Chapter 141 Sometimes, Being Bald Won’t Make You Stronger

Director Li asked the nurse in charge of this floor to bring the detailed information of three students.

All three of them were students from Foundation Building High School. And by coincidence, they were all from Peiyuan District. One was from Building Materials High School, one was from Shenye High School