Who wouldn’t make money now that they’ve all ascended?

Chapter 11 Medical repair is so scary!
In her hazy state of consciousness, she seemed to hear the voice of her ancestor coming to collect debts.

He banged the door of the stone room frantically, calling...

"Sister Susu!"

"Sister! It's time to go rough!"

"It's dawn!"

The girl in green murmured: "Master Patriarch, did you call me sister?"

The next second, Jiang Su opened his eyes suddenly and saw the smoked black stone top.

"It's broken! I actually forgot that I have to work in 996 mode every day!"

She immediately jumped up, patted her sleeves, looked at the alchemy furnace in the small stone room, and remembered that her magic weapon exploded yesterday.

"It's bad luck. I don't know what to refine the four things. Take them all away."

With a wave of her sleeves, she put the alchemy furnace into her storage bag and opened the door of the stone room in a panic.

Outside the door was Meng Hui, a tough-looking little cub.

"sister--"

Before she finished speaking, she carried her son with her sword and flew all the way to the door of the medical center, and rushed into room nine without thinking.

Hang an "Equality" wooden sign at the door.

Jiang Su sat behind the table and counted with her fingers. She still had half a stick of incense before Chen Shi arrived, so she was not late.

"call--"

Then I made myself some tea comfortably and took a sip.

The person in the financial department who was doing the math when she got off work reminded her about clocking in to get off work yesterday. If she was late or left early, the financial department would deduct one incense stick and one middle-grade Yuan stone from her.

An hour late, four middle-grade Yuan stones were gone.

"I am ranked 996 on the list of people, and I am 996 when I go to work. I have been working with 996 for the rest of my life. On the third day of work, I started to miss the days of eating at home and waiting for death to sell powdered medicine."

While she was dazed, the purple-clothed monk expertly knocked on the door with a broom in his hand and entered.

He bowed his hands in salute.

Lin Xian was dressed very professionally now. He had three rags tied around his waist, a mop hanging high behind his back, and a broom in his hand that was sweeping the floor in a decent manner.

This man didn't say anything, he just acted like a bull.

"Hey, your consultation fee was paid, you don't owe me anything."

Jiang Su leaned on the wooden chair, folded his arms casually, and looked condescendingly.

Lin Xian made a movement, then inserted the broom into his lower back, took out the mop and continued to mop the floor, "I will feel bad if I don't repay the favor of saving my life."

"I hope the way you repay your kindness is to stay away from me. It's best not to appear in front of me. It's very annoying."

Jiang Su spoke without politeness.

A sword cultivator, if he lost his sword, he would not be busy looking for it. Instead, he would be busy working on his own, for whatever reason.

Could it be that he was counting on himself to be able to kill the rat poison, provide him with assistance, and lead him to retrieve his natal sword?

Jiang Su suspected this possibility. Lin Xian had a criminal record and was not a fool like his senior brother Liu.

The little boy tugged on her sleeves and said in a low voice: "Sister, this fairy brother seems to have lost his natal sword. He is so miserable."

The consulting room is not big, so everything is heard clearly.

Lin Xian seemed to have been stabbed in her heart. He walked to her desk and stood with a mop on his face, with a solemn expression, "Mr. Jiang, can you please go with me to the mountains to find the sword? I am willing to pay you 10,000 middle-grade Yuan stones."

Sure enough, she guessed it right!
Jiang Su raised his eyebrows slightly and stared at him with a half-smile.

She really wanted to go into the mountain. After all, she heard that the rat demon had a vitality vein. She originally wanted to find a chance to trick him out of him, but she didn't find him and she took the initiative to bump into him.

"Ten thousand yuan stones..."

Jiang Su heard the footsteps at the door, and after counting, Chen Shi arrived and dragged him deliberately, "You give way."

The girl in green shouted sternly: "Start diagnosing the disease, and the people at the door come in."

"Junior sister, my subordinates are..."

A monk in a seven-star black robe came in, supporting a limp and dark-faced patient. When Jiang Feng saw Lin Xian in the room, his expression suddenly changed. He drew his sword and pointed it directly at his chest, "Fellow Daoist Lin, you are still alive. You abandoned your sword and ran away. Are you worthy of being a sword cultivator?!"

