anything to do, just ask the nurse and call me. I'm out of the chest, Jiang Lu." Before leaving, Jiang Lu didn't forget to warn him and pointed to the nameplate. Zhang Zhuoxun obediently agreed.
She just left.
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Several days passed after Zhang Zhuxun woke up, and the system that had been offline since the start of the sacrifice finally started to bubble.
[System prompt: Qinling Sacred Tree mission completed, rewards will now begin]
[Rewards distributed successfully]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the ability to materialize (intermediate level), additional reward: danger perception ability (elementary, perception range 100 meters)]
Zhang Zhuxun said hello in his mind, "Long time no see, System."
【Long time no see】
[Turn on self-healing function]
As soon as the system finished speaking, Zhang Zhuxun felt a warm current welling up from his heart and flowing into his limbs, making his whole body feel a lot more relaxed.
He cleared his throat tentatively and said two words in a lowered voice. Apart from being a little hoarse, he felt no other discomfort.
[The host's meridians, muscles and internal organs are damaged to varying degrees. To avoid suspicion, I will repair some for the host regularly every day]
Zhang Zhuxun picked up the fruit knife on the table, peeled an apple and took a bite, [So you were already in my mind when I was young, right?]
In the past, he always thought that his quick recovery after an injury was due to his bloodline and physical constitution, but now it seems that it was the fault of the system.
【Yes】
Zhang Shuxun felt sulky when he thought about being tricked into such a miserable state by the system, even though he had no choice but to do so.
After gnawing the apple in twos and twos, I threw it away. The core bounced on the edge of the trash can and finally fell in.
"Tsk." Zhang Zhuxun was a little unhappy. After lying down for so long, his skills really deteriorated.
[When will Wu Xiaoxie and the others go to Yunding Tiangong?]
Zhang Zhu asked.
【January next year】
Zhang Zhuxun counted with his fingers, [There are still two months left, there is still enough time.]
The system was silent for a while and then said, [Are the host sure you want to go to Genting Tiangong?]
Zhang Zhuoxun raised his eyebrows, [Huh?]
[Are you afraid that I can’t defeat the thing behind the bronze door?]
[Based on the current strength of the host, this is indeed the case]
Zhang Zhuxun smiled nonchalantly and said, "Don't worry, I'm just going to take a look. I won't act rashly without absolute certainty."
[Besides, you’re still here, you won’t see me in danger, right?]
The system answered very seriously [The host is right]
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Zhang Shuxun lay in the hospital for a month. The system repaired all the hidden injuries on his body, and Zhang Shuxun finally made up for some of his lost flesh.
The doctor finally announced that he could be discharged from the hospital.
I originally wanted to treat Jiang Lu and the attending doctor to a meal, but unfortunately Jiang Lu was sent to Beijing this week for study and exchange.
When the dinner was over, Zhang Bo found an opportunity to give a wooden box and a camera to the nurse sister who had been in charge of him during his hospitalization. He asked her to send the wooden box to Jiang Lu in Beijing and gave her the camera as a thank you.
etiquette.
The nurse was a little flattered. She didn't expect that she just mentioned it casually during the chat, and Zhang Zhuxun remembered it. So while expressing her gratitude, she repeatedly said that she would send the envelope to.
The nurse had a day off the next day, so she took advantage of this time to go to the post office to mail something. When she went to work on the third day, she saw the empty ward, and when she asked her colleagues, she found out that the good-looking patient had left yesterday.<
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Zhang Zhuxun did not return to Hangzhou because he knew that as soon as his front foot set foot on the ground of Hangzhou, the news of his appearance would immediately reach Pan Zi's ears, and then Xiaozhen would also know.
He couldn't meet them yet, so he could only choose to use a roundabout way to send out the letter he left for Xiaozhen. Even when he was hospitalized, he used a false identity created by the system.
Even if they wanted to verify it, they would still have to go through a lot of trouble. By then, he should have already explored the route to the Genting Heavenly Palace, and maybe he could go in for a tour in advance.
Sitting on the train to Shenyang, Zhang Zhuxun thought happily, then closed his eyes and pulled off the blindfold.
When I woke up, the window was covered in silver.
I walked out of the train station with my backpack on one shoulder, looked for a nearby mutton restaurant, went in and ordered a mutton soup.
The milky white soup is dotted with a little green, and the taste is mellow and rich. In the cold winter, it warms the heart.
After finishing the donkey meat sesame cakes and warming himself by the stove, Zhang Zhuxun put the packaged sesame cakes into his backpack, then opened the thick curtain and went out.
The heavy snow fell, and soon Zhang Zhuxun’s hair was dyed white.
The air-conditioning hit, Zhang Zhuxun sneezed, shook his head to shake off the snow on his hat, then buttoned the top button of his cotton-padded coat, finally put on his hood, put on his backpack and headed towards the place where he had just asked the owner of the mutton soup shop.
Go in the direction.
After coming out of Wufangzhai, Zhang Zhuxun carried several boxes with simple and exquisite packaging in his hands. He walked to a corner, looked left and right and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he put all the sesame cakes and rice dumplings in his backpack into the space.
Then he walked to the train station. Passing by a large supermarket on the way, Zhang Zhuxun stood at the door and thought for two seconds, then walked in and bought a bunch of useful things, which he also stored in the space.
In the station, the clear and sweet voice of the announcer reminded all passengers that the train bound for Erdaobaihe was about to arrive.
Zhang Zhuoxun followed the crowd to the ticket gate, entered the station smoothly, and got on the train to Erdaobaihe.
