The strongest healer

Chapter 60 Repair of Broken Arm in Military Hospital
At this point, study and life in the Song Dynasty were basically stable.

Superpower Class 2 has class every morning, lunch is at school, Zhou Tan teaches the healing skills from to in the afternoon, and goes to the training ground to train with the violent skills from to p.m.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, everyone else was in the classroom, and Song Shi went to Zhou Tan's office alone.

She only knocked on the office door, and the door was instantly opened from the inside. Zhou Tan's anxious face was revealed. She hurriedly took Song Shi's arm and walked out, "You are finally here. Hurry, let's change places. study."

Sitting in the co-pilot of Zhou Tan's private aircraft, Song Shi put his face close to the window and looked down at the school below.

This is the second time she has been in an aircraft in this world. The first time was in the hovering police car of the city security team. She rode in it when she was taken out of the control school. Back then, she was a prisoner awaiting trial. She sat in the middle, surrounded by police officers. The officer stared at her, unable to see the scene outside at all.

At this time, admiring this steel forest-like city from high in the air has a completely different look and feel from the previous one on the ground.

"Director Yan rarely asks others to be private tutors for students in recent years," Zhou Tan skillfully controlled the aircraft and shuttled between high-rise buildings, chatting with Song Shi, "I was a little surprised when I got the news today."

Song Shi turned to look at her, "Did Teacher Yan often do this before?"

"I have only been teaching at Renxi Middle School for a few years. During this period, he has never been so concerned about any student. However, I heard from older colleagues that Director Yan used to often select some talented students for individual training. Those teachers said - —”

Zhou Tan paused, turned his head and showed a meaningful expression, "Yan Qianlin likes to create gods."

Song Shi: "...What about the students he trained in the past?"

"They are all the best in all walks of life. However," Zhou Tan switched manual driving to automatic driving, "I heard that Director Yan is not very satisfied with them."

"why?"

Zhou Tan turned his seat and faced Song Shi, "I'm afraid no one knows except Director Yan himself. There have been so many batches of students in the past few years, but there has been no movement from him. The teachers in the supernatural branch thought he was going to retire, but... To think that he is now attracted to you again."

Zhou Tan held his chin with his right hand and looked at Song Shi, like a chat between good friends, "When I was studying at Renxi Middle School, I awakened in the healing department in the first year of high school and was also A+ grade. Director Yan didn't look down on me. So obsessed with you now.”

Song Shi: ...Maybe it’s because she is of dual lineage?
Yan Qianlin had a unique vision and saw that she had a very high possibility of awakening dual lines, so he trained her more.

But Song Shi didn't tell anyone.

Even Yan Qianlin doesn't know about her awakening of the violent system.

"Probably because you were a violent type person with a high probability of differentiation before, and your body functions have developed towards the violent type. Your physical fitness is a bit stronger than that of an average healer."

Zhou Tan figured it out quickly, although it was a little different from reality.

After all, dual systems had never appeared in the Federation, and she didn't think about it.

"On the actual battlefield, the strength of the healer is related to the success or failure of the entire team. Like me," she stretched out her arms and clenched her fists, rolled up her short sleeves, and showed Song Shi the muscles on her arms, "This is what I am doing. Can’t you see the results of two years of training in the gym?”

Song Shi stared at her upper arms, which were weaker than those of ordinary people who had never exercised, and nodded silently.

Zhou Tan put down his sleeves and tilted his head on the seat, "God has never favored humans. It has given healers the ability to purify the black energy of alien beasts, but it has not given them strong bodies to become indispensable for defeating alien beasts. Ring, but became the only burden on the entire team."

Saying these words, Zhou Tan's eyes fell on the bright-eyed girl in front of him, and he recalled the corpses lying on the ground in the apartment building of the controlled school. The girl stood in the middle with a knife, covered in blood, but her body was still alive. Standing tall and straight.

She truly understood why Yan Qianlin valued Song Shi.

Seeing the melancholy in Zhou Tan's eyes, Song Shi changed the subject and looked ahead, where the shadow of the hundred-foot-high city wall loomed in the mist, "Where are we going?"

Zhou Tan straightened his seat and switched the automatic driving back to manual driving. "It's time to land, military hospital."

Song Shi didn't expect that Zhou Tan's so-called change of place to study would be to take her directly to the military hospital.

Most of the military hospitals are built near the city wall, and the city wall is a solid barrier surrounding the entire human base.

Twenty kilometers outside the towering city wall visible to the naked eye, there is another line of defense, stationed by the army, which is the first line of defense for humans to face alien beasts.