Lin Xian narrowed his eyes, his face darkened slightly, he tightened his grip on the mop, and said in a deep voice, "If you guys from Qisha Hall hadn't attacked me sneakily, how could I have left Zi Lei there?"

Jiang Feng sided his shoulders and put the seriously ill subordinate gently on the ground. He held the silver sword in his hand and the tip of the sword was against his chest. He sneered: "Whatever you say, a person who abandons the sword is no longer worthy of being on top." Living in the world.”

"I'll send you back to the lower world to die!"

The murderer was accidentally released, Jiang Feng suddenly made a move, Lin Xian turned sideways and blocked it with the mop in his hand. In an instant, the wooden mop broke into two pieces.

After all, Lin Xian was a sword cultivator in the Celestial Realm, and their cultivation levels were comparable.

He reacted quickly and immediately pulled the broom behind him and knocked it down from top to bottom. The head of the broom swiped across the black-clothed swordsman's face, leaving dense red marks.

"You deserve to die!"

Jiang Feng's face was swept away with dust, and he wiped his face with a sinister look in his eyes, planning to kill Lin Xian.

The silver sword was placed on the neck, slashing across the flesh.

? I am Dou Yanluo here
I'm not going to see you two fighting like hell!
"enough--"

Countless silver needles suddenly formed a silver shield and penetrated deeply into the silver sword and flesh, blocking the sword energy.

The veins on Jiang Su's forehead twitched slightly, and as he kneaded with his fingertips, the five fires instantly wrapped the corpse of the patient tightly.

"It is forbidden to cause trouble in Huichun Hall."

"You guys, get out of here."

"Next time you make trouble at my place, I will wait until the patient dies before treating him."

Jiang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and finally withdrew his sword and saluted, "Junior Sister Jiang, you also know about the rat demon. We want to use your favor with Senior Brother Liu to ask you to enter the Seven Kills Hall with us. Shan, the reward is one thousand middle-grade Yuan stones.”

He had long guessed Lin Xian's purpose here. To remove rat poison, he needed to use the Five Fires technique. The fewer people who knew about it at the moment, the better. Only medical practitioner Jiang Su was the best candidate.

When Lin Xian heard that there was an acquaintance of Jiang Su in Qisha Hall, he immediately became anxious and clenched the broom with his finger bones and made a squeaking sound.

Jiang Su calmly took a sip of tea and said calmly: "Get out of here quickly, or I will send you out personally."

The five fires on the Qishatang patient's body have been extinguished, and he is holding his boss's leg in a daze.

"Boss, the doctor is so scary."

Jiang Feng glanced at Lin Xian fiercely, turned around and left with his brother.

Lin Xian looked hesitant and finally withdrew.

Silence returned to the room.

The long eyelashes covered the cunning look in the girl's eyes. She cleared her throat and rubbed the cub's furry head, "Next one."

……

Xu Shi.

Seeing that there was no one outside the door, Jiang Su quickly went to the financial house to get today's thirty yuan stones.

"Mr. Accountant, I want to ask, is there anyone in Huichun Hall who doesn't leave the hospital at night?"

"Don't call it Accountant." The man wearing a red Confucian scarf pointed to the words on the wooden sign beside him, "It's Treasurer. And my name is Zhang Cai."

"Xie Hall Master is not leaving here, but he should have got into the alchemy room now and will not come out until dawn. There is a keeper in Budu Huangquan on the fifth floor. You can ask him to look after the child."

Zhang Cai's eyebrows were high and his eyes were shrewd like an old fox.

Jiang Su hasn't gone upstairs to see it yet.

The stairs are right next to the plaque of Dou Yama.

But every time she saw these three words, she had a thrilling feeling, as if she had really entered the end of the underworld, sitting on the bones, holding the lives of several dying people in her hands.

She stared at the gold characters on the mahogany base, raised her head, and saw through the countless white bones a figure with a vague face in a mysterious robe.

"Sister--" Xiao Zaizi tugged on her sleeve.

Jiang Su suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes widened, his chest heaved, his breathing was rapid, and he was covered in cold sweat.

What exactly is going on……

(End of this chapter)