Above Destiny

Chapter 489 Ah this
"Okay, little problem."

In the pale ward that had nothing but the necessary facilities, the skinny doctor flipped through the medical records in his hand with incredibly slender fingers, glanced at Wen Wen, and nodded: "The patient is recovering well and can be discharged.

After you are discharged from the hospital, remember not to let the wound get wet, don’t drink alcohol for a week, abstain from spicy food, and don’t do strenuous exercise. It will heal naturally and everything will be fine.”

"So simple?"

Wen Wen was suspicious and frowned. She spent so much money to stay in the emergency room, but she could be discharged after just an injection, a nap, and opening her eyes?
What about all the mess from the past?

"if not?"

The attending physician of the spiritual department glanced at her and said, "We have known each other for so many years, and you never listen to my medical advice anyway, right?
Why waste your breath? "

As he spoke, he glanced at the wine bottle on the bedside table that seemed to be half full last night.

Well, it's empty.

At least it proves that the alcohol intake is good. After gargling with half a pound of wine, the liver function is as good as before.

congratulations.

But what about other than that?

Sorry, there is no cure.

"Don't I look fine?" Wen Wen moved her neck and wrists, pinched her fingers, and felt the strength in her arms.

Refreshed.

“It’s just a framing and whitewashing. Since the patient has given up the idea of ​​a radical cure and just wants the parameters to be normal, that would be too simple.

Patching up the gaps, 5 mg of panacea and 30 mg of liquefied life mixed with normal saline injection can solve % of the problems. A piece of incinerator can fill the gap in your soul like putty and cover the old wounds left by the heavens.

Here, this is a painkiller for you, one pill a day, after meals. It does not prevent you from drinking. Take one pill if you feel uncomfortable."

The doctor picked up a bottle, shook it, and placed it on the table: "Other than that, you should be able to feel the difference from before, right?"

Wen Wen felt the condition of her body. The faint rainbow light above her soul was like a bandage, entangled and bound layer by layer.

But at best, it's just a lead seal.

It falls off if you pull it.

"This is the last resort, Miss Wen."

The doctor adjusted his glasses and said calmly, "Blocking it blindly is not a good idea. The attraction between you and the vortex is still increasing day by day.

In addition to the adaptation between souls, Minerva, a matrix derived from fallen gods, is also tied to the vortex, and the two are inseparable.

No matter how much you suppress it, this attraction will grow on its own and become stronger and stronger.

Although the current situation is dire, there are solutions.

I still recommend that you consider our treatment plan number one, but don’t worry about the cost.”

"Are you trying to sell me long-term hospitalization packages again? Forget it..."

Wen Wen yawned and remained unmoved: "It's better to die quickly than to stay here in jail for the rest of my life."

"So, you have never thought about living a peaceful life, right?"

The doctor was also amused: "If you stop fighting with others from today on, with your current physical condition, you will be able to eat nicotine as food, drink alcohol as water, and drive fast every day until you are 180 years old.

But, if it is unblocked again..."

He paused, his expression more serious than ever before: "Once the critical point is crossed, everything will be irreversible.

When the time comes, please do not be afraid to seek medical attention and be sure to call me immediately!"

"and then?"

Wen Wen asked back: "Waiting for you to bring me back to health?"

"No, there's no hope of saving me anyway, so why not give me some papers for the sake of our relationship?"

The doctor smiled enthusiastically, "After all, there are only a few examples in history of people being transformed into evil spirits by the Chosen Ones personally chosen by Uzumaki.

You don't want to live anyway, right?
Why not leave some specimens and make a contribution to the advancement of medicine? When the time comes, I will definitely bring new interns to pay homage to you every year. If you have any requests for tobacco and alcohol tributes, we can discuss it. "

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Wen Wen laughed, leaning back and forth: "Hearing you say that, I feel a little bit..."

"Agree?" The doctor was surprised.

"Fuck you!"

Wen Wen decisively gave him a middle finger, saying, "Don't worry, I will definitely try my best to make you die without a complete corpse, so that you will be so angry that you will lose your little pearl."

“…You look so energetic.”

The doctor shrugged with emotion, signed the notice, and handed it over:

"Pay the fee and be discharged."

Chua~.

Ten minutes later, after a strange noise, Wen Wen appeared in the narrow alley. The moss under her feet was slippery. She raised her head and looked through the walls on both sides at the narrow strip of sky.

Cliff City.

I hope that those bastards in the hospital, although they charge a lot of money, at least provide comprehensive supporting services. After all, there is no other hospital in the world that can use the Star Core Association's emergency transmission as an ambulance and even provide pick-up and drop-off services.

Efficiency is one thing, but when most people receive the bill, they will inevitably feel that their lives are not worth so much money...

I can only say that sometimes rescuing something is like washing feet. Once your pants are pulled up, you will inevitably face inner condemnation when you pay.

Wen Wen looked down at her account balance, which was so high that it made her cry if a rat came. She couldn't help but sigh. The little money she had earned over the years was all gone to those bastards.

Fortunately.

There are more than two thousand left, enough to survive until next month.

More than 1,900 yuan can buy a bottle of good wine, and more than 100 yuan can buy peanuts and edamame. Well, after drinking, I will go to Tong Hua to eat and drink...

Then, I received a text message from the bank about the deduction.

Wen Wen's expression twitched and she covered her face.

broken!

Motorcycle repair costs!
Well, now there are only 400 left. She sighed, it seems that she can only buy a bottle of inferior wine, but on the bright side, if she is not picky, she can buy two bottles!
"Well, Lao Zhang, don't worry, it's okay, it's just a small problem. Well, I won't say any more, just ask Hua Hua to ask for a leave for me, I'll lie down for two days first... I'll die first."

