2607: C2607 That Jiang Ting Is so Weak That He Can't Stand the Wind

C2607 That Jiang Ting Is so Weak That He Can't Stand the Wind

From the old man's point of view, Jiang Ting had lost a lot of blood. When he woke up, the pain caused by the loss of too much blood would make his entire body go limp. Even a powerful martial arts master would cry out in pain.

In the end, Jiang Ting acted as if nothing had happened.

In addition, he had an aura that was incompatible with the mortal world. To an old man who had never left the Ancient Forest Town, he could only tell that he was not an ordinary person.

The maid shyly lowered her head. "Grandfather, what are you talking about?"

From the way she addressed him, she didn't seem to be a maidservant. She was only dressed like a maidservant.

"A young girl can't stay. Sigh."

With a sigh, the old man turned around. "That young master has lost too much blood. I'm afraid he will need someone to take care of him. Take care of him for the next few days and bring the medicine in."

"Thank you, grandpa." The woman was overjoyed.

Not long later.

The woman carried the medicine tray into the room. "Young Master, rest more. Don't tire yourself out."

Jiang Ting took a look. The corner of his mouth twitched. Love at first sight was just a sign of lust.

Looking at the size of this lower realm and the strength that it could accommodate, If Jiang Ting's constantly changing handsome face recognized second place, no one would dare to recognize first place.

This was not arrogance, but reality!

"Sorry to trouble you, miss." He stood up and slightly nodded his head to express his thanks. Then... he directly took the bowl of medicine and began to drink it.

His body was even more fragile than an ordinary person's. If he didn't drink the medicine quickly to replenish his health, what else could he wait for? He wasn't stupid.

The woman sat at the table with her hands on her face. She said, "Young Master, I heard from Grandpa that more than half of your blood has disappeared. I wonder what happened?"

Jiang Ting's mouth twitched when he saw the woman's eyes.

"Young master?" The woman who did not get a response said.

Jiang Ting said softly, "I met a robber in the distance of the Ancient Forest Town. I accidentally cut my wrist and it flowed. It was almost over."

In fact, he was having a headache. He did not want to have a romantic relationship in the lower realm. Moreover, he was an existence in the Third Realm of the Law Realm. It was impossible for him to have any interest in an ordinary woman.

The woman clenched her fists in anger. "Those evil people are truly detestable."

Seeing this, Jiang Ting thought for a while and said softly, "Miss, I already have an engagement."

The decision kept getting messed up. Although his body was very weak right now, he would not die.

The woman's face darkened.

After a while, she said, "Young Master, please take good care of yourself."

After saying that, she turned around and left, looking extremely sad.

Jiang Ting shook his head and didn't care. He leaned against the bed and thought about how he would react after going to the Heartless Temple. He was rehearsing in his mind all the reactions of the so-called geniuses of Daoism, and how he would deal with them at that time.

Although the Daoism here and the Dao he cultivated were both called 'Dao', they were actually completely different things. Besides, what he cultivated was not the Dao, but the Dao he cultivated was the God!

If he wanted to take care of the Flood Dragon and put the world back on track, he would have to think carefully. He didn't want to waste too much time in this world. In the end, he wouldn't be able to obtain the World Origin, and waste too much time.

...

In the blink of an eye, fourteen days passed.

During this period of time, Jiang Ting had been resting in his room. From time to time, he would leave his room and stand at the door to bask in the sun.

After a full fourteen days of rest, his body had almost completely recovered. Yes, he had recovered to his usual weak state.

After all, he did not have any other injuries. He had only lost too much blood.

It was also because of these fourteen days that he knew the old man's identity. Xue Ming was the only doctor in the Ancient Forest Town, and also a doctor.

As for the woman, she was the granddaughter of the old man. She had been by Xue Ming's side since she was young. Her medical skills were not mentioned, and she was more than enough to take care of people. Her name was Little Cui. Yes, the old man called her Little Cui. She should be called Little Cui. It should be a somewhat intimate name. It was not an official name.

In the afternoon.

Jiang Ting leaned against the door and looked at the sky.

Little Cui came close with the tray and asked anxiously, "Young Master, why did you come out? Your body is not fully recovered yet. You can't blow the wind."

Jiang Ting smiled but did not say anything. He took the bowl of medicine and drank it up as if he was drinking wine.

He handed the bowl back to Jiang Ting and cupped his fists. "Thank you for taking care of me for the past half a month, Miss and Old Man Xue."

Just as Little Cui was about to reply, her expression suddenly darkened. "Young Master's words... are you leaving?"

"Yes, it's time to leave." Jiang Ting nodded slightly.

He had been recuperating here for 14 days. There were still two more days. According to the original trajectory, that Dao Sect genius would go to the Heartless Temple to compete with a martial artist from the Pugilistic World.

And why did the two of them decide to fight in a place full of ghosts and ghosts? Why did a genius from the Taoism School want to fight with a martial artist from the Pugilistic World? Jiang Ting did not know either. It could only be said that everything was possible under the hints of the circulation of the Heavenly Dao.

Little Cui revealed a bit of a broken heart. "Then where will young master go next?"

... "" Jiang Ting did not answer. He shook his head and walked to the main hall of the clinic.

Soon, Jiang Ting walked to the main hall, facing the main street of the clinic. It was not very crowded here. No one would come to the hospital without injuries or illness.

Xue Ming stroked his beard and smiled. "Young Master Jiang, look at your complexion. You have recovered quite well recently."

"Thank you, Mr. Xue."

After a pause, Jiang Ting looked a little helpless. "Recently, I have been bothering you for quite some time. I have also used quite a number of medicinal herbs. However, Old Xue does not know that when I encountered bandits in the wilderness, I had lost all the money I had..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xue Ming shook his head: "That day, when Young Master was sent over by the townspeople, this old man saw that Young Master had no possessions, and it was clear that money had already been lost. Young Master does not need to be like this, as the saying goes. The doctor was kind and kind, and he had some money. " If you don't bring death with you, then there's no need to bring it with you. "

"Thank you, old man." Jiang Ting was full of treasures, and he heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

He was worried that Xue Ming would ask him for the money. He didn't have any money.

His real body was lying in the river of time. This physical body was only formed out of thin air. It was abnormal to have money.

Xue Ming smiled and took out some broken silver from his drawer. "Young Master, the surroundings of Gulin Town are not peaceful. It is not a bad thing to leave early."

There were not many of them, and Jiang Ting could not be sure of their value.

"Thank you, old man. The next time I come, I will definitely thank you." Jiang Ting did not hesitate and accepted them. Right now, it was indeed troublesome for him to earn money.

It was very simple to thank them. When he left, he would leave behind some opportunities for these people. It was enough to thank them.

In between his words, Jiang Ting had already left the clinic.

Xue Ming looked at Jiang Ting, then looked into the depths of the clinic and shook his head.1

...

"Selling meat for meat. The streaky pork I just killed."

"The vegetables we just dug out. Come and take a look."

"Damn it. A mere slut dares to steal my money. You're courting death!"

Jiang Ting walked slowly through the crowd amid the chaos of shouting and cursing.

As he walked, an inn appeared in front of him.

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