Interstellar Super Doctor

Xiao Mu thought to himself that Lei Ao must not send someone to look for him, if any clues are found, the possibility of him being exposed is too great.

He showed a puzzled expression: "I heard that Jinta is very good. He is so powerful. Jinta will definitely be better for him. Why should he avoid Jinta?"

Leo Che said: "The gorgeous cage has a bunch of waste."

Seeing his dislike for the Jinta, Xiao Mu immediately felt relieved and said sincerely: "In this case, if his identity is revealed, he will be forced to stay in the Jinta. Do you think he will be happy?"

Leo frowned, and suddenly glanced at him sharply: "You seem to be very reluctant to let me find him."

Xiao Mu felt tight, he wouldn't doubt him.

In the next second, Leo showed a stunned look: "Are you afraid that after I found my 100% guide, I won't even look at you again?"

"Cough, cough, cough," Xiao Mu was stunned by his brain circuit and waved his hand quickly, "No, no, you think too much, I just think logically."

"All that is dominated by the match rate is waste," Leo snorted, raising the medicine in his hand. "He can make this kind of medicine. He must have a strong mental power. I need his help."

He turned his gaze to Xiao Mu's face: "Since you didn't speak for him because of me, are you in touch? If you help me contact him, I can promise not to disclose his identity to the outside world."

"No." Xiao Mu's heart beats fiercely. He moved for a moment and wanted to tell Leo the truth, but soon, he gave up this idea and he couldn't take any risks.

Lei Ao examined his expression, Xiao Mu Qiang made a calm look, and after a while, Lei Ao stretched out his hand: "In this case, I will check it myself, and give me the rest of the medicine."

Xiao Mu lamented that what he said just now was all in vain, so why should he be investigated?

"There are only nine," Xiao Mu didn't take the medicine, but looked embarrassed. "The people at the Pharmaceutical Research Institute will definitely come to me tomorrow. I need at least one to explain to them."

He paused, and his eyes flashed: "Also, don't you ask the price of this medicine? I didn't know the price before. The lower grade Zhixue San is priced at 500. Adhering to the philosophy of being a good faith merchant, I know that I won't be able to sell it. Land prices have risen, but traditional Chinese medicines can no longer lose money."

He raised his wrist and pointed to the terminal: "My account balance is almost zero now, so it's very poor," he stared at him, "So, in your capacity, you won't grab the poor people's medicines or buy them at a low price, right? "

"Wonderful," Leo dismissed, "The price of the same E-level guide agent is 5,000, I will give you at the market price, you keep one, and the rest will be given to me."

Xiao Mu was stunned: "Five, five thousand?"

"Too little?"

Xiao Mu felt that he might have underestimated the medicine he made. He doesn't know much about the guide and relief agents here, and the pricing is unfounded.

He thought to himself that the mental power value of the E-level sentinel was 1000-1500, and the value of the E-level guide agent was about this value.

For E-level sentries, E-level guide agents can heal their mental power immediately, but sentries above E+ can only recover part of it, which is equivalent to relief.

After thinking about it, he asked: "How long is the interval between each sentinel's injection of the guide agent? Are there any side effects?"

Leo didn't understand the reason for his questioning, but because of the medicine in his hand, he patiently answered: "In 24 hours, if the same kind of guide agent is used too much, the effect will gradually weaken."

The corners of Xiao Mu's lips couldn't help rising: "In this case, Chinese medicine can't be sold to you for five thousand."

Leo said coldly: "I don't like greedy people, reason."

"Zhongpin Zhixue San is used at an interval of 2 hours, and the effect is the same every time." Xiao Mu said very confidently. The medicines are used at intervals of 2 minutes in the game, and there is never any side effect.

He now has a certain understanding of the system, almost the same as in the game.

Leo's complexion changed, his voice was low and oppressive: "What you said is true? You have to know that if you tell a lie, the body of the person taking the medicine is affected, and the consequences are not something you can bear."

Xiao Mu felt that the air had stagnated suddenly, so he moved to the side, pulling the distance between the two: "If you don't believe it, you can try it first."

He tentatively asked, "Do you want to buy medicine for the marshal?"

Leo frowned: "Don't inquire about things you shouldn't inquire about."

"Major General, here." The driver's voice came from the driver's seat.

Leo got up and jumped out of the aircraft: "You prescribe the price of the medicine, and I want it all if you keep one."

Xiao Mu followed him and looked at the apartment in front of him. He was embarrassed to raise the price again.

He was almost certain that Leo bought the medicine for the Marshal, who took him in and was kind to him.

If it is not for spiritual counseling, people will find out, and the current mental power is not enough to build a large enough spiritual barrier, otherwise, he actually wants to provide spiritual counseling for the marshal.

As he walks, he calculates the money he needs urgently. Accommodation costs five thousand, living expenses and hospital wages are probably enough. If the social assistance is approved, one thousand can be used to buy bed sheets, quilts and clothes.

In case of special circumstances, it is best to have a little balance. He also needs money to buy materials for medicine, so 10,000 yuan is enough.