After hanging up the call with Lao Zhang, she put away her phone, looked around, feeling confused.

I don’t know where to go.

But if I go back to the branch now, I will be surrounded and questioned again.

Looking at her dismal financial situation, her even worse health condition, and the reality that there was no room for further decline, she couldn't help but want to get drunk again.

What's even more tragic is that when she took out her phone, she found that it was difficult to find a drinking partner.

First, rule out Old Zhang. People like to nag when they get older. She just hung up the phone and doesn’t want to go back and be lectured again.

Then exclude Xiao An, who is underage and stays away from alcohol.

Finally, I couldn’t draw either.

Ether's eyes are so sharp that if I'm not careful I'll be eaten like a melon. Please spare me.

After looking around, I found that I could only drink alone.

Until, in the missed calls, I saw the guy who owed me several meals...

Her brows raised slightly.

This is coming.

At least it's good that the motorcycle was fixed first, right?

Ten minutes later, the rumbling motorcycle drove into Ji Jue's yard in Beishan District, burning the last 400 yuan of fuel in the tank.

It was just the right time for lunch.

Wen Wen got out of the car, took off her helmet, sighed refreshed, and grinned at the stunned Ji Jue:
"Is there any wine?"

"Sister Wen, you just got out of the hospital, right?"

Ji Jue glanced at her calm face and asked tentatively, "Apart from me, you can't even find a drinking buddy, right?"

"..."

Wen Wen didn't say anything, just smiled and looked at him with a kind and friendly look.

So Ji Jue had no choice but to surrender.

"As long as you don't tear down my house when you're drunk, I'll give you enough."

"That's pretty much it!"

Wen Wen patted his shoulder happily, walked in, and went into his living room as if she knew the place well. She found the half bottle of whiskey she had left behind from the cupboard, and drank it heroically from the bottle, ton ton ton.

Damn, this situation...

The corner of Ji Jue's eye twitched for a moment, and he told Isis to quickly order some hot takeout. At least it was before he took a break, so he could at least have a bite of hot food to fill his stomach.

"I was worried about you for most of the night, but you're alive and well, nothing happened to you, and you can drink longer than I can live..."

Ji Jue searched the kitchen and refrigerator, made do with what he had, ate a cucumber and opened a few cans, and at least served them before Wen Wen got drunk and started eating. "What happened yesterday? Why did you make such a big scene?"

Wen Wen paused and sighed, her expression suddenly complicated:
"It's hard to describe in words."

Ji Jue nodded: "Oh, then I won't ask."

"..."

Wen Wen was silent for a long time, and looked at him with a more complicated expression: "You... you really don't follow the routine at all, right?"

"No, I just think that if you don't want to talk, why should I ask you questions? You've come to my place to drink, so how can I be stupid and look for melons to eat?"

After Ji Jue swallowed two cans of food, he at least filled his stomach and picked up the wine glass: "If you want to talk, I will definitely listen. I think I am a tight-lipped person.

If you don't want to talk, then I'll have a drink with you and talk about something else, isn't that nice? By the way, your motorcycle wasn't repaired, the shop you found is not good, and the carbon deposits on the engine are still a bit serious. If this continues, it will be scrapped in a few months."

"WTF?!"

Wen Wen was so angry that she broke her chopsticks: "It cost me sixteen thousand!"

"...If you had come to a mainland auto repair shop before, I would only charge you eighty and include a thorough cleaning."

Ji Jue asked, "Do you want to change one? In the past few months, a new designer has made a brand new racing model, and we are also planning to enter the city market."

"Forget it. I'll go talk to the boss later."

Wen Wen sighed, propped up her chin, and after pondering for a long time, she asked, "How's the situation in Xinquan? Nothing went wrong, right?"

"Ah? You mean yesterday? It was fine. It was just the factory building and the ground that needed repairs. No big problem. But other places were in chaos. They looked panic-stricken, as if I was going to steal their eggs."

Ji Jue sneered, and then his expression became indifferent: "I didn't expect that two guys came here one after another. One is Xin Shu and the other is Jue Yuan. It took me a lot of effort. I will go and see how many talented people his family has in a few days when I have time."

"..."

Wen Wen's expression suddenly became more complicated.

According to her understanding of Ji Jue and the craftsman, generally speaking, the meaning of this sentence is no different from "kill his whole family and beat his mother".

No, isn’t it popular to do things so drastically nowadays?
The corner of Wen Wen's eyes twitched: You kid, you're not worried about accidental injury at all, right?
"Generally speaking, ahem, everyone is responsible for their own actions, so the family members are more or less innocent, right?"

"Ah, maybe."

Ji Jue picked up a peanut and put it in his mouth to chew, saying nonchalantly: "For a family that can raise such a thing, maybe killing the whole family would be considered a way to eliminate violence and protect the good.

Basically, every one of them has a hole in their brains!"

He looked up and immediately said, "What's wrong? Sister Wen, are you interested? Do you want to join us?"

When it comes to doing this kind of thing of punishing evil and eliminating evil, naturally the more teammates you have, the better. Especially if you have a top-notch figure like Sister Wen, it would be a shame not to have her!

When the time comes, help me hold my hand, and we'll split the revenue for the materials 30% to 70%, 40% to 60% is not out of the question!
"I'll forget it."

Wen Wen looked at him dimly for a long time, "Because there's something wrong with my brain."

Now, it was Ji Jue's turn to be silent.

Ah this...

(End of this chapter)