In the back, from complex to simple, the more you practice.

Subtract the end of the side branches and do a subtraction.

He is still in the realm of adding additions ...

The more you learn, the more you know. Whether it is Baijiabi Yi, if you know it, you will have a touch of your own martial arts.

The stone of his mountains can attack jade, which is the truth.

Since improving medical skills is not a waste.

Zhang Kun Shi Crispy will not do it.

"Improve it again, the medical skills are complete."

boom……

4 o'clock dragon qi burning.

This time, when the memory tide came, Zhang Kun felt a sharp and vicissitudes.

That is a unique idea, a lonely life ...

He hid in the chaotic post, looking forward to someone dying every day, and someone threw it into the Mountains.

In the middle of the night.

He was carrying the nest, holding water, green light in his eyes, holding a knife, and rushing towards those new dead bodies.

Anatomy, analysis, record, test medicine, test poison.

All kinds of strange methods are not understood by the world.

Although the body is weak, it has become a big devil that no one dares to mess with.

A black hand behind a scene.

When Zhang Kun was awake again, he found that on the attribute panel, the medical skills had quietly become (successful).

Two medical techniques are fused together, flowing in my heart.

At this time, when I remembered Hong Huatong's broken bone injury, Zhang Kun laughed dumb.

"What is the problem? It's just the work of raising your hands."

"As for Wang Xiaoya, his arms are broken, and after cure, not only will it not affect the operation of the force, but you can't even see a little trace. Leave an extra needle line size scar, even if I can not get home for medical skills."

There is no change in the next cure.

The surgery is successful.

Two wounded people also recovered very well.

After Hong Huotong's via this, people became more old, looking at Zhang Kun's eyes, and there was no kind of separation, it seemed peaceful.

It should be thinking about many things, and no matter what things do not worry about.

And Wang Jingya.

Obviously I didn't realize that I almost lost the future of the martial arts.

What she cares about is only a scar ...

After getting Zhang Kun's guarantee, in the afternoon of the same day, he practiced the hammer with a good right -handed arm.

I do n’t know how to write the word pain.

Only Li Xiaowan, looking at Zhang Kun's eyes is even more weird.

It's like seeing the gods.

No one knows more than her, the difficulty of Hong Huatong's injury.

On the same day, she saw the treatment process with his own eyes. It was like a flowing cloud, which was the best situation than expected, and it was perfect.

This is an art that she dares not to imagine. It can only be called art.

Thinking of Zhang Kun's scene just now, it was like a dream.

Nympho

"Sister Xiaoya, come to see, this newspaper, this newspaper is full of anger, it's mad."

The next day, Li Xiaowan sat in the medical hall and took advantage of the scarce mouth of the patient to take the newspaper bought by Kobayashi, but just looked at it and changed his face.

"Why, is it discredited Zhang Kun again? Or is it discredited the Great Qing Kingdom? You can control the hands of others, and you can control others' mouths.

Wang Jingya threw it at hand, and the potho -pothoral purple hammer flew over seven or eight feet, flew to the corner of the house, and put it neatly.

I wiped a sweat and said with a smile.

"It's not a foreigner, it's the Beijing Daily, our own newspaper's own newspaper."

Li Xiaowan's face collapsed.

These people are used to bending, can no longer be straightforward?

Nympho
Chapter completed!