He followed Leo into the room and was about to talk, but found that the atmosphere in the living room was not right.

The marshal was sitting on the sofa facing the door. Zorn was standing behind him on the left. On the sofa on the right was a middle-aged woman in a black suit. Next to her was a beautiful girl in a white tutu.

The girl was weak, her face was pale, her eyes were red, and she looked like she was going to cry when she was wronged.

Leo knew what was going on at a glance, frowned, strode to the sofa on the left and sat down, coldly hum: "This is the spiritual guide with the highest level of Jinta? It's really amazing."

He said it was terrible, but even fools could hear the irony.

The middle-aged woman's face is extremely ugly: "Major General Leo, please forgive me. Except for a few S-level mental strength sentries, Wei Na can conduct good mental guidance."

Leo's mouth twitched slightly, full of ridicule, "Do you think our mental power is too high? How long did she treat an A-level sentinel in bed last time?"

His expression was cold: "The White Tower Sentinel's mental strength and physical fitness are rising every year, and the Golden Tower Guide is also rising. It's just the opposite. I really admire you."

Rehn glanced at Leo and looked at the middle-aged woman with a gentle smile: "Director Nila, please don't be angry. Leo has never been able to speak, he has no malice."

He looked at the girl in the white skirt again: "Weina, try again. If it doesn't work, go back and rest."

Wei Na turned to look at Nila questioningly, and when she saw her nodding, she said: "Okay," she paused, "Please also ask the marshal to trust me and don't reject me."

Ren looked at her and sighed: "I said, my mental picture was not fortified during your treatment."

"How is it possible," Wei Na bit her lip. "Your mental tentacles attack me and affect my treatment."

Lei Ao sneered: "I really doubt that you can only eat at the Golden Pagoda. You have low mental power and poor control of the mental tentacles. Not to mention the S-rank sentry, even if the A+ sentry is disturbed by the mental picture, you will take the initiative to attack."

Weiner's jaw tightened and she stared at Leo with red eyes, but Leo didn't even look at her.

Wei Na retracted her gaze, got up and walked to Ren's side: "Marshal, I am ready to start."

Ren nodded, leaning on the back of the sofa relaxedly and closing his eyes, looking very lazy and undefended.

Xiao Mu had long been sitting lightly on the sofa opposite the Marshal. Hearing this, his eyes widened, staring at Wei Na unmovingly.

He has only seen spiritual counseling in movies, but he hasn't seen it in reality. He was very curious, and wanted to see if Jinta's spiritual guidance method was the same as his.

Before long, a layer of fine sweat appeared on Wei Na's forehead, and Xiao Mu could only stare at him, he couldn't see anything at all.

His mental tentacles are controlled in his brain, and he can't observe the mental picture of others.

He wanted to build a barrier to watch quietly, but his gaze swept across the remaining mental power and approached the safe point. He immediately dispelled the idea.

"Ah..." Suddenly, Wei Na cried out in pain, took a step back, and fell on the sofa with her head in her hands.

"Weina." Nila hugged her anxiously, "Take a deep breath, calm down, it's okay, it's okay."

Wei Na trembled for a while before she calmed down, tears falling: "It's painful."

Wei Na looked at Renn with a stiff smile on his face solemnly. The guide had a strong sympathy and was easily influenced by others. Wei Na said that the pain must be the feeling that Ren had passed on to her.

"Marshal, it seems that your condition is very bad. Every time a marshal's mental picture tends to drift away, he needs to be notified in the military department to prepare for accidents. Should I report it truthfully?"

"No," Renn smiled softly, but his tone was firm, "I don't feel that bad."

"Marshal," Nila rubbed Wei Na's forehead, "Golden Pagoda trains guides and provides spiritual guidance to sentries. The spiritual guidance of high-level guides is the prerogative of the military officials. At the same time, we also have the responsibility to supervise your physical condition. "

She paused: "It's a pity that we need to be responsible for the entire Imperial Army. We can't hide anyone's illness, especially the marshal."

She has a sincere expression: "You have to understand that if there is an emergency in your body, and the military department has not prepared in advance, it is likely to cause chaos. I believe that you don't want this to happen."

Rehn narrowed his smile and opened his spirit: "I said I don't have a big physical problem. You want to report it with you, but when someone finds out that you are exaggerating, I don't know if you dare to trust you in the future."

Nila hesitated and looked at Wei Na: "What is the mental picture of the Marshal?"

Wei Na noticed a stern look. She looked over and met Leo's eyes, and she quickly moved away in fright: "Within a year, there should be no problem."

Nila pulled her up to her feet: "Marshal, I'm sorry for not recovering you, we will try to find a solution."

Ren nodded, Leo was about to make a wave of satire, but Ren's sight stopped him.

After they left, Leo said angrily: "The **** method, a group of canaries, even if they use the most stupid method to stimulate the mental picture every day, it will not make their mental power worse and worse."

He couldn't stop sneering: "For more than a hundred years, no S-level guide has appeared, waste."