When the tide of alien beasts strikes, the first line of defense is breached, and the distance of twenty kilometers is a buffer time for the humans in the base to escape.

The federal military hospitals receive injured soldiers sent back from the front line.

Zhou Tan has a separate office in this hospital.

She entered the office and handed Song Shi a white coat, "Change into it."

Zhou Tan himself also put on a white coat outside. After Song Shi quickly changed his clothes, he noticed the badge on Zhou Tan's chest, which read: Zhou Tan, senior healer at the 11th Hospital of the 35th Military Region.

"Follow me."

Zhou Tan pushed open the office door, and Song Shi followed her and quickly walked towards the ward.

There were many medical workers coming and going along the way. When they saw Zhou Tan, they just nodded and smiled as a greeting. Song Shi scanned their name tags and found that most of them were healers, ranging from intermediate to low-level to high-level.

Nurses pushed carts filled with medicine bottles and equipment from one ward to another. From time to time, emergency stretchers were pushed by soldiers in combat uniforms and rushed through the corridors. Everyone was busy without touching the ground. .

Zhou Tan's speaking speed unconsciously increased and his tone became serious, "Director Yan said that you have figured out 'repair' and 'appease' on your own."

Song Shi nodded, "But I can't control that power freely."

"Find a patient later and I will teach you step by step."

Zhou Tan said he was teaching step by step, but Song Shi didn't expect that it was actually "step by step" in a real sense.

Very simple and crude method.

Zhou Tan held Song Shi's hand, input his power into Song Shi's body, and guided her healing power to flow to her fingertips.

"Feel it with your heart." Zhou Tan said softly.

There was a noisy environment all around, and more than two dozen injured soldiers were lying on the hospital bed in the ward. Even though they were strong and strong, the physical trauma and the torture of the alien beast's black energy made them moan uncontrollably.

There were other medical staff treating patients in the ward. The soldiers who were attacked by the black energy were completely unable to control themselves and twisted wildly on the bed. Their companions suppressed their legs and feet, and the healers used healing power to treat them. appease.

The process is long. The sound of the hospital bed "squeaking" and the screams of pain are mixed with the moans of the patients. The overflowing black air surrounds the ward, escaping from the roof suction machine and randomly crashing into the bodies of the people in the ward. .

A small puff of black air will have no noticeable impact.

But for Song Shi, who was in such a scene for the first time and had to concentrate and calm down to control the power in his body, it was a long torture.

Sweat slowly broke out on Song Shi's forehead.

But she still quickly captured the sudden warm feeling.

"It seems okay." She said softly.

Zhou Tan, who was next to him, immediately pulled away his power and allowed Song Shi to control the healing power.

Losing Zhou Tan's suppression, the power in his body fluctuated for a while, but was soon suppressed even more forcefully by Song Shi. Obedient queues poured out from Song Shi's palm, and the power in his body was poured into the hospital bed, where an arm had been half eaten by a strange beast. inside the soldier.

However, the eighteen or nineteen-year-old soldier was already fainting from pain when he was brought here. He fainted for a while and then woke up automatically. He had been injected with anesthesia before Zhou Tan arrived, and his mood was much more stable than other patients.

Zhou Tan asked him if he was willing to let his students treat him and take this opportunity to learn some skills. The little soldier readily agreed, saying that he was very willing to devote himself to healing medicine.

After the warm healing power entered his body, he closed his eyes comfortably.

"Next, you have to control them to enter designated parts of the patient's body. If they are released at will, the therapeutic effect will be small. Our mental power is limited, and there are so many injuries every day. Our mental power must be used on the edge to reduce death. The rate and disability rate are our top priority." Zhou Tan guided at the side. "Now focus on his broken arm and follow the step-by-step instructions I told you."

Song Shi paid some attention to Zhou Tan's words.

"The heart is the entry point, find the heart first."

Song Shi manipulated the force to the position of the heart. Although she was holding the little soldier's intact left hand, she could clearly hear the vital beating of the heart, as if she was pressing against the other person's chest.

"Regeneration of a broken arm must start from the blood supply system. Repair the blood vessels first to provide enough nutrients to repair the bones and muscles. Find the left ventricle. You inject 1/2 of the healing power into it, and the aorta will arrive with your power. His whole body.”

Song Shi reluctantly found the location requested by Zhou Tan.

"Next step, find the subclavian artery, prepare to merge with the previous power, and inject the remaining 1/2 of the healing power."

