Infinite World Projection

"And if these people were properly healed, they wouldn't have to die."

"Rather than let him die in vain, it's better to send it here and heal it well."

"Yun Gong, you have to think clearly."

Chen Yi sighed lightly without objecting, but said: "This war has affected many people, and there are also many people who have no money to heal. If you give people free medical treatment, I'm afraid you will come. There will be a lot of people."

"It's okay."

Chen Changming shook his head, his face calm: "Of course, the cost of this part of the loss will be directly deducted from my dividend."

"It's not necessary."

Chen Yi smiled and said, "The opening of this medical clinic is all thanks to you from the beginning to the end. I just put out my strength. It is no longer necessary to be able to get so much money. People lose."

"Furthermore, I am also happy to have the opportunity to help those old brothers."

"That's good."

Chen Changming smiled and nodded to Chen Yi: "You turn around and send someone to spread the news. As for now, I want to go back first."

"Finally came down, and want to rush back?" Chen Yi was puzzled.

In the past, Chen Changming would stay here for ten days when he went down the mountain.

This time it only stayed for two or three days, and was about to leave.

"I came down this time. I was just here to take a look. There are other things to do on the mountain."

Chen Changming shook his head: "By the way, I also went to the master and his old man to take a leave of absence so that I could come back."

"Otherwise, during the next period of time, the two masters here alone will probably be overwhelmed."

"So..... also good."

Chen Yi was silent, then nodded.

After standing in the hospital for a while and explaining some things, Chen Changming got up and left.

This time when he came here, he originally wanted to brush a few more projections in the medical hall to increase his strength to face the next situation.

Now that the goal has been achieved, it is time to go back.

The county seat is not too far from where Jinji is located.

Chen Changming rushed all the way and returned to the place where Jinji was the next day.

Back in his courtyard, Yang Xing just stood there standing upright, and Chen Zixin stood on the side.

"Why isn't Uncle Yang resting?"

Looking at the figures of Yang Xing and Chen Zixin, Chen Changming smiled.

"No way."

Yang Xing shook his head: "At that time, I lay in bed for too long. Now that I can walk around by myself, I really don't want to lie down anymore."

What he said was indeed the truth.

This is not Chen Changming's previous life. As long as you have a mobile phone and a computer, you can live forever.

In this era, the means of entertainment are extremely scarce. People lying motionless in bed for a long time can indeed drive people crazy.

"It's you, didn't you just go out the other day? Why did you come back so soon?"

Yang Xing looked at Chen Changming in front of him and asked.

After spending some time with Chen Changming, he also knew Chen Changming's habits. Once he went down the mountain, he would not come back easily unless the ten days were over.

"I thought of a way that might make you better faster, so I wanted to come over and try it."

Chen Changming walked into his yard and said while he was busy there.

"Is it?"

Yang Xing was a little surprised, but he didn't have the slightest doubt about Chen Changming's medical skills. He immediately became interested in it.

Chapter 26 Ming Yuan Sword Technique

"I learned this golden needle technique from my master, but I rarely use it in normal times."

In the quiet courtyard, looking at Yang Xing on the side, Chen Changming smiled: "This golden needle technique can activate blood and blood, and accelerate the healing of injuries."

"If you are treated with this golden needle technique, you can also be better and faster, Uncle Yang."

"However, if you use this golden needle technique, although it will be better and faster, it will also make you weak in a short time."

He said hesitantly.

"It doesn't matter."

Yang Xing looked indifferent: "I'm weak enough now, it doesn't matter if I feel weaker."

Hearing this, Chen Changming's mouth twitched.

Are you weak?

Then why is your projection so fierce?

Chen Changming secretly complained, but his hands were still very honest, and he honestly bandaged Yang Xing, ready to start treatment.

The golden needle technique he said was not fake, but a method specially devised by Chen Changming.

Through this golden needle technique, on the one hand, it can indeed make people recover faster without making people doubt, on the other hand, it can also achieve the purpose of reducing Yang Xing's combat effectiveness.

Before long, before Yang Xing's body, dense gold needles were pierced on his body, and it looked quite terrifying at first glance.

Definitely a nightmare for the densely feared.

After doing this, Chen Changming watched as a drop of blood dripped from Yang Xing's body. After some treatment, the diagnosis process was ended.

"All right."

Chen Changming packed up his things and looked at Chen Zixin who was aside: "I still have something to do. I will leave it to Brother Zixin here."

"Okay, you go."

Chen Zixin nodded.