Chapter 821 One-day trip to Liangmen

The Sheung Shui group went to the hospital after casually asking someone for directions. They had already tried their best to imagine the crowded place in their minds, but when they arrived, they were still frightened by the crowd. More than 20 long queues crowded at the door. Although the work of the blood donation house is very fast, it only takes about five minutes for each person, but it cannot withstand too many people in need.

   Princess Sheung Shui's face was a little ugly, "Elder Ge, can you get in here? Can't we have some privileges? Shouldn't we line up with these commoners?"

The old man's face changed, and he said sharply, "Princess, you must not have this kind of thinking again! The King of Chu pays attention to equality for all, and we, Shangshui and Dong, really have no chance to challenge each other. We have been warned that we are no different from ordinary civilians here."

  The princess pouted, obviously a little unhappy, "How can everyone be equal? ​​It's just a gimmick, trying to beat us."

   Mr. Ge sighed, why didn't he think so, everyone was equal, how could it be possible.

At this moment, several people were attracted by the loudspeaker at the entrance of the hospital, only to hear it shouting loudly, "Everyone, please note that the blood-saving medical city has been built, there is a regular bus at the east gate, and the blood-saving medical city is fully equipped. , without queuing.

   Dongdu Hospital will no longer accept any simple blood deposit requirements after one month. "

  The content of the horns repeats itself, and the people in Sheung Shui are stunned when they hear it. Listening to this, it seems that Chu Dong has built another city? For a master like Jiancheng, they didn't get any news, and what was the shuttle bus?

   Looking at the crowd in front of him, Elder Ge, who was already weak, sighed and turned his body silently.

   Half an hour later, the group from Sheung Shui finally found Dongcheng Gate. A bus station was built here, and more than a dozen buses were poised to leave.

   After getting into the car, the group looked around like a country bumpkin, and had never seen such a thing.

   The driver was a middle-aged man in his forties. After seeing the appearance of several people, he asked with a smile, "Are you guys coming to Winter Capital for the first time?"

  The old man coughed twice and nodded with a smile. He didn't want to have more conversations with an ordinary worker, but soon he found something wrong. This man has the breath of a master?

   He immediately said sternly: "In Xia Liangmen, haven't you asked your honorable name yet?"

   "Hey, you don't have to talk to me like that, just call me Old Wang. Seeing that your health is not very good, I'll send you off directly. Before it's full, you can be safe!"

The roar of the    engine suddenly sounded, and the people who were riding in Sheung Shui for the first time shook their bodies. They looked back at the scenery outside the window and opened their mouths.

  Liangmen looked a little ugly in the front row, and seemed to be motion sickness.

   He endured the pain and asked, "Pharaoh, what are you driving? Is it a mysterious magic weapon made by the King of Chu?"

   "A device? I don't understand it very well. This is a car. I am the driver, and I just drive it."

The speed of the bus was very fast. Old Wang was wearing a cotton cloth with half sleeves and shorts underneath. No matter how he looked, he looked like a low-class person, but Liangmen knew that this was a grandmaster who could stomp anywhere. A person who stomps his foot to cause an earthquake.

   But such a person is actually working? Sitting at this boring and boring job?

Shouldn’t the    master stand behind the scenes, strategize, or kill the Quartet to shock and frighten others?

  Liangmen couldn't bear the confusion in his heart, so he asked, "O Pharaoh, with your strength, you are not someone who lacks money, why do you want to make a living?"

  Pharaoh smiled, "I've been asked this question dozens of times, so I'll explain it again, because driving rewards for saving blood points, there are too few ways to get points now."

   "The old man has also roughly understood. Isn't this point as long as you donate blood?"

   Lao Wang drove with one hand and drew a cigarette from the side with his left hand. With his finger, the cigarette end was lit. Lao Wang took a deep breath, and then skillfully blew a cigarette at the window beside him.

He explained patiently: "There are points for donating blood, but it's not enough. The King of Chu said that saving blood will hurt the body, so points must be used to recuperate the body. This recuperation can restore the body to youth. Do you know what the concept is? That is life extension!

   But even if all the points saved each time are used to recuperate the body, it can only be used to delay aging. There must be extra points. Without extra points, it is impossible to do those top-level projects.

   As long as you have enough points, you can live forever. "

   When Lao Wang said this, his eyes kept shining, and he was obviously looking forward to it.

