Ascension

Chapter 39 Therapist, Condition Judgment
"Brat, who are you?"

A short, middle-aged man in a white robe turned his head and stared at Mr. Ye Han.

No matter how you look at it, the desert witch is in a near-death state, with only her last breath left.

If you miss the last chance of rescue, and if you don't give a helping hand in time, the rare witch's family spirit will return to the fate of heaven.

"I said, stop!"

Mr. Yehan, who narrowed his eyes, repeated for the second time.

Obviously the color of the skin is so pale, and the overall breath is so weak.

Even his voice lacked energy, far from being able to compare with Bing Ji's bell-like voice.

But for some reason, the short man didn't dare to say the swear words that came to his lips.

Looking at the three people and three beasts next to them, they also stopped casting spells for no reason.

His eyes flicked back and forth, and finally fixed on Bing Ji, as if he was waiting for his final order.

"reason."

Bing Ji smiled bluntly, his eyes turned cold.

Just two simple words, condensing strong doubts and distrust.

"If you really want to stab the witch to death, the heart, the brain, these key areas, just choose one knife."

"I have better choices, why do I have to chop so many knives, perverted massacre?"

"It's hard to say, some people look white and clean, but their hearts are dark..."

The short man snorted and muttered in a low voice that everyone could hear.

Lord Yehan glanced at him, and said coldly:
"Don't blame me for not reminding, whether it's applying ointment or using rescue skills."

"Once you act rashly, within five seconds, the witch will be killed by you."

The short man was annoyed, and confronted:

"What nonsense are you talking about, are you the medical care master, or are we?"

"A layman, come here as soon as you open your mouth, isn't this a delay!"

"Teacher C, arrest him quickly, and turn him over to the academy court, and he will naturally be punished!"

"You can also be regarded as the real medical care master?"

Lord Ye Han gritted his teeth, and let out an indifferent smile:

"No matter how you look at it, I think you are more like a "knight". "

"Only relying on the spirit of riding, just mastered one or two healing skills, dare to call it a 'professional'?"

"How do you know?!" The little man was taken aback.

"The "danying mouse" with a body length of more than two meters is bound to ascend to the womb of Xia Zhao. "

"But this kind of spirit's hair is smooth and shiny, and it is by no means that a human without a saddle can easily ride it."

Mr. Yehan was careless, while wiping the blood stained on his palm with a silk scarf, he said casually:

"Besides, dandelions are not good at carrying loads."

"With your skeleton and blood, carrying you is close to the limit."

"However, under your white robe, there are bulging sacs, which seem to be wearing protective gear."

"You don't look very low-key and rich, so it's unlikely that you can get expensive light metal equipment."

"To sum up, the greatest possibility is the "body armor" summoned by the only active power of the "knight". "

"Only this kind of special energy armor can provide effective defense without exerting additional gravity, which will affect the speed of the riding spirit."

"You, you..." Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, the short man's face turned red.

But he couldn't say any words to refute, because Mr. Ye Han's judgment - verbatim!
Bing Ji, who was listening, suddenly frowned.

The short man is named Liu Yi, although he belongs to the rescue center, he is a staff member here.

But he paired with the danying rat can only serve as an adjuvant therapy.

Not to mention first-rate and second-rate, even third-rate must be weighed and weighed, whether it is worthy of the name.

"Jiaoyun, what do you think?"

Bing Ji looked at the center surrounded by five people.

There was a plump woman, over forty years of age, with a pretty face.

Her brows frowned even deeper, but not towards Liu Yi or Lord Ye Han, but towards the Desert Witch.

"It's a strange feeling that I can't describe..."

"These wounds are suspected to be fatal wounds, and the witch is in great pain for this, and her soul is like falling into purgatory and burning blazingly in purgatory."

"However, there seems to be a more mysterious change in the dark, happening deeper in the flesh and blood."

"I can't spy, I can't perceive, what does this mean to witches..."

Shen Jiaoyun whispered to herself, and the expressions of the people around her changed one by one.

Zhang Xinyu had an extremely astonished expression from the beginning to the end.

He had just finished dealing with matters on the fifth floor when he was urgently summoned to the seventh floor, and immediately saw a familiar face again.

Mr. Han?

What's the situation, Mr. Han attacked and killed the disabled family spirit trapped in the cage?

Zhang Xinyu was quite impressed. This student's skin was fairer than his. Even with a sick face, it was difficult to conceal the rigidity of his facial features.

What motive do you have to do such a thing?

Eh?wrong?Why is he wearing a silver triangular badge on his chest?
When they noticed this detail, Zhang Xinyu, Liu Yi, and Yin Manman who came to help as Shen Jiaoyun's deputy were shocked and stunned.

"It turned out to be a real healer."

Mr. Yehan smiled slightly as if he didn't notice the strange gazes of the crowd.

Because this woman doesn't have too obvious external features, he can't accurately judge the other party's authority.

But after hearing the other party's speech, the answer came out, and the probability of error was less than one percent.

E-level authority——Healer!

There are not only "soothing songs" to help humans or spirits adjust emotions and reduce stress, but also "acupuncture" to promote wound healing, promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis.

Of course, these two are active powers.

The Therapist also has two powerful passive powers.

For example, when approaching an injured creature, one can perceive the degree of pain of the other party, and thus judge the "pain perception" of whether the condition is serious or not.

For example, with a clearer understanding of the structure of the human body and animal body, it is easier to judge the location of fatal wounds, and it is also possible to roughly judge the complexity of etiological diseases such as poisoning, burns, and freezing—this is called "condition judgment."

Based on Mr. Yehan's accumulated knowledge, the low-ranking class, the recuperator must belong to the hottest medical authority.

Especially the power level is limited to E level and below, as long as you don't take the slant, try to take the wild path of "self-healing, and the spirits attack".

An'an is stable with high-quality healing spirits to achieve 1+1=3 medical effects, and work together to promote the growth of authority.

Therapists are almost authoritative representatives in the medical field, and few people of the same rank can surpass them by a large margin.

"What the hell did you do to the witch?"

Shen Jiaoyun turned her head and stared at Lord Yehan's dark eyes like jade, it was difficult to draw a conclusion.

Beside her, a young goat with aqua blue fine down, bleats.

The horns on the top of the head sometimes glow and sometimes dim, as if there is energy trying to accumulate, and then disperse on its own initiative, lingering over and over again.

"Listen to him, don't release your skills yet."

Shen Jiaoyun patted the restless water goat, back and forth to comfort him.

His gaze signaled Lord Yehan again, and he was still waiting for his answer.

"On a whim, I tried the secret method in the ancient book, maybe it can help the witch reduce her pain."

Mr. Ye Han shrugged his shoulders, seeing Liu Yi with a sullen look, and Bing Ji with a deadpan face, they were indifferent.

He will not choose to answer directly.

The knowledge system related to the flashing spirit may be able to reveal one or two in the future.

However, the transformation ceremony exclusive to the dark witch's family spirit, which is strategic-level information related to blood inheritance of the Wu tribe, should have been kept absolutely secret.

Yeshi can get it, and he can see it, which is already an accident within an accident.

He wouldn't have the slightest doubt if he spread the word that the giant frog pond would be flattened overnight by such a deadly act.

"Wait another 3 minutes, the specific situation will be known in 3 minutes."

Mr. Yehan changed the topic and suggested in an orderly manner.

His face has long since returned to peace, and he has been estimating the time.

Even during the conversation, half of the attention was focused on the desert witch.

——Destroying the witch's chakra is indeed a heart-piercing experience!

In comparison, the additional bleeding state due to the use of the vampire dagger is not worth mentioning at all.

The desert witch was still lying in a pool of blood, screaming and struggling desperately.

The whole body, even the black wizard hat, has been completely soaked in goose yellow blood.

Those mobile sand legs were even more convulsive.

The scorpion tail connected to the end of the spine bone curled up like a dying python.

……

With such a tragic appearance, even Liu Yi, Zhang Xinyu and others who have been in the medical team all year round will have dry throats and cannot bear to look directly at such a scene.

"Where's Shaoyao?" Bing Ji asked suddenly: "There's no reason why she can't feel the vibration of the seventh layer, right?"

"With Master Shao's temperament, if he is here, he will rush over immediately."

Shen Jiaoyun shook her head, "She's been too busy recently, she runs out every two days."

"I have to look for urgently needed medicinal materials, and I have to help the academy deal with temporary matters. I don't have time to sit in the rescue center."

"No wonder..." If Bing Ji realized something, Lord Ye Han's gaze inadvertently passed, still mixed with the sharp light like a knife.

"Boy, I have to remind you."

"Desert witches are gloomy and shining, and their bloodlines have serious defects, but this does not affect the rarity of the witch's spirit."

"It can be said that in the Rescue Center for the Disabled, the importance of witches can be at the forefront no matter what."

"If she dies, you will be fully responsible."

"If she didn't die and survived by chance, you will also bear the punishment for acting recklessly. Don't think that this is a place outside the law, and you can escape casually."

"Yahoo! Yahoo!"

The purple tune bats circled quickly, and the icy wind always enveloped Lord Ye Han's head.

It seems that any suspicious action will face the merciless attack of the music bat.

"Your Excellency is the caretaker, this is your place of care, and the greatest right to speak is undoubtedly yours."

Mr. Ye Han's expression didn't change, and his heart didn't beat, and he admitted it generously.

(End of this chapter)