Staying alone in the system consciousness space, upgrading the level through designated roles, further speeding up the physical recovery progress in the world of Liangjian. This is the most motivating thing for Wang Chengzhu at the moment, as if he was sitting on a bench in the yard basking in the sun in the afternoon and was touched by that person.
Motivational encouragement from a gay man holding the parallel bars and walking back and forth doing rehabilitation exercises.
A man should strengthen himself. After being injured, he lies in bed and needs the care of his comrades and fellow villagers for food, drink and sleep. This situation may have been accustomed to veteran soldiers who are often injured and have "medal" wounds from swords and bullets. But Wang Chengzhu is different. Now he comes from a
In peaceful times, the social atmosphere emphasizes a person's self-reliance and self-improvement and not causing trouble to others.
My parents were both working at home, and they spent less time together and more time away from each other. They cultivated a life attitude in young people who can solve problems by themselves without asking for help, and can repay the society without causing trouble. After arriving in 1940, I lay down for three days to recuperate and wait for recovery.
, physical recovery is a visible road, but Wang Chengzhu now has an opportunity to turn mediocrity into a miracle.
Seizing the opportunity to get better quickly is what Wang Chengzhu is most motivated to do now. Time is ticking by, and the character level has been raised to level 70. The physical recovery progress has increased, and it is now 100%.
Forty-five health.
Previously, he learned the sub-professional decomposition, which allows him to decompose useless equipment into materials. This time, Wang Chengzhu chose to learn the sub-professional puppet control, which allows him to turn the materials into moron puppets that can be driven for a period of time to assist him in combat.
After clearing the fatigue value, Wang Chengzhu was a little idle, because he could see that the date and time had not reached six in the morning. There were still a few hours before dawn, so he clicked on the smart assistant Lao Xi and asked a few questions about how to quickly spend time in the conscious space.
It’s a matter of time. The answer I got was that you can synthesize the material dropped by the giant library copy - book fragments, and randomly synthesize a book to read.
Wang Chengzhu opened the inventory and was dazzled by the colorful materials in front of him. There were cosmetics, aquamarine, rifle parts, wrenches, etc. He quickly arranged the items by type and found the two highest-level drops, book fragments and book dust.
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Twenty book dusts can be synthesized into one book fragment, and twenty book fragments can be randomly synthesized into a large 16-karat book with 49 to 2955 pages.
Wang Chengzhu thought that he came here randomly. The 49 pages of the old Tuo Diamond Sutra reached the sixth edition of the reduced edition of Cihai. The depth of this card drawing pool deserves the name of a giant library copy. Just do it and put all the contents in your backpack
After all the synthetic materials of the two books are consumed, two books will be obtained. One is "Possession or Existence" by Teacher Fromm, and the other is "On the Empirical Spirit" by Teacher Comte.
Why are they all philosophy books? Why didn’t I get books like biographies, travel notes and novels? Wang Chengzhu was a little frustrated. It’s not that philosophy books are not good and they are not as convenient as storybooks to pass the time. It’s just that the knowledge about values and life philosophy is a bit difficult to understand.
, this system and Liangjian World obviously have no "book chewers" who can open and interpret books to share knowledge with Wang Chengzhu.
I got two books, walked to the stairs beside the storage box, and placed "On the Empirical Spirit" on the bookshelf to enrich the cultural atmosphere of the furnishings in the tree hole. I sat on the steps holding another book and leaned against it.
The walls of the tree house cast a silver light through the leaves of the sacred branches of Yanofa above. I opened them casually and looked at them carefully.
"To know yourself, you must not only know the self you know, but also the self you don't know—even if you have a vague understanding of what you don't know..."
There was a book to pass the time, and it felt like the years were passing by. Soon, Wang Chengzhu felt that his body had "woke up", and he picked up a thin white crystal fragment and tied it to the red binding line.
Make a stator on the silk bookmark and place the book on the floor in front of the bookshelf.
He stood up and pressed the game menu on his left forearm, and tapped the sword finger of his right hand twice to end the game. His consciousness left the system space without a complete body, returned to Wang Chengzhu's body in the world of Bright Sword, and opened his eyes to face the new day. March 3, 1940, the twenty-fifth day of the first lunar month.
Looking at the date and time on the system panel, Wang Chengzhu didn't feel that today was Sunday at all. He just felt that his chest no longer hurt and he had gained a lot of strength.