  Intellectual brain is very good at controlling points. The points obtained every time you donate blood are used to recuperate the body and restore the body to the state before it was absorbed. There is still some surplus, but this surplus is very small.

   In addition, Zhinao has tailor-made various high-end service items for ordinary people, so they must accumulate points.

  What a martial artist needs most is to clean up the body’s dark wounds and make their meridians smoother. This is not difficult for the brain, it is nothing more than repairing the nervous system, but for the martial artist, that is, the talent has directly improved a lot.

   Then this can be made into a high value-added project alone. If you want to do it, you must work for Chu Dong.

   There are many similar projects, such as restoring life expectancy, plastic surgery, rebirth from severed limbs, and even strengthening the body. As long as he is willing to work for Chu Dong, Chu Dong will not be stingy. Points cannot be bought and sold. The only way is to work for Chu Dong.

  Liangmen is skeptical of these words, because he does not believe in eternal life at all. Of course he knows that there are people with eternal life in this world, but eternal life will never be so flooded, and eternal life will not be obtained because of hard work.

Ten minutes later, the shuttle bus arrived at the gate of the blood-saving medical city. After seeing the city, Liangmen was deeply shocked again. There were many high-rise buildings. Humans stood in it so small that they could not see the end of the city, the streets extending in all directions, and He couldn't think of an architectural style.

Before the construction of the Winter Capital, Chu Dong still took into account the aesthetics of Da Zou, and only used the style of modern architecture in some places, but this blood-saving medical city is a real modern city without city walls, a building that is familiar with these people. completely different city.

   As soon as they got out of the car, a girl came up and asked, "Several, what do you want to do here? Is it to settle down, cure diseases, or simply save blood?"

   This girl looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a cream-white uniform and holding a small book in her hand. There was no trace of cultivation on her body, and Liangmen couldn't help but feel a little contempt.

   But he still answered very politely: "We want to cure the disease, what does it mean to settle down?"

   "Setting down is, of course, moving your household registration here. Only in this way can you settle here. Our blood-saving medical city will definitely be very prosperous in the future. It has just been established, so the settlement conditions are relatively simple, not as difficult as the winter capital.

As long as one of the few has reached the cultivation level of Yang Soul, Grand Master, etc., or has a second-level or above employee certificate issued by Dongdu, you can bring your family members to settle in collectively. If not, you may be in trouble. settled individually one by one. "

  Liangmen was dumbfounded, Yang Soul and Grandmaster, can only get one residence qualification?

   This level of powerhouse must be welcomed anywhere, and all kinds of benefits are promised, why does it seem to push people out here?

   "We don't consider these for now, we want to see a doctor first."

   The girl smiled slightly, "Understood, this is what it should be, please give me your ID card."

A few people were a little stunned, but the princess was in a daze, and immediately took out their customs clearance documents. The girl was not surprised when she saw the documents, she just made some records, and then took out seven cards and distributed them to each of them. people.

   Being so proficient shows that she often receives foreign visitors. An ordinary person has such a dignified manner in dealing with others. The confidence in her bones makes Liangmen very puzzled. Could it be the daughter of some big family?

After the girl handed the card to a few people, she said, "This is a temporary residence permit. You can stay here for seven days. After seven days, you have to apply for it again and explain the reason. Brother Hu, come here and take them to the Second Hospital, then There are few people today."

The    girl beckoned to a middle-aged man next to her, who immediately ran over, and he seemed a little respectful to the girl?

  Liangmen was greatly puzzled when he saw this scene. That middle-aged man was at least a rank 1 martial artist, why should an ordinary person speak loudly in front of a rank 1 martial artist? Shouldn't it be an ordinary person flattering a rank 1 martial artist?

  Why is it the other way around here in Winter Capital?

  The man asked a few people to follow him. He got a relatively simple car from the side, only the roof, and even the doors were not sealed, obviously Zhinao was cutting corners.

   This is also something that can’t be helped. The demand is too great, as long as you can move it, safety, convenience, and aesthetics are not considered at all.

   A few people sat in the car and drove into the city, feeling the majesty sliding across their cheeks, and looking at the patchwork of green belts along the street, they were also amazed, they hardly knew everything in the city.

