Chapter 29 Cultivation is so tiring, it's not easy to come back alive
"I'm going to get the medicine!"
He had closed his eyes and seemed to have no strength at all to respond to me.
I hurried to the cabinet in the living room.
The cabinets in the public area have their own uses, including food and medicine.
I opened the cabinet labeled medicine, and the fragrance of the elixir immediately hit my nostrils. The fairy air inside was cool and surrounded by magic circles to ensure the freshness of the elixir.
But it only contains commonly used drugs. If you need better drugs, you need to apply and redeem them with credits.
Proving once again the importance of credits.
Outside, expenses are spent in Tianyu coins. But in the academy, everything is decided by credits.
We cultivators fight all year round and always keep some commonly used elixirs with us. We also treat minor injuries by ourselves, which is equivalent to half a doctor.
I took a quick glance, found Bingqingshui, and returned to Honghuang.
It was only the first day of class, and my roommate came back with injuries. This is simply unimaginable for people studying in the mortal world.
Honghuang took a deep breath, his chest and abdominal muscles rising and falling with his breathing, and he was resisting the pain of the wound.
"Lie down," I said to him.
He opened his eyes slightly, looked at me, and moved a little, which seemed to pull the wound, and he frowned in pain.
It hurt me to look at him, and I looked at him with distress: "Brother, on the first day, if you are so afraid of pain, don't work so hard."
He frowned and lay down bit by bit, looking up with expressionless fish eyes: "I can't help it, I want to participate in the comic exhibition, so I have to earn the credits for those days."
Look, credits are so important.
I look at him with mixed feelings, he really likes to be a cosplayer.
But because we are humans and gods, sometimes we are burdened with too many responsibilities, so we cannot achieve complete freedom in our preferences.
He had to attend the Comic Con, so he couldn't do tasks for several days. But in Kunhai, everything was decided by credits, including asking for leave.
Therefore, he needs to earn enough credits for those days during this period, so that he can have enough vacation to attend the comic expo.
I gave him a thumbs up. Anyone who works hard for their dreams deserves admiration!
I immediately poured ice-cold water on his wound. Immediately, the ice-blue liquid purified the demonic light, and the normal-colored blood began to flow out from Honghuang's wound.
Honghuang breathed a sigh of relief, and the abdominal muscles on his stomach rose and fell again.
When he wanted to get up, I immediately pressed his chest and said, "Don't move."
He looked at me and I was about to explain when the door opened and someone came back.
I was facing the direction of the door, and when I raised my face, I happened to see our team leader standing there with his body curled up, holding a computer in his arms and looking up at us slightly.
At that moment, I actually saw his face, an unusually pretty, even delicate little face, so delicate that it couldn't stand up to the inherent image of an otaku.
He also looked at us blankly, his eyes that had become extraordinarily large due to weight loss were shining with an indescribable light.
Damn it!
I feel like I'm being driven by someone! It turns out you are such a homebody!
Captain, what strange message does your subtle look reveal?
He suddenly came to his senses, hurriedly lowered his face and ran away.
"Captain!" I called him immediately, "Honghuang is injured, can you come over and help?"
Don't let his mind run wild with trains! It will be awkward for everyone to look at each other when they meet in the future.
Yu Jiutian looked very torn. He went back and forth for a long time, but finally decided to come over. You could feel that he had taken up a lot of courage.
Before and after his "transformation", his body shape completely changed.
It's not that the magical technique makes him bigger or smaller, but he directly shrinks half of his body.
Yu Jiutian sat down opposite me, still huddled in the broad brim of his hat, not showing any trace of his appearance: "I, what can I do..."
I gave him the gauze: "Hold it for me first."
He took the gauze and when he saw Honghuang's wound, he became quiet and finally stopped running for the train.
Honghuang looked at me with confusion on his face. I rubbed my hands together, and a spiritual light began to flash in my hands.
Honghuang's face showed surprise: "What level is your healing skill?" he asked calmly.
I raised my lips and smiled at him: "It's level seven."
His medium-sized eyes immediately widened in surprise.
I put my hands on his wound: "I only practiced defense and healing skills. Because I am more afraid of death, I have practiced everything that can save my life. By the way, I can teleport very quickly."
Nowadays, in cultivation, subjects are divided into more fine details.
Because many people think that if you don't become an immortal, it's not bad to be a celestial being. Having a long life and being able to do magic is as cool as having super powers.
After mastering one subject, you can find a good job in the Heaven Realm. You can continue to stay in the Heaven Realm and be a celestial being, and you don't have to face life-threatening dangers all day long.
For example, doctors were called medical immortals in the past.
For example, pharmacists were called Danxians in the past.
For example, mechanical engineers were called magicians in the past.
There are many, many careers that are suitable for Tianyu students like me.
Therefore, Tianyu also has the Seventy-Two Tianyu College that specializes in these majors.
In the human world, it is a specialist.
I used the spiritual light in my hand to treat Honghuang's wounds. Although I haven't reached level ten yet, I can now handle simple injuries.
"Having me in the team means we have a human shield and a pharmacist. Isn't it a good deal?" I looked at the captain and Honghuang teasingly.
Honghuang was stunned. He lay on the ground and stared at me blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.
The captain looked at me blankly under the brim of his hat for a moment, then suddenly took out his cell phone and started chatting without knowing what he was doing.
Honghuang's wounds gradually healed under my spiritual light. I looked at him: "Why don't you use magic to transform if you like cosplay? The cosmetics below are harmful to our skin and take time."
I healed his wounds while talking, which could relieve his pain.
He frowned, with a look of seriousness on his face: "Using magic is like cheating. I feel disrespectful to the profession of cosplay."
I looked at him with admiration, Honghuang was extremely serious about cosplay.
When every cosplayer puts on makeup, every stroke shows respect for the circle, and is also serious and responsible for the role.
The wound finally healed. I breathed a long sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from my forehead, and stretched out my hand to the captain: "Gauze."
The captain immediately put down his cell phone and handed it over.
I moistened the gauze with ice cold water and wiped off the blood stains around Honghuang's wound. It was perfect.
Honghuang stretched out his hand and touched it, with a look of admiration: "Professional."
Honghuang's whole person was lazy, and even when he spoke, he cherished his words like gold.
He didn't get up either, and lay still on the ground with his hands completely spread out.
I looked at him and frowned: "Get up, I'll heal your wounds."
The injuries just treated were only external, so he must also have internal injuries.
Honghuang lazily turned over and faced out: "I don't want to move anymore, I'm too tired..."
"..." The aura displayed by Honghuang's whole person is that cultivating immortals is really tiring!