Up the mountain and quietly back to Mid-levels South.
Night Zhen Ting began to receive treatment, Night Army A Hai and the others accompanied him, and they were nervous to see the Buddha’s hand sticking needles all over his body and starting the bloodletting.
The people only saw Night Zhen Ting return from his healing, but they didn’t know how many trials and tribulations he had gone through to last until now ……
It’s like drawing warp and skin, walking through a ghost gate, bruised and bloodied, crawling back step by step.
This kind of inhuman torture is not something that anyone can endure.
The healing process lasted for an hour and a half, and Night Zhen Ting didn’t say a word, staying calm and strong despite the pain and sweat ……
The Buddha’s hand healed with ease, as if she was not a living human being, but just a prop, being tossed around.
When she said it the first time, Buddha Hand just frowned, when she said it the second time, Buddha Hand became angry, “Shut up, get out!!!”
The Night Army was startled and didn’t dare to breathe out.
The action was skillful and a bit rude, not knowing what gentleness meant in the slightest.
Night Army looked very anxious next to him and couldn’t help but say, “Dr. Hua you be gentle, be gentle!”
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Buddha’s hand dragged the drowsy Night Zhen Ting into the medicine bucket to soak, then clapped his hands and went out, urging Night Jun before he left, “Get him up in half an hour, dry him off, and you can take him away.”
“Yes, I know.”
Hai limped out in a hurry, hiding in the doorway and peeking timidly.
At half past seven, the treatment was finally over.
She never played with electronics or watched TV, her only hobby was sleeping and eating and communicating with small animals ……
At this moment, many small birds flew over to eat the apple cores she discarded.
The night army nodded in a hurry, he was now afraid of Buddha Hands, afraid to mess with her.
Buddha Hands tumbled out of the window and lay down on the hammock to eat the apples.
It was as if Night Zhen Ting had had a dream, a very muddy dream, and when he woke up he could no longer remember what he had dreamt about, opening his eyes and seeing the busy backs of Night Jun and Hai in a daze ……
“What time is it?”
She chatted with them for hours.
Soon, an hour pa*sed.
“It’s half past eight, Night King.” Night Jun’s eyes were red, seeing Night Zhen Ting suffering, he was very tormented in his heart, “You rest for a while, I’ll change your clothes.”
“Mhm.” Night ZhenTing closed his eyes and ordered in a low voice, “Change into that black suit, to meet L, you have to show a little bit of aura.”
Night Zhen Ting’s voice was low and hoarse, his body was numb and sore at this point.
After such a long treatment, he no longer felt pain, he just felt that his body was not even his own ……
Night Zhen Ting was so exhausted that his mind was empty.
“You sleep at ease, don’t worry.”
“Yes.” Night Army was distressed that he was still thinking about business at this time, but he could only do as he was told.
“I’ll sleep for half an hour, remember to wake me up.”
“So we have to negotiate tonight.” Night Army frowned, “No matter what, we have to let Buddha Hand finish treating the Night King before we leave.”
“Right ……,” Hai nodded repeatedly.
Night Army changed his clothes and covered him with the quilt, then stood guard.
“How long will this treatment last for the Night King? It’s too torturous.” Ah Hai asked uneasily, “What if l takes the Buddha’s hand away, what about the treatment?”
“Help me up.” Night Zhen Ting was very time conscious, “Today’s negotiations are crucial, we can’t be late.”
“Nine o’clock, Night King!” Night Army replied softly.
Soon, half an hour had pa*sed, Night Army could not bear to wake Night Zhen Ting, and wanted to let him sleep for another ten minutes, but Night Zhen Ting woke up on his own, squinting his eyes and asking, “What time is it?”
“Yes.” Night Jun helped Night Zhen Ting up, and with the a*sistance of Hai, helped him into his wheelchair, then put on his coat for him and pushed the wheelchair out.
“Where’s Buddha’s hand?” Night Tremor turned his head and looked out into the courtyard.
“It was in the courtyard just now, and now it’s gone.” Hai twisted his head to look, “Probably gone to play in the forest.”