Song Shi hesitated. She found the location of the clavicle, but there were so many blood vessels, which one Zhou Tan was talking about.

"...Which subclavian artery is it?" Song Shi asked.

Zhou Tan resisted the urge to do it himself and put his hand behind his back: "...the thickest one."

Song Shi immediately followed the instructions and input 1/2 of the healing power, which was successfully combined with the previously input healing power.

The moment the two forces collided, Song Shi felt that the cells of this body had reached an unprecedented active state. Especially at the mouth of the broken arm, the cell proliferation rate doubled, and new limbs were visible to the naked eye.

Branch-like blood vessels, followed by bones, fascia, muscles, and then the outermost layer of skin.

Seeing this scene intuitively for the first time with the naked eye, Song Shi felt like he was watching a scene in a science fiction movie where the dead are resurrected and their bones are recast.

Although she also used the healing power yesterday, it was not as shocking as this time.

And all of this was created by her own power.

Song Shi's mood could not be calm for a long time.

After repairing to the wrist, Zhou Tan shouted to stop, "The hand is more delicate, I will do it, you just watch."

Song Shi retracted his hand and gave up his position. Zhou Tan stood over and held the little soldier's hand again.

The soldier's five fingers quickly stretched and recovered until they were no different from those of his left hand.

The little soldier had fallen asleep under the influence of the healing power, and did not realize that his hand had returned to its original state.

"How do you feel?" Zhou Tan looked at Song Shi.

Song Shi looked at the little soldier's arm with reluctance again. There was an obvious dividing line where it was bitten off. The lower part was as white and delicate as a baby's, and the upper part was stained with blood and mud.

"It's amazing." Song Shi couldn't help but said.

Zhou Tan smiled and said, "Don't just stand there stupidly. Find someone else to practice with. It's best to use up all your mental energy."

When Zhou Tan mentioned mental power, Song Cai remembered to look at the remaining mental power points in his mind.

This morning her mental strength was restored to 15 points.

I just repaired a broken arm, and it only cost 5 points of mental power.

Yesterday, she just removed the injury on Zhu Zhenpeng's face, using almost 10 points of mental power. Sure enough, as Zhou Tan said, if the mental power enters the injured body without guidance and is released at will, it will be extremely harmful to the mental power. of losses.

While walking to the next hospital bed, Zhou Tan took the time to say: "When we get back to school, I will find you a medical book on anatomy to read. If you want to cure the patient, it won't work without some knowledge of anatomy."

Song Shi: ...I escaped the fate of studying medicine in my previous life, but ended up suffering in this life.

Zhou Tan glanced at Song Shi's expression and said, "You have to study when you go to college. Look in advance. It will be easier to go to college."

Song Shi: "...Okay."

"Let's try to appease him this time."

Zhou Tan picked an injured person who had been invaded by the black energy of a strange beast.

Song Shi and Zhou Tan stood at the head of the bed. The injured man's arms and legs were held down by four soldiers respectively. A strip of cloth made of special material was tied around his mouth and connected to a hook protruding from the wall.

These four soldiers were probably his comrades. They looked at the twisted and struggling person on the bed with worried expressions.

The whole bed was shaking violently.

Zhou Tan held on to the bed rail with one hand.

"To appease is to use your emotions to occupy his emotions. As long as his emotions are stable, the black energy will naturally be discharged."

Zhou Tan pointed to the top of his head, "Those suction devices are used to suck away the black air."

Song Shi looked in the direction she pointed. The top of the entire ward was alternately composed of a ceiling and a mesh device for extracting air.

She couldn't see the black energy, but she could feel it.

Waves of evil and domineering aura surrounded her like ghosts, colliding with her, trying to squeeze into her body.

She wasn't sure if everyone felt it, or just the healer, or just herself.

She looked at Zhou Tan's side face, and there was a faint silver light lingering there.

“To feel the emotions of the hurt.”

Song Shi excluded other thoughts and did as she said.

He slowly lowered his eyes and stared at the dark-skinned young man on the hospital bed.

Feeling hurt emotions…

Feel it quietly...

Irritability, anger, despair, pain...

black.

Black light overflowed around his body.

Black gas penetrated his body from time to time in the ward.

"Release your comforting power to exchange his emotions." Zhou Tan was still guiding.

Song Shi did as he was told, and a faint light enveloped the person in the hospital bed.

Visible to the naked eye, more and more black energy was squeezing into his body.

The patient became more irritable, and the strong soldiers suppressing his limbs gradually lost control.

(End of this chapter)