Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng took a closer look at He Xin and found that there seemed to be tears in the corners of He Xin's eyes. He asked doubtfully: "Have you ever cried? Are you broken in love?"

"Ah? Is there one?" He Xin was surprised and looked a little embarrassed.

"Okay, I'll cover for you."

Zhang Yifeng rubbed his temples. He Xin seemed to have really encountered something, so please help. Hey, this means being short-handed and soft-spoken. After having a meal, you have to help with work.

"Really? Zhang Yifeng, you are so nice, you are like a good roommate in China!"

"Come on, don't try to put money on my face, just this time. It won't happen next time."

Zhang Yifeng thought to himself that I only ate one meal from you, so it should be enough to help you once. Next time I will definitely not eat the food cooked by He Xin, so as not to owe any more favors.

He Xin nodded and said, "There will definitely be no next time."

"Exactly what time will I take over?"

"Twelve o'clock until eight o'clock in the morning."

"Okay, I'll pack up and go. I'll go out later."

"Well, just wait for me. I'll get my little medical kit. There's no need to pretend."

He Xin said, and returned to her room. When she came out, she held a small medical box in her arms, and her name tag was placed on the medical box.

"Thank you Zhang Yifeng."

He Xin thanked Zhang Yifeng again.

Zhang Yifeng waved lightly and entered his room carrying large and small bags.

He Xin didn't go to work until twelve o'clock, and there were still two hours left. She took advantage of this time to give Zhao Long some healing pills and prepare a nutrient solution.

As for the talisman seal, let's refine it tomorrow. There is no rush for tonight. There is still a week left, which is enough for him to be fully prepared.

When brewing pills, the proportion is very important, whether it is refining medicine or elixir. As the saying goes, a slight difference makes a thousand miles, and a single mistake may turn the antidote into poison and the elixir into waste.

Of course, this is no problem for Zhang Yifeng.

An hour later, Zhang Yifeng prepared a pot of black pills, about seventy or eighty in number.

These seventy or eighty soybean-sized pills cost Zhang Yifeng a full 90,000 yuan in materials. Of course, the healing effect of this pill is more powerful than any medicine in the world. Even if it is a gunshot wound, it can quickly stop bleeding and scarring. In a critical moment, it can still save lives.

If this pill is discovered by a martial artist, it will definitely be a hot commodity, and it will definitely be more effective than the golden sore medicine in the martial arts world. It's just that Zhang Yifeng still doesn't know the value of healing pills, because in his eyes, healing pills are just the lowest existence.

After preparing the pills, Zhang Yifeng prepared the nutrient solution and sprinkled it on the three herbs and the nearby soil. Zhang Yifeng then stepped on the medical box, put on the white coat prepared by He Xin, and went to the hospital where He Xin worked.

The hospital where He Xin worked was actually the First People's Hospital, which surprised Zhang Yifeng.

When Zhang Yifeng arrived at the door of the hospital, there was already a nurse sister waiting for her at the door.

This person was He Xin's friend, Xiao Ye, who was in charge of another department. He Xin called her and asked her to bring Zhang Yifeng to her post and briefly teach Zhang Yifeng what to do.

"You are Zhang Yifeng, I am Xiaoye. Come with me, I will take you to your place of work. Don't be nervous. It's actually quite simple. If you really can't handle it, just come and call me. I'll be there You're on the first floor."

Xiaoye looks ordinary and belongs to the kind of easy-going kind of person.

The night shift was very boring, and there was actually nothing to be busy with. Zhang Yifeng had nothing to do, so he simply used spiritual energy to temper his body in the duty room.

At first, everything was normal. Suddenly, Zhang Yifeng opened his eyes, and two cold rays shot out from his eyes.

Without saying a word, he left the duty room and jumped from the window sill to the roof.

Raising his head and gathering his spiritual energy into his eyes, Zhang Yifeng happened to see a group of will-o'-the-wisps, which quickly moved away.

"Infant spirit..."

Zhang Yifeng frowned. This infant spirit seemed to be much stronger than the last time he saw it.

Are the infant spirits looking for newborn babies every day? Is the ghost raiser behind the scenes preparing to advance? Otherwise, why would he be so crazy?

In fact, Zhang Yifeng really wanted to follow him and take a look, but in the end he stopped the idea. Even if he followed, he wouldn't be able to keep Yingling behind, not to mention that he was still working for He Xin.

Zhang Yifeng frowned and walked down the stairs.

Just as he returned to his floor, a middle-aged doctor in a white coat came up from the corridor.

The doctor saw Zhang Yifeng and said, "Just in time, come with me. I need help with something."

Zhang Yifeng frowned. He didn't want to pay attention to this guy at first, but the guy sounded like a leader. If he didn't give face, he would harm He Xin. Zhang Yifeng nodded and followed the middle-aged doctor quietly.

The middle-aged doctor took Zhang Yifeng to the emergency room and then asked: "By the way, which department are you from?"

Zhang Yifeng thought to himself that this person was probably a leader. If he said someone from that department, he might know him. If he said it wrong, he would be embarrassed. Thinking of this, he said: "Senior, what do you want me to do? I'm still a little busy... …”

"What are you busy with in the middle of the night? I'm only busy with emergencies. By the way, if I ask you, what do you do..."

The middle-aged doctor frowned dissatisfied and was about to say something when his phone suddenly rang. The doctor answered the phone and after saying a few words, he became a little angry. He argued on the phone for a long time and then I heard him say loudly.

"I told you that I had something to do temporarily. There was an emergency patient on the way here and he asked me to take a look at him."

"I'll say it again, I'm not going out to date women! Do you trust me? I'm shameless? Who is shameless? If you get a divorce, get a divorce..."

The traditional Chinese medicine doctor became more and more angry as he talked, but he knew that talking loudly was not allowed in the hospital, so he took the phone and left the hospital directly.

Look at this, if we don't argue for thirty minutes, we won't be able to come back.

It's just right, take advantage of this time to escape quickly, so as not to leak any clues later.

However, just when Zhang Yifeng was about to leave, a nurse and a girl in her twenties walked in, supporting an old man in his 60s or 70s. Zhang Yifeng knew that the other person was very anxious just by listening to his footsteps.

"Who are you? Where is Dr. Jia?" Although Zhang Yifeng was wearing a mask, the nurse knew at a glance that Zhang Yifeng was not Dr. Jia and immediately asked eagerly.

"Oh, it seems that he called me because he had something to do and left me here, but I just..."

Zhang Yifeng originally wanted to say that I was just passing by to make soy sauce, but before he could say anything, the nurse's voice continued to come.

"Are you Dr. Jia's assistant? Then check this old man quickly. He is in pain all over and can't speak anymore..." The nurse supported the old man, who was slightly blue in the face, on the hospital bed and immediately prepared to strike.