  Liangmen took out a bank note from his arms and handed it to the driver, "Little brother, we are new here and there are a lot of things we don't understand. Please take care of me. My name is Liangmen. I don't know your surname?"

   The driver glanced at the bank note, his eyes trembling and trembling, because this bank note was worth his annual salary.

   But he still turned his head forcibly, "Just call me Cui San, you should put away the banknotes. We have discipline and can't accept them. Don't worry, I will definitely help you to the end and cure your illness."

What kind of character is that in Liangmen, the teacher of the emperor, anyone who sees it must be called a patriarch. He has seen countless people in his life, and he naturally knows that the person in front of him is extremely eager for this silver note, but he can actually suppress the greed in his heart. , incredible.

   Judging from his experience, there is only one possibility, something is watching him, or he really values ​​this job and must not lose it, so he does not want to violate the rules.

   "Brother Cui, who was that girl just now? How can you be very respectful to her, but how can you be like this as a rank of martial artist?"

"Hey, let's talk about Xiaorou. She was one of the first to go to work for the King of Chu. It is said that she is called a civil servant. Now she has a high rank. What kind of contract workers are we called? Anyway, no one has high rank and no power. , you must be polite."

   Even though Liangmen has a wealth of experience, he is still confused in the face of these new words.

   After some inquiries, he gradually understood that this civil servant seemed to be a clerk in the yamen, and his rights were not that great. It was this contract worker that made him a little bit puzzled. Maybe it meant contract work?

   But no matter what, letting a martial artist who has entered the rank and flattering an ordinary person has broken through the cognition of Liangmen, which has broken the inherent class division.

   Liangmen followed Cui San to the Second Hospital with something on his mind. The place was also very lively, but there were more buildings here. As soon as he entered the hospital, Cui San took him to go through the formalities, and then he was sent directly to the blood donation room.

After entering the blood donation room, Liangmen was very nervous. He wondered if there were some monsters behind this magical blood deposit, some strange things that rely on drinking blood to give feedback. Of course, he knows the world better than most ordinary people. More, Liangmen felt that as long as he took a look, he would know the truth here.

   As a result, when I entered the door, I saw that there was a bed in the blood donation room, plus a strange humanoid machine, two robotic arms, and various knives that could be replaced on the robotic arms, and the position of the head was a needle.

   This is a multi-functional treatment tool designed by Zhinao. It can complete most operations by one person, and can also draw blood and essence.

  Liangmen was a little overwhelmed, and suddenly the strange machine projected a panel with various items and even human voices on it.

   "Please state your needs."

  Liangmen said tentatively: "I want to treat my tuberculosis."

   "Pulmonary tuberculosis is a serious illness. Treatment requires 10 points. Your blood saving point is currently 0. It is not recommended to save blood for your current physical condition. You cannot afford it, and there is a high probability of sudden death."

  Liangmen knew in his heart that people who are seriously ill can't save blood, so this makes sense. Only normal people can save blood and get points, but who needs treatment for normal people? Therefore, Chu Dong's blood-saving medicine is basically a pretense.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the strange machine actually spoke again, "In view of your special situation, we suggest that you take a point loan. After agreeing, you can immediately get ten points, and the monthly interest is 10%. No repayment until full recovery. Click Agree and get immediate treatment.”

  Liangmen's eyes widened involuntarily. He was treated immediately? Or will it be repaid after recovery? And such a good thing?

He slowly pointed his hand towards the mid-air consent, and when he approached him, he lost consciousness. Ten minutes later, Liangmen slowly woke up. happy.

   At this time, the strange voice sounded again: "You need to improve when you are recovering from a serious illness. Please pay attention to a light diet and make up for it. If you need 1 point for the consolidation of recipes and prescriptions, please click Agree and take an interest-free loan."

  Liangmen was inexplicably consumed 11 points, and he also had a loan with an annual interest of 120%. He walked out of the blood donation room in a daze, as if he was living in a dream.

   Princess Sheung Shui rushed up immediately, "Elder Ge, how do you feel? Is it a lie to come out so fast?"

  Liangmen took a big breath of air, and even coughed violently, but there was no feeling in his lungs, and the medical officer accompanying him immediately grabbed Liangmen's wrist and began to take a pulse.

   After a while, he showed an incredible look, "How is this possible! Elder Ge's pulse has changed, completely changed, Elder Ge's illness is cured!"

   (end of this chapter)