Interstellar Super Doctor

The hall instantly became chaotic, and all the sentries rushed towards Xiao Mu's counter, with frenzied eyesight.

Xiao Mu's heart beating wildly, quickly gathered the paper, wrapped up the medicine, and retreated to the wall. If someone robbed him, he would lose a lot.

He was a little upset, he couldn't smell the guide smell they were talking about, and he didn't think too much.

It now appears that a medicine has only a very weak taste, and when they are brought together, the smell will become thicker.

Countless scorching eyes fell on him, and one after another shouts came from the crowd: "6000 is it? How much is it in total, I want it all."

"I want to... I want to..."

The people in the back row squeezed the people in the front row to the counter, and the people in the front row lay down on the counter and stretched out their hands desperately at him.

He stood tremblingly against the wall, hoping that the counter could hold on, otherwise he would definitely be crushed by so many people.

"Disperse and disperse." Soon, the black market staff appeared and separated the crowd. A tall man in a suit and leather shoes walked to the front of Xiao Mu's counter.

Xiao Mu was startled, and a majestic lion stood beside the man, roaring towards the left and right sides.

"Sorry," the man said in a gentle voice, "please don't be afraid. Anyone who makes trouble will be dealt with by the black market."

Xiao Mu calmed down, nodded his head, glanced away, and saw the people who had been huddled together standing peacefully, looking at the man with fear in his eyes.

"Manager Zhao, you are misunderstood, we are not making trouble, we just want to buy medicine." Someone said.

"Yes, yeah." A lot of echoes.

The man in white stood up at this moment: "I have paid for the medicine, and he sold it to me."

Manager Zhao asked Xiao Mu: "Is that so?"

Xiao Mu nodded, Manager Zhao chuckled and looked at the others: "This store is sold out. There are still many good products in the black market. You might as well shop around."

Some people left after hearing this, while others were unwilling to ask Xiao Mu: "Are you coming next week? I want to make a reservation."

Xiao Mu: "Not necessarily."

Tonight is too noticeable. He made so much money at once and will not come to the black market again for the time being.

Seeing the people slowly dispersing, he put the medicine-wrapped paper back on the counter before opening it, and he felt a lot of gaze coming over.

Manager Zhao's nose moved slightly and his tone was surprised: "It's no wonder the smell of a guide."

Xiao Mu asked the man in white: "Do you have a box?"

The man in white said, "Sell me the porcelain bottle too!"

Xiao Mu smiled: "Forget the gifts for you, I'm ready to count them, you can see clearly." He put the medicine one by one into the porcelain bottle, and after counting one hundred and fifty, there are two blue ones on the paper. Little colored medicine.

It should have been when the medicine was put on before, and the lower grade Huoluo powder was accidentally mixed in.

He pushed the porcelain bottle to the hand of the man in white, took out the lively porcelain bottle from his backpack, and prepared to put the two pieces of paper in it.

"Wait," Manager Zhao interrupted his movements aloud, "You didn't sell this medicine to him, right?"

The white-clothed man also said, "Didn't you say that there is only one medicine? I want it in your hand."

Xiao Mu was amused: "This medicine is not a psychoactive medicine. I took it myself and I am not going to sell it."

Manager Zhao said gently: "Could you tell me what it is for, you still have the porcelain bottle in it, can you buy me the two in your hand?"

The man in white said: "I want too." He thought, the quality of this man's mental healing medicine is so good, and the rest of the medicine is definitely not bad.

Xiao Mu said: "This is to restore physical stamina, and the recovery value is very low, so it is of no use to you."

Manager Zhao's eyes flashed: "I have a friend with very low physical fitness. Can you sell one to me?"

Seeing that he has been so polite, Xiao Mu thought for a while, nodded and agreed: "One thousand one."

Manager Zhao transferred the money to him, and the man in white quickly said that he wanted one, and Xiao Mu sold him the other one.

After receiving the payment, he took a look, put the porcelain bottle, put on his backpack, and went to the other side to pay the handling fee.

Manager Zhao looked at the man in white: "You bought one hundred and fifty medium-grade hemostatic powder. How about selling me one? Double the price."

The man in white smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao speaks, of course I will not refuse.

Xiao Mu finished paying the handling fee and was about to leave. Before reaching the door, Manager Zhao's voice came from behind: "Wait a minute, is this your first time in the black market?"

Xiao Mu turned his head and nodded: "Did I not complete the formalities?"

Manager Zhao chuckled: "No, it's fine for the seller to submit the handling fee as it is, but it's the first time you are here. It would be a shame not to go down and look at it."

"Bottom?" Xiao Mu puzzled.

Suddenly, a person wrapped his shoulders, he turned his head, and listened to the white-clothed man turning his head and smiling: "Didn't you just make money? Let's go, I'll take you to have fun."

Manager Zhao smiled and said, "I wish you two have a good time."

Xiao Mu was embraced by the man in white and walked to the front right of the stairs. He strode to the side with a short stature, pulling the distance between the two of them.

The white-clothed man probably did not have a high match rate with him, and even contact did not affect his mental barrier, but he was not used to being too close to strangers.

"Sorry, I have to go home." He turned and walked towards the door.

"Hey, hey, it's all here. It's a shame not to go and see," he said, holding his arm after two steps, said the man in white. Give it to me, I'll show you."

