The wooden box is very light, with some regular patterns on the surface. If you look closely, you can tell that it is a dragon!

There is a silver needle-like horn on the head, and the barb on the tail is like a scorpion's tail hook, without the flaming tail like a dragon.

The dragon is not as good as the dragon in terms of spiritual shape, but it is worse than an evil spirit! a naughty force!

The blue sky opened the box above, and what caught my eye was a green jade base with a dagger quietly placed on it.

The blade emits a faint blue light, the handle is round and beautiful, and the tip of the dagger is raised upward, like the teeth of a dragon, extremely sharp.

"Pick it up and take a look."

Mr. Nie's voice awakened the blue sky that was obsessed with this dagger.

Lan Tian nodded, shook his hand, and took out the dagger.

The dagger was cold all over, but there was a unique warmth in the palm of the blue sky, as if it was integrated into his blood and wandered in his body, making it all the same, so uncomfortable!

Moreover, the weight of the dagger is just right, as if tailor-made for the blue sky, allowing the dagger to slash to maximize its speed!

"Old man, why didn't you give it to me earlier if you have this good thing!"

Lan Tian no longer looked like he had just now, and he was laughing at Old Man Nie again.

Old man Nie sat beside the bed and kicked Lan Tian hard.

"I just asked someone to make this for you recently. It would be great if I gave it to you, old man. Get out quickly with the things!"

Lan Tian covered his legs and carefully protected the dagger in his arms, for fear that Old Man Nie would regret it.

"What's the name of the dagger!"

"Jiaoya!"

The name of awesomeness, especially after it was spoken from Old Man Nie, the dagger seemed like an old antique, awakened by Old Man Nie and vibrated slightly in Lantian's hands.

Lantian slept in Huanghua Street at night, so don’t ask him how he stayed after being tortured.

The next morning, because Huanghua Street was in a remote area, there were poultry around the house, and the regular crowing of roosters shattered the dream of the blue sky.

He slept very soundly, and it hasn't been a long time since.

He stood up and looked at him. There was no one around and the room was empty.

"Old man Nie?Old man Nie?"

Lan Tian shouted a few times, then got up and walked through the window, and the yard was empty.

The yellow tree shook slightly, and the stone table under the tree was still so elegant, but there were few people drinking tea on the seats.

There was a letter on the table, the envelope was still very new and had no seal.

"Blue Sky, your illness cannot be delayed for too long. I happened to go to the capital to find someone, and I will show you the medicine and make a good move by myself. By the way, don't forget to lock the door for me. - Grandpa."

The pen is strong and powerful, like a giant dragon lying on the paper, dancing on the ink like a phoenix!

"Hello, the phone number you called has been turned off, please..."

Mr. Nie's phone was turned off, Lantian's phone slid from his ears, and his mood was extremely depressed.

After about an hour, when everything in the Huanghuayuan seemed unfamiliar in Lan Tian's eyes, he stood up, picked up the rusty lock on the stone table, and locked the door with great force.

"Didi!"

Lantian's cell phone rang, and he pressed down to answer the call like crazy, put it in his ear and shouted: "You old guy, why don't you tell me when you leave!"

"Where am I going? Come to the hospital 402 quickly, don't pretend to be stupid, encounter some difficult problems."

The phone was hung up, not Mr. Nie, but Dean Wei Zhengyan.

Lantian breathed, looked up at the blue sky, and accepted this fact.

He took a taxi and walked into Yinlin Hospital with nothing to do.

402? Isn’t this an internal medicine department? Why does it happen to the internal medicine department every time you come? The internal medicine doctors in Yinlin Hospital are all waste, right?

Lantian walked to the fourth floor, followed the door number to 402, and there were several doctors standing inside, but it was not very noisy and he talked in a low voice.

"Brother Zhao, look at my sister-in-law's disease, there is absolutely no problem with our hospital's treatment, but now that her condition has worsened, it is not easy to deal with."

The ghosts are not dispersed!

Director Wang talked with the young man next to him in a humble manner, lowering his identity very low.

The young man was in his early thirties and had a beautiful face. He was no one else, but Zhao Tian, ​​the second-in-commander of Yinlin.

The woman on the bed was wearing a hospital gown, and her face was as pale as if she had lost all blood in her body, and her cheekbones were prominent, making her very thin!

It was probably Zhao Tian’s wife. At this time, he looked bitter and his eyebrows had never been stretched.

"Are your Yinlin Hospital a waste? I tell you, if my wife can't be cured, you can wait and see!"

No one in the room dared to answer the conversation, as if they had seen a cat and a mouse, hiding their heads and tails, for fear of being named.

"Brother Zhao? It's a coincidence!"

Lantian walked through a pile of doctors in white coats, including Zhou Zi'ang, and watched Lantian pass by him viciously and hit his shoulder.

But he did not show off. After all, Zhao Tian is here, so he can't be too rude!

"Oh? You are, the little doctor in that clinic?"

Zhao Tian looked at it and said with some impression.

Oh yes, Zhao Tian didn't know that the panda was himself. Lan Tian wanted to say that he had just seen him yesterday, but he slapped it to the edge of his mouth and swallowed it.

"Yes, yes, can you tell me about my sister-in-law's illness?"

"Who are you!"

Director Wang kept lowering his head and only raised it after hearing the sound. He found that this was the guy who often made trouble in Yinlin Hospital? He became more confident for a moment.

"You don't care. I can cure Brother Zhao's wife's illness!"

Zhao Tian no longer had the airs of official position at this time. He helped his falling eyes, grabbed Lan Tian's shoulder, and asked in surprise: "Can you cure it? Really?"

Lan Tian nodded, but was interrupted by Director Wang behind him.

"Brother Zhao, this is just a poor doctor. He was not admitted to our hospital at that time. Think about it, isn't it still us in the most authoritative hospital in Yinlin City? Even the nurses in our hospital can't do it. Do you dare to believe the medical skills?"

Zhao Tian really made sense when he heard this, and his expression was a little hesitant.

Due to his identity, Zhou Zi'ang was not afraid of Zhao Tian, ​​so he said close to him: "Brother Tian, ​​you know that I went abroad to study medicine and I am a medical student who graduated from Beijing. Although I can't guarantee my sister-in-law's illness, I still have a chance to recover."

Zhou Zi'ang is the young master of the Zhou family, and Zhao Tian was promoted by the Zhou family. He wants to give Zhou Zi'ang a face, but it sounds like Yinlin Hospital is much more reliable.

"Brother Zhao, I..." Lan Tian was entrusted by someone after all. If he hadn't been in charge of this matter before, he wanted to talk to Zhao Tian again, but was interrupted.

"Okay, needless to say."
Chapter completed!