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Natasha pursed her lips and glanced at Sambo, "Escaped from death."
Cheng Che is really bad. After cursing someone, he still has to prepare for the aftermath.
After I lost my hair, I was given a shower cap. After I got acne, I was given a facial mask. Now I have to use a cart to pull my back after I broke my waist...
Hearing this, Sangbo's eyes became even more desolate. He looked at Natasha aggrievedly, pointing at Cheng Che and accusing him, "He showed no mercy at all! He corrected my bones!"
"Do you know what bone straightening is?!"
"He seemed to pick up a pillow, hugged me and then his knees snapped. I could even hear my bones crack!"
"If I become paralyzed, I will definitely rely on Cheng Che! Let him have fun behind my back!"
Natasha:…
Natasha was silent for a moment and looked at Cheng Che with a blank look.
"You don't have this opportunity." Cheng Che looked down at Sang Bo with a serious expression, "I believe in my bone-setting skills."
Sambo was aggrieved, his eyebrows drooping, looking very pitiful, "Aren't you a screwdriver? Why do you know how to set bones?"
The sound was so miserable that it seemed to pass through the blocked upper and lower floors to the upper area and then to the train set.
"I learned it." Cheng Che had a blank expression on his face. He shook the sheet off Sang Bo and rolled it up. "It can still be used after washing."
Sambo: ...
Sang Bo raised his head with an effort and looked at Cheng Che, his eyes full of accusations.
Meeting that pair of calm eyes, Sambo gasped, and after a moment he lowered his head again, "Forget it, I accept my fate."
It was confirmed that Cheng Che was here to defeat him.
"You..." Natasha came back to her senses and looked at Cheng Che with a puzzled look, "How long have you been learning?"
Cheng Che glanced at Sang Bo, then at Natasha, "Half a month."
At this point, Cheng Che added, "But don't worry, it will definitely work. I never do anything I'm not sure of."
I've learned it seriously and even tested it on the bastard who tried to assassinate him.
Confirmed to be valid.
Natasha:…
You dare to get started in just half a month. Isn't that considered unsure?
The effectiveness that Cheng Che mentioned should not be the kind that turns hemiplegia into death, right?
"Let me check it out..." Natasha pursed her lips and squatted in front of Sambo, her eyes full of pity, "Can you still feel the pain now?"
Hearing this, Sangbo nodded, his expression, voice and eyes all expressed pity, "It hurts..."
"Where?" Natasha frowned slightly and glanced at Sambo, "On the waist? On the legs?"
"On my shoulder." Sambo blinked his eyes, looking pitiful. "I rubbed against the wall when I twisted my waist, and a piece of firewood poked the exposed skin on my back..."
Natasha:…
Did Cheng Che curse Sang Bo's brain again? !
"Be serious." Natasha took a deep breath, took out a pen and poked Sambo's waist, "Does it hurt?"
Hearing this, Sangbo shook his head, "It doesn't hurt."
Natasha pursed her lips and for the first time began to worry that Sambo might be paralyzed.
What should I do if I become paralyzed?
Although no one would be deceived, she would lose a source of medicine...
Or let this group of people take him away, sacrificing Sangbo for the benefit of everyone, so that Cheng Che won't come to harm others again...
"What about here?" Natasha poked Sambo's calf again and asked hesitantly, "Can you feel it here?"
Sambo looked at the heads gathered on his head and blinked, "It's a bit numb, just like Xing just now..."
Hearing this, Natasha raised her eyes to look at Xing and pursed her lips, "How did you feel just now?"
star:……
The gray-haired girl raised her elbow and pointed to the depression on the outside. "Here, press it."
Natasha was silent for a moment, then stood up and said, "It's too late to save him. Take him away and bury him."
After he finished speaking, Sangbo's eyes widened, "Big sister! How could you ignore me? Sangbo always helps the clinic when it's needed! He's always helpful! He's so handsome!"
Natasha lowered her eyes and looked at Sambo on the cart, a sneer appearing at the corner of her mouth.
She raised her foot and tapped Sambo's leg with the tip of her shoe, "How about this?"
"Ow—"
With a cry of surprise, Sangbo curled up on the cart, hugging his legs, "It's so numb, so numb, so numb..."