When the two were talking, a few guests passed them, and soon disappeared at the top of the stairs.

Xiao Mu estimated that coming to the black market is probably a regular itinerary. He said: "I'm not interested, you let me go."

"If you are a man, you won't be uninterested." The man in white looked at him and pulled him to the top of the stairs.

Xiao Mu felt tight, could it be that he was doubting his identity?

He compromised: "I'll go and see with you, I have to leave in ten minutes."

The white-clothed man smiled: "I promise, as long as you watch it, you won't want to leave if I tell you to go after ten minutes."

Follow the man in white down to the negative first floor, walk through the long corridor, and come to an iron gate, in front of which stood two tall men in black clothes.

When they approached, the iron gate slid open automatically, and deafening shouts rushed toward him. Xiao Mu paused, and the white-clothed man's voice was excited: "Have you never seen such a scene?"

Xiao Mu was pulled into the door, and the iron door closed behind him.

He looked around and found that it looked like an Colosseum. The ground was an inverted trapezoid. There was a large flat ground in the middle of the bottom. Two people were fighting.

Surrounded by gradually rising stairs, there are rows of seats, but no one is sitting, all standing, shouting for cheer.

The audience was so large that almost none of them wore masks.

His current position is at the top, and the man in white drags him down, and said with a throat: "Isn't it cool? This game has already started, you can place a bet on it."

As he said, he stopped in front of the nearest vacant seat and turned on the black LED screen on the back of the front seat. A ranking word appeared on the screen, two in parallel, connected by VS in the middle.

The three groups above are gray, each with a name followed by the WIN logo.

Xiao Mu immediately understood that this is an arena casino.

The man in white bet the next three hands neatly, all choosing the name on the right.

Seeing that Xiao Mu didn't move, he said something, but the surrounding voices were so noisy that Xiao Mu didn't hear anything.

The white-clothed man leaned closer and said loudly: "Let's play, now in the last few days of the summer vacation, many sentries have gone off the field, and the fight is fierce."

Xiao Mu moved a step to the right, rubbed his ears, and wrote on the terminal: "Let me take a look first, thank you."

The man in white grabbed his wrist and raised his left hand, his eyes lightened and shouted loudly: "Let's add contact information to each other, next time you come back, remember to contact me."

Xiao Mu pulled his wrist back hard, and finally understood why he was so enthusiastic. He typed: "Sorry, I sell it for someone else. Next time he may find someone else. Do you know where the bathroom is?"

The man in white frowned and pointed to the back corner: "I will take you there."

Xiao Mu shook his head quickly and typed: "No, you watch the game, I will come to you later."

At this moment, there was a loud shout, and the man in white glanced at the venue, and one of them fell to the ground. He couldn't help clenching his fist and waved: "Okay!"

Xiao Mu took the opportunity to get into the crowd, took off the mask halfway, and threw it away.

He followed the instructions of the exit on the wall. When he reached the exit, his hand caught the doorknob, and the door was kicked open from the outside.

"Um..." He took a few steps back when he was hit, and didn't stop until his back was against the wall.

There was a severe pain in his nose. He stretched out his hand to touch it, and his hand was immediately stained with blood.

"Who?" A handsome blond man rushed in while the door was not closed. He was about 1.8 meters tall, wearing a black T-shirt, and twisting two plastic bags filled with bottled water on his hands.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" The blond man was startled when he saw Xiao Mu's miserable appearance, and realized that he had done a good thing, and threw the bag on the ground and rushed in front of Xiao Mu.

He stretched out his hand to wipe Xiao Mu's nosebleed: "I didn't know there was someone at the door, otherwise I would never do this, I'm so sorry... Hey, you are so short, shorter than me."

Xiao Mu suddenly jumped with blue veins on his forehead, holding his nose and turning his head: "Stay away from me."

The blond man moved for a while, and then bowed his head: "I'm sorry," he saw the water scattered on the ground and exclaimed, "Ahhh, is the bag broken?"

Xiao Mu watched him scramblingly picking up the water on the ground and reinstalling it, his eyes suddenly stopped.

There is a small yellowish spot on the edge of the blond man’s auricle, which is extremely small. It stands to reason that he can't see such a small thing, but he just saw it, just like he found mental tentacles at that time.

A very thin strip of his mental tentacles floated, swaying in the direction of the yellow dot, and he was controlled in time before breaking through the mental barrier and retracted.

This feeling is very strange, not as eager as when facing a sentry with a high ratio, but very kind and gentle.

The blond man twisted the bag with an apologetic face, and whispered: "I'll take you to the lounge to clean it. If it's serious, I'll take you to the hospital later, and I will pay for the treatment."

Xiao Mu's hands were covered with blood, and he knew that he was embarrassed even if he didn't look at it. He agreed, "Okay."

The blond man smiled and his big eyes curled: "It's nice, I'm so worried that you will not let me help if you are angry with me, eh."

He tilted his head as he said, put both bags on his left hand, touched his ear with his right hand, then twisted the bag again and walked to the right.

Xiao Mu followed behind him, feeling surprised. After he touched his ears, the small yellow dots on his ears moved behind his ears, which were blocked by the longer blond hair.

And at that moment, he saw a very thin mental tentacles sticking out from behind his ears, clicked the small yellow dots, and then disappeared.

This blond man is clearly a guide.