pick up an alien

Chapter 71
this phone.

Always feel a little familiar.

Looking down at the hippo p20 smartphone on the table, he suddenly remembered the scene when he was eating at Enjing's restaurant.

A bad feeling arises spontaneously.

The page was pulled to the bottom, and it clearly showed that the date was August 2020, 8 AD.

The date displayed in the lower left corner is August 2020, 8.

The accident happened five days ago.

Pick up the phone and send a message to Enjing: Enjing, I will go to your house for dinner tonight!
ten seconds.

30 seconds.

1 minutes.

Mu Changan got up and walked out of the grocery store, closed the door and walked towards Enjing's Chinese restaurant.

Small Chinese restaurants still have stickers from the Environmental Protection Agency.

The door was not opened.

"What's the matter with this store? It hasn't opened for four or five days, right?"

"I heard that it was shut down and closed for rectification because of environmental protection issues."

This is a discussion from passers-by A, B, C, and D.

But this time, Mu Changan smelled something bad from it.

Taking out his mobile phone, he found the address of Hexi Practitioner Academy, and Mu Changan strode out.

It was dark, and the night in late summer was slightly cool, with a cool breeze blowing.

……

Hexi Practitioner Academy.

This is the only official practitioner college in Hexi County, which specializes in teaching new practitioners how to practice and grow.

Mu Chang'an stood at the gate, looking at the bold and powerful characters above: Hexi Practitioner Academy.

According to rumors, it was carved by the sheriff of Linchuan County himself with a big sword.

Of course these are not important.

"Stop!" A security guard stopped Mu Changan from entering the academy.

"What do you do?" The security guard was 45 years old, with a big belly and a glib face.

"I'm Wang Yongcheng's cousin, I'm here to give him something." Mu Changan said nonsense in a serious manner.

"Wang Yongcheng? Is he a college student? If yes, call him to come out. Outsiders are not allowed to enter without a pass." The security guard prevented Mu Changan from entering, and at the same time gave him advice.

Mu Changan tilted his head and thought for a while, then said, "I don't have his contact information."

"Then you can't go in!" The potbellied security guard's voice was a little louder, he thought Mu Changan was playing tricks on him.

"Are you looking for Wang Yongcheng?" At this moment, a student standing not far away came over.

"You know him?" Mu Changan turned around and asked.

The student nodded, shook his head again, and replied: "I don't know him, I just heard that he has made rapid progress in practice not long after entering school, and he is relatively famous among freshmen, but there seems to be an accident at his house a few days ago, and it has been several years. I haven't come to the academy for days."

Sure enough something happened!
……

After a lot of searching, I finally found Enjing in Hexi Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

The guess was right, which made Mu Chang'an's heart a little heavier.

Looking at En Jing lying on the bed, Mu Changan fell silent...

"A few days ago, Enjing and her parents went to Linchuan County to buy fresh ingredients. When they came back, they collided with a big truck. Her parents were directly hit and killed. Only Enjing survived." My uncle narrated these things weakly, his eyes full of grief.

"How's the situation?" Mu Changan asked.

"It's not very good. He was bleeding heavily on the day of the accident. He woke up after emergency rescue, but passed out again the night before yesterday, and he hasn't woken up until now." Uncle Enjing said with a sad face.

"The doctor said that if Enjing couldn't wake up, she would be a vegetable for the rest of her life... woo woo woo..." Aunt Enjing couldn't help crying again from the depths of her grief.

The day before yesterday happened to be the night when I sent a message to Enjing.

This silly girl didn't tell him when she had a car accident.

Mu Changan walked to the side of the hospital bed, and put his hand on Enjing's.

'Wang Enjing: Ordinary people. (severely injured and dying)'

The information given in my mind is still simple and useless.

It is necessary to find a practitioner who specializes in medical skills to help.

Just who to ask for help?

Suddenly, Mu Changan thought of someone.

rice bamboo.

Taking out his mobile phone, he found Mizhu's QQ number, and Mu Changan sent a text: A friend was seriously injured, is there any expert who has researched medical skills?

After a while, there was a message back: where is it.

Answer: Hexi Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Room XX, Building XX, Department XX.

Half an hour later, Mi Zhu in black appeared in the room with Liang Tao and an elderly person.

"This is Zhang Lao, a third-grade pharmacist." Mi Zhu glanced curiously at En Jing who was lying on the bed, and introduced the old man next to Mu Changan.

A third-grade pharmacist?
It seems that the level is a bit low...

But at this time, it is definitely not possible to say such words. Mu Changan stepped forward to shake hands, greet, talk, in short, all etiquette must be done.

At the same time, Zhang Lao's message also appeared in his mind.

"Zhang Guowen: Vice President of the Jinling Prefecture Alchemy Association, visiting professor of Jinling University, chakra first stage, third-grade pharmacist. '

There are quite a few titles.

However, this chapter of Guowen is not to mention a third-grade pharmacist, but his cultivation has actually reached the first stage of chakras.

You must know that it has only been five years since the spiritual energy recovered.

With such achievements in double cultivation, it seems that he has very high aptitude.

"Let's take a look at the patient's injury first." Zhang Guowen smiled kindly, not knowing what Mu Changan meant, and took the initiative to speak.

Mu Changan hurriedly moved away, and Zhang Guowen walked to Enjing's bed, put his hand on Enjing's wrist, and stroked the small beard on his chin with one hand.

This is probably a common problem of old Chinese medicine practitioners.

"Hey, is she your girlfriend?" Mi Zhu walked up to Mu Changan and asked in a low voice.

Mu Changan glanced at Mi Zhu, but didn't speak.

"She looks pretty!" Mi Zhu said casually with her hands behind her back.

Mu Changan turned around and looked at Mi Zhu carefully.

"Why are you looking at me? I... I just asked casually." Mi Zhu was startled, and quickly took a few steps back.

"Thank you for helping me today." Mu Changan said seriously.

"Ah?" Mi Zhu was taken aback.

"Thank you!" Mu Changan stretched out his hands.

Mi Zhu looked at it, stretched out his hand, and said, "Actually, you're welcome, it's just a trivial matter."

Mu Changan didn't speak because Mi Zhu's message appeared in his mind.

'Mi Zhu: Shareholder of Hippo Group. '

Gone?

Gone.

With such simple information, let alone a sub-profession, he doesn't even have a cultivation base.

Mu Changan withdrew his hand, puzzled.

At this time.

Zhang Guowen had already called Enjing's pulse, let go of Enjing's hand, frowned in thought, and remained silent.

"Mr. Zhang, how is the situation?" Mu Changan asked in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Guowen sighed lightly and said, "The body was hit by an external force, and there was excessive bleeding inside the body. The internal organs, essence, and bones were squeezed and damaged and shattered. The situation is very serious."

"Can it be cured?" Mu Changan didn't want to hear about the symptoms, he just wanted to know if it could be cured.

"Yes, but it needs to replenish the marrow to grow the bone, and the old man can't do anything for the time being." Zhang Guowen shook his head. He is only a third-rank pharmacist, and he has not yet been able to refine the elixir of nourishing the marrow to grow the bone.

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