Chapter 122

"OK, good boy. I admit I'm out of sight this time. Take the crystal!" Said Frank, with a ferocious face and a strong resistance to pain. It's the so-called ten fingers connected to the heart. The whole palm is almost crushed. It's no joke. Even if his strength is holy, it doesn't mean he's not afraid of pain.

"How interesting is that? If it's not related, I'd better spend money on it." Hemingway flatly refused. And said he could buy it with money.

Then he explored the ring and finally found a copper soul coin with the lowest face value. Like a almsgiving beggar, he threw the copper coins to frand lying in the deep air, followed by a move. The Poseidon Trident that embarrassed him automatically flew up and fell back into his hands. Frank was also greatly relieved, even the insult of the copper coin.

Now he just expects the evil star to go quickly!

This time he confessed.

There was no way. He could easily swing a fork weighing 18000 kilograms like an arm. He didn't think he would be an opponent if he had a hard bar. Besides, his palm is almost useless now, and his strength has decreased greatly. It's not wise to fight rashly. We can only wait until we have a chance to find the field again.

Hemingway can naturally feel his reluctance and resentment, but he doesn't care about the cry of the defeated dog. That's it. It's enough to teach him to waste one hand. Forgive and forgive. After all, it's just a small thing.

"Let's go." Hemingway tied the fork back to his back and put the spoils of the trip into the ring. Then he greeted Zhu Zhuqing and walked out of the shop which was about to collapse. Zhu Zhuqing naturally followed him.

Soon after they left, frank, who finally took a breath, slowly stood up in the pit with his almost broken palm. Looking at his flesh and blood blurred, there was only a palm of rotten meat left. The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, and he scolded his bad luck in his heart.

Today I really lost my wife and lost my soldiers.

Not only did he not make money, but he was hurt.

"Boy, you'd better not fall into my hands in the future!" Frande gnashed his teeth angrily, then jumped into the pit with a slight leap of soul power. Turning around to look at his tottering shop, he was almost out of breath. The whole shop has been built like this. There is no doubt that it must be demolished and rebuilt.

But how much does it cost? It's strange that the stingy Frank doesn't feel bad.

"Forget it, you'd better cure the injury first. The longer it takes, the harder it is to cure it, and the more money you will receive." Frank shook his head, finally bit his teeth and endured the severe pain from his hands. When he was about to go out of the store to look for a doctor, he seemed to think of something and stopped temporarily.

"If you don't take it, you can't waste it." He muttered and finally jumped into the pit again. What are you looking for inside?

After looking for a long time, I finally found what I was looking for in a crack. It turned out to be a copper coin, the compensation copper coin given by Hemingway.

After finding the copper coin, Frank's face finally improved a little. It can only be said that this person's stinginess has gone deep into the bone marrow and exceeded ordinary people's imagination.

………

A solemn and magnificent hospital somewhere.

This is a medical school opened by a soul master at the level of soul saint who is healed by martial soul attack. It only receives soul masters. And the charge is super expensive!

So the miser frand dragged his almost scrapped right hand to the hospital. As soon as he entered the door, he directly showed the soul ring. The seven soul rings showed his identity as a soul saint. This immediately changed the attitude of the doorman guarding the gate, from being arrogant at the beginning to being cautious. A man was assigned to welcome him in.

The two walked through a long corridor. There were many people waiting in line here, but strength was privilege. Frank, the holy soul, didn't have to wait here like them. He could jump in line and go to see a doctor directly.

They finally came to the door of a room.

The guard carefully helped open the door.

After opening the door, frand found that there was a man in the room undergoing treatment and standing next to him, obviously accompanied. And the two men themselves are no strangers. It can even be said to be very familiar.

Because

"Mubai, Oscar, why are you here?!" Frank looked at Dai mubai, who had just been cured and was coming down from the hospital bed, frowned and said, "where did you get into trouble and get hurt?"

"Dean."

At this time, Dai mubai, who was completely injured, was also a little embarrassed, but he was embarrassed to speak. After all, it's really embarrassing. His fiancee ran away with others, provoked himself, and was seriously injured as soon as he was lost... How did he say it.

Looking at his appearance, Frank frowned, looked at Oscar, a bearded young man, and said, "Oscar, what's going on?"

"Dean..." Oscar is also embarrassed. In fact, he doesn't know how Dai mubai was injured. He just met Dai mubai who fell to the ground at the entrance of the village, and then quickly made sausages to hang his life, and then rushed to send him here for treatment.

But soon, when he noticed the sight of Frank holding his right hand with his left hand and the flesh and blood of the other hand. He immediately left the question behind and asked subconsciously, "Dean, what's the matter with your hand?"

"... this?!" When Frank was asked this question, there was a trace of embarrassment on his face. But he soon converged and said, "I'll talk about this later. Now I'm asking you!"

At this time, the doctor waiting for a long time was impatient. He said: "when you go back to talk about the old things, you'd better treat them first. There are a lot of people waiting behind."

Indeed, there are a lot of people with more or less injuries waiting in the corridor outside the door. The doctor thought that Frank was also in line, and didn't know that his strength had reached the soul saint.

"Treatment, you can't. ask your dean to help me." Frank looked at the doctor and said casually.

Although this hospital is opened by the soul sanctuary, of course, it is impossible for the soul saint to act as a doctor alone. It will certainly recruit some healing soul masters as assistants. Unfortunately, the strength of the healing soul master is only at the peak of the soul king. If you want to help him with treatment, you are still a little short of heat.

With that, frand showed his seven soul rings. Suddenly, the doctor's attitude changed greatly. He quickly made amends first, and then opened the door to find the dean.

After a while.

Frank was asked to go to another room, and there was no doubt that the equipment was not comparable to that room just now. The treatment of the strong is naturally different from that of the weak. He didn't find anything strange, just sat in the room and waited patiently.

A moment later, the door was opened.

A white haired old man came in. It was the president of the hospital. The healing soul master of soul Saint level!

In the face of his peers, Flanders did not dare to hold up. After standing up from his chair, he quickly exchanged greetings with the old man for a moment, and then the two people got to the point.