Sweeping the world

Chapter 53 Official Warrior

"The child suffered serious injuries, not only the external skin, but also the internal organs, all with signs of being torn."

In a room full of white, a female doctor in a white robe stood aside, pointing solemnly at a skeletal diagram displayed by the dim light on her hand: "Look, there are fractures on the arms, thighs, and sternum. If the child's previous injuries were placed on an ordinary person, he would definitely be dead by now."

"But the child still looks normal now. Except that he doesn't speak much and doesn't seem to be very conscious, he can still move freely and seems to be fine."

"Do you know what this means?"

She put down the film in her hand, looked at the two still ignorant girls in front of her and said, "This child is probably a warrior, and a formal warrior."

"Official warrior!" Xia Meng and his two eyes lit up.

Martial artist is a truly high-level profession. Since countries around the world began to promote martial arts 30 years ago, the ancient martial art has been rapidly developed. As long as you are a formal martial artist, whether you join the army or enter the society, you have huge advantages, and you can easily obtain it. Certain achievements, can be called the most advantageous profession nowadays.

Neither Xia Meng nor Yang Anjing thought that they would run into a young man suspected of being an official warrior just by meeting a vagrant on the road.

"Both are students of Fengnan University, and both are adults with independent rights, so I will tell you some things directly."

The female doctor in white robe adjusted her glasses, and after seeing the performance of the two, she smiled and said: "The results of the bone age appraisal show that this child is only 13 years old this year, and he is already a formal warrior. , Needless to say, you all understand what this means, right?"

Xia Meng and Yang Anjing both gasped and nodded.

As college students in the new era, they naturally know the meaning of existence in this.

Not to mention becoming an official warrior at the age of 13, even becoming an official warrior at the age of 30 is a legendary winner in life, which is enough to make people envy and hate.

Became a formal warrior at the age of 13. If this kind of talent is true, even the local government will pay great attention to it and regard it as an important talent to cultivate.

Yang Anjing still remembers that in her hometown county, there was a person who was promoted to be a formal martial artist at the age of 20, and the local county government had already made it public as a plaque for the whole city. He is still a person who makes his hometown proud.

"The higher-ups attach great importance to the child's condition, and let us treat him as well as possible to ensure his recovery."

The female doctor clapped the film on her hand and said sincerely, "So I hope you can help me."

"Help?" Yang Anjing and the two were stunned for a moment, then quickly waved their hands with helplessness: "But we don't know anything."

"You don't need to know anything, you just need to spend more time with the child when you have nothing to do."

The white-robed female doctor said: "You may not be very clear, the child was fine when you brought it here, but as soon as you left, he immediately stood there in a daze, motionless, like a statue."

She looked helpless, and it seemed that she had just made a lot of attempts: "We discussed with a group of doctors and thought that it might be because he is more familiar with you, but he is more repulsive to others, so there is such a result."

"So we thought, let you come and accompany him, maybe he can recover faster."

"You don't need to come here every day, just come and have a look on weekends, it won't take up too much of your time."

"That's it." Hearing this, Yang Anjing and Xia Meng were a little moved, but also a little hesitant.

Although the daily life of college students is not as busy as that of high school, people who really have goals also have a lot of things to do.For them, taking up the daily weekend time is also a moderate burden.

"I suggest you come here." The white-robed female doctor adjusted her glasses, seemed to see what the two of them were thinking, and said with a smile: "Life experience in college is very important, but it is also important to make some important contacts."

"This child is now a formal warrior, and when he recovers in the future, it will be obvious to help you."

"Besides, if you work here, you won't do free work, and you will be paid."

"Salary!" Xia Meng's eyes brightened all of a sudden: "How much?"

"Five hundred a day alone, if you come every weekend, how about giving you five thousand a month?"

"I did it!" Xia Meng's eyes lit up, and she quickly agreed, fearing that the other party would regret it if she agreed too late.

Yang Anjing glanced at Xia Meng helplessly, but said nothing.

She knew that her friend's family background was not good, and she was reluctant to pay tuition fees on weekdays. The job in front of her was undoubtedly very important to Xia Meng.

Moreover, what the other party said is indeed reasonable.

A formal warrior, as long as the opponent can wake up, maybe he can help them a lot with just one sentence in the future.

How many seniors and sisters who have worked hard to socialize in college want this opportunity but still can't get it.

Thinking of this, she also nodded: "I have no problem."

"That's good." The female doctor smiled: "Now you can go to the backyard to have a look. The child is basking in the sun now, so you can just go and see him."

"By the way, my name is Zhuang Muqing. You can call me Doctor Zhuang from now on."

"Okay." Seeing what she said, the two nodded somewhat restrainedly, and then continued to walk forward.

Along the way, several doctors in white coats passed by the road. When they saw two girls coming here, they couldn't help but cast surprised glances at them, which made them feel more restrained and couldn't help but speed up their steps. .

After a while, a fairly spacious yard appeared in front of me.

The yard looks good, with flowers and grass in it. Several tall osmanthus trees are growing quietly around the yard, and golden osmanthus flowers are blooming on the treetops, emitting bursts of floral fragrance.In the center, an exquisite fountain stands quietly, dripping water droplets continuously.

In a quiet scene, a teenager sits quietly in a wheelchair.

He has a handsome appearance, his facial features look extraordinarily delicate, and he is wearing an ordinary white robe.The faint sunlight spread down and spread on his body, making his exposed skin fair, and the loose long hair fell down like a waterfall, and it was pitch black, adding a bit of tranquility and peace to his body.

In the yard, he just sat quietly in the wheelchair, a pair of pure black eyes quietly staring forward, as if he was looking at it, but also seemed to be lost, he looked like a lost child, looking for home way.

(End of this chapter)