The guard who was watching the night had a tired look on his face. Seeing that Wang Chengzhu, whom he was looking after on the night shift, had woken up, he quickly stood up and asked with concern: "Comrade, the rooster has just crowed, do you need any help?"<
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Wang Chengzhu was lying on the hospital bed and glanced at the door on the right. Through the crack in the door, he noticed that it was still dark outside. He looked at the nursing soldier and asked for a toilet: "Comrade, please bring the toilet over and help me stand up. Yesterday,
I fell asleep not long after I lay down, and now I feel a little suffocated."
The guard soldier carried the commode from the east wall and helped Wang Chengzhu sit up. He helped Wang Chengzhu stand beside the bed with one hand and held the commode with the other for convenience. After the sound of dripping water turned into a dripping sound, Wang Chengzhu
Sitting back on the hospital bed, the nursing soldier took the hot toilet and went out to dump the waste and cleaning equipment.
Wang Chengzhu was sitting alone in the ward, holding the edge of the bed with both hands and trying to push himself up, trying to stand up. The strength on his waist was okay, but his chest muscles were a little tingling when his upper arms were stretched hard.
Wang Chengzhu knew that this was a sign of some muscle relaxation after physical injury, and that the chest muscles had not fully healed after being injured and torn. Thinking that the guarding soldiers might come back at any time, he stopped trying to stand up, lest his comrades worry about him. p>
The nursing soldier pushed the door in with a washed toilet bowl, and conveniently placed the toilet bowl behind the door away from the hospital bed. He turned around and asked Wang Chengzhu: "Comrade, are you thirsty? The canteen has boiled water for breakfast, and there is ready-made hot water.
Drink water."
Wang Chengzhu did not brush off his comrade's kindness, thanked him, and asked the guarding soldier to bring back some hot water in an enamel tank. Half a tank of boiling water was brought over, let it dry all the way, and then it was ready for consumption. It was not the first month of the year, so
In the early morning, the outdoor temperature was not high, and the caretakers carried the jars to warm their hands all the way back.
The sun lit up the skyline from the southeast, and the sky above the mountains to the east was white and blue, and the shadows brightened up. Wang Chengzhu's ward door opened to the south, and he couldn't see such a scenery, but he felt that the outside of the door was gradually getting brighter.
.I just touched my hand in the dark to relieve myself. Fortunately, I don’t have night blindness, so all the resurrecting soup fell into the chamber pot.
At dawn, there were bursts of noise from the east side of the yard. I guess it was the attending doctor who had arrived and led his people to start rounds, but they had not yet visited Wang Chengzhu’s ward.
The wooden door, which was ajar, was pushed open, and a dark figure walked in. It turned out to be the guard soldier who was looking after Wang Chengzhu, carrying a vat. The yard was bright, but the cave had no windows, so everything looked at against the light was pitch black. p>
The hot water was delivered. Wang Chengzhu held the enamel jar and warmed his hands first. He blew on the rising mist of hot water and drank the water in small sips. Moisturizing his throat and licking his lips, he waited for his body to adapt to this.
The temperature of the half tank of water and the temperature of the half tank of hot boiling water has also dropped to a level that does not burn your mouth. Wang Chengzhu drank the water in three or four gulps and placed the empty white-yellow enamel tank on the windowsill less than an arm's length away on the right side of his body.
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The nursing soldier sat on the low stool in front of the hospital bed. After the knock on the door, he stood up and opened the door.
It turned out to be a doctor's round, or yesterday the doctor came in with four or five medical staff and saw Wang Chengzhu sitting by the bed. He said hello: "Comrade, you got up very early! Lie back on the bed first, lie on your back,
By the way, tell me how it feels."
Wang Chengzhu lay flat on the bed with the support of the nursing staff and the attending doctor. While letting the attending doctor perform a physical examination, he answered questions: "Good morning, doctor! After dinner last night, he fell asleep not long after it got dark. One night
It’s quite peaceful. I woke up early to relieve myself and drank half a teacup of hot water.”
After completing the physical examination, the doctor took out the stethoscope from the pocket of his white coat, stuck the listening earpieces on both sides of the tragus, picked up the chest piece with his right hand and put it on the hospital gown and said: "Please shut up!" Then he said:
He moved his right hand in front of Wang Chengzhu's chest and listened. After a while, he helped Wang Chengzhu sit up and auscultated the left and right sides of his back.
The attending doctor stood up, took off the ear piece, rolled up the sound-transmitting hose, and put the stethoscope back into his white coat pocket. He cleared his throat and gave the doctor's instructions: "I'm recovering well, there are no rales in my lungs. I will continue to take liquid food today.
Drink more water and exercise more. If the weather is nice, just hold on to the parallel bars and walk in the yard. It will be good for your body."