Chapter 131: One Billion to Find a Physician, I Don't Allow Him to Die
All students in training were thrown into the Wolf Valley.
Song Jing turned around and looked at the other side of Pingba, "Come out."
Lao Zhong and the others were all startled and turned around sharply. They didn't find anything on the other side of the flat dam.
The snow wolf, which was all white and tall and mighty, led another silver wolf, whose fur was more silver-white and slightly slender than it, up the hillside on the other side of Pingba. There were three more at their feet.
The little silver wolf seems to have just reached full term.
"Snow Wolf King!" Lao Zhong and the others' eyes widened, their expressions even more wary.
Song Jing stretched out his hand and said, "Come here."
The silver wolf stopped with its three cubs, and the snow wolf king walked towards Song Jing alone, his long and thick snow-white wolf fur fluttering in the morning breeze, occasionally blocking his quiet, bloodthirsty blue eyes.
"Instructor!"
Lao Zhong and the others were a little worried. As soon as they moved, they saw the Snow Wolf King walking up to Song Jing. He glanced at Song Jing for a few times, lowered his head and rubbed the palm of Song Jing's hand with his head, which was bigger than Song Jing's body. Shen Jing said
The cold-blooded Wolf King suddenly felt a little more approachable.
"Snow King, long time no see." Song Jing's eyes were filled with smiles and he rubbed the Snow Wolf King's furry head.
"Aww." The Snow Wolf King responded in a low voice, turned around and walked back, picked up a lively little wolf cub in his mouth, walked back to Song Jing, put the little wolf cub at her feet, and used
The tip of her nose pushed the little wolf cub towards her feet.
Song Jing raised his eyebrows, "You want to give me one of your cubs to raise?"
"Aww." The Snow Wolf King nodded, then turned around and barked at Silver Wolf, who came over with the other two cubs and lowered his head to Song Jing.
Lao Zhong and the others were all dumbfounded. How could this look like the Snow Wolf King taking his wife and children home to meet their elders?
"I'm studying now. It's not convenient to raise wolf cubs."
"Ouch." The Snow Wolf King pushed the cub towards Song Jing's legs again.
"Do you have to give it to me to raise?" Song Jing paused and glanced at the silver wolf next to him, "Okay, then I will accept this little wolf cub."
"Snow King, I threw a group of people in. Please tell your tribe to scare people to death, but don't actually kill them."
"Aww." The Snow Wolf King responded, nodded to Song Jingding, and rushed down the hillside with Silver Wolf and the other two cubs.
"Aww, aww~~" The little wolf cub that was left behind raised its neck and screamed miserably twice. It found that its parents and brothers had no intention of stopping and waiting for it, so it lay down sadly.
Ears and tail.
Song Jing leaned over and rubbed its head, "Your father gave you to me, and you will follow me from now on."
"Ouch." The little wolf cub raised his head pitifully, with tears glistening in his blue eyes.
"Instructor, are you very close to Snow Wolf King?" Lao Zhang asked.
Snow Wolf is spiritual, and the Snow Wolf King is even willing to give his own cubs to Song Jing to raise, which shows his absolute trust and closeness to Song Jing.
But that was the Snow Wolf King who ruled the entire Wolf Valley. He was a terrifying existence that made people like them cry for father and mother. When facing Song Jing, he actually looked like a big dog. It was too fantasy.
"I rescued it a few years ago and took it with me to avenge the tribe." Song Jing said it lightly, but the four directors were frightened when they heard it.
So a few years ago, a large number of gray wolves died in the Wolf Valley, and their blood flowed into a small river in the Wolf Valley. Was it Song Jing's masterpiece?
The instructor is indeed as perverted as ever!
Song Jing picked up the wolf cub, climbed onto the big stone and sat down while holding one hand on one side of the stone.
From this location, you can basically overlook the entire Wolf Valley.
Song Jing looked at it for a while, then put the wolf cub next to his lap, bent one leg and took out his mobile phone.
There is a message on the phone from a hidden number.
[Xiao Jing'er, the news has placed an order for us, offering one billion to find the whereabouts of the miracle doctor. Do you want to take it? 】
Feng Sheng was a member of the Shi family, and he had placed orders for Heiyun to find a miracle doctor before, but that was to treat Mr. Shi.
Now that the old man's illness has been cured, why is there a rumor that he suddenly places an order of one billion to find a miracle doctor? And the price is only one billion. It can be seen that the news is very urgent.
Song Jing frowned, but before he could reply, the buzzing sound of a helicopter could be heard above his head.
Song Jing looked up, and the wind blown by the helicopter propeller lifted her hair.
Xiang Wenxing jumped off the helicopter, looking anxious, "Sister Jing, something happened to Brother Yan, the situation is very critical. We placed an order with Hei Yun to find a miracle doctor, but Hei Yun has not responded yet. Sister Jing, I remember your medical skills
Very good too, please come with me to see Brother Yan!"
Shi Yan went to Country Y because of Country Y's provocation against Feng Country. Song Jing could probably guess what he was going to do without checking.
The danger was certain, but Shi Yan was surrounded by capable people. Song Jing never thought that Shi Yan was in danger, and his life seemed to be hanging by a thread at the moment.
"Old Zhong, you guys are watching the training in Wolf Valley." Song Jing picked up the wolf cub and stood up, "Let's go."
"Okay." Xiang Wenxing nodded gratefully and immediately took Song Jing onto the helicopter.
Song Jing originally thought he would go directly to Country Y, but he didn't expect that the helicopter actually flew into the imperial capital and parked in a courtyard.
"Sister Jing, this way." Xiang Wenxing quickly led Song Jing around the corridor and went to the backyard in a familiar way.
There were many people similar to Ding Jia and the others standing guard in the corridor of the courtyard, all with solemn expressions.
Entering the backyard, Qi Shang and the others were there. They saw Song Jingdu striding over, "Sister Jing, Brother Yan is in the operating room."
Song Jing didn't say anything. He changed into a set of sterile clothes and entered the operating room. There were six doctors inside. Everyone looked very nervous and there was a thin layer of cold sweat on their foreheads.
The doctors who wanted to come here had been greeted in advance. When one of them saw Song Jing coming in, he immediately stepped forward and said in detail: "The micro bomb is only 0.001 mm away from Shi Ye's heart. If there is a slight mistake, it will explode in an instant."
Song Jing said nothing. He glanced at Shi Yan, who was lying on the operating table with an oxygen mask on his face, and stepped forward to check the injury on his chest.
The bomb in his body is a newly developed type of micro-bomb that is launched like a bullet, but after it is immersed in the human body, as long as the force is slightly stronger when removing the bomb, or the hand is shaken just a little, the micro-bomb will detonate.
"Dr. Song, can you perform this surgery?"
Song Jing said nothing, lowered his eyes and took the scalpel from the operating tray.
"Dr. Song, are you really okay?" A doctor next to him said nervously when he saw Song Jing was so young: "If there is one mistake, Mr. Shi's life will be lost."
Song Jing opened his eyelids coldly, and the doctor who was speaking tightened his back at her glance, and his eyes flickered in fear.
Song Jing lowered his eyes, holding the scalpel and stabbing down steadily, "I didn't agree to his death, and the King of Hell can't take his life!"