Natasha sneered and turned to go into the clinic.
Sanyueqi looked at Sanbo with a puzzled look on his face, "So he is paralyzed?"
"The answer is obvious, no." Xing crossed his arms and looked at Sambo who was screaming.
After saying that, Xing followed Natasha and turned to leave.
"Then..." San Yueqi blinked and looked at Cheng Che with a curious look, "What happened to him?"
Cheng Che glanced at San Yue Qi and turned away, "You've been lying down for too long."
Chapter 102 I have a question.
In the clinic, Dan Heng sat in front of a table, reading the records of lower-level district events written by Natasha, in order to sort out useful information and data to enrich the think tank.
"came back?"
Dan Heng turned to look at the person who came and asked in confusion, "So early?"
Xing nodded and stood beside the table looking at the papers on it, "I was originally playing hide and seek, but I ended up helping Sambo find his things, and then I got tricked. Sambo tried to run away but failed, so he got cursed."
"It's a normal phenomenon." Dan Heng was not surprised at all and nodded calmly, "What was the curse this time?"
"My waist is sprained." Sangbo walked in from outside, leaned on the empty bed, and said in an extremely tired voice, "Before I met you, no one had ever made me so embarrassed..."
"Heh." Natasha sneered, her eyes falling on Sambo, "You are the first person I have ever seen who paralyzed himself."
how?
How many times have you been cursed by a crow's mouth and your brain has been destroyed?
San Yueqi walked to Dan Heng in a dazed state, turned his head and looked at the man who was staring at the information with his eyes downcast, "Did you really not curse Sangbo's head?"
or……
Did you curse her head on March 7th?
"No." Cheng Che shook his head and quickly flipped through the records on the table. "It's fun to watch smart people act stupid, isn't it?"
"Friend..." Sang Bo looked at Cheng Che while lying on the hospital bed, speechless, "Are you really not interested in believing in a certain star god?"
Following the train set...
A bit wasteful?
Cheng Che didn't even raise his head and asked softly, "How do you know that I don't believe in a certain star god?"
"Who is it?" Sambo blinked, his eyes full of anticipation.
Cheng Che put down the information in his hand, thought for a moment and then said, "God of Wealth."
Sambo: ...
To be honest, he also believes in this God.
"Since you are not paralyzed..."
The gray-haired girl suddenly came back to her senses, threw away all the shock in her mind, and looked at Sambo dangerously, "Now we should talk about your treasure map."
Sambo pursed his lips and curled up on the bed, "My waist is sprained. Can't you show a little kindness to this handsome friend who hit it off right away?"
"No." Xing shook her head and said seriously, "You have known me for so long, do you still think I have the good quality of kindness?"
Hearing this, Sambo fell silent.
According to his understanding of the train crew, everyone possesses this wonderful quality.
But now, he felt that he didn't understand enough.
"Listen to me..." Sambo blinked and spoke seriously, "These things belong to a miner named Peak. He can't go to work without them..."
"Oh." Xing crossed her arms over her chest, her face calm, "Go on."
Having said that...
Xing raised the baseball bat in his hand, then put it on his shoulder and looked at Sambo.
Sambo: ...
I dare not say it anymore.
"Pike...sounds a little familiar..." Sanyueqi scratched his head, and only two soft hairs were floating down from his head.
"It's the guy we met on the way to the big mining area who could sleep anywhere." Dan Heng sat at the table looking at the information, his voice steady, "Have you forgotten?"
“I forgot…” San Yueqi shook his head and sighed slightly, “I don’t have enough brain power now…”
It may be that the hair grows too fast, so the nutrition cannot keep up.
So……
"What are we eating tonight?" San Yue Qi raised his head and looked at Cheng Che with shining eyes, full of anticipation.
Cheng Che looked at San Yue Qi and pursed his lips, "Why are you exactly like Paimeng now?"
Sanyueqi blinked, "Who is Paimon?"
"Your long-lost sister." Cheng Che responded casually, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Can I eat noodles?"
Hearing this, San Yue Qi nodded and said, "Anything is fine, as long as it's not canned. But I think the food you found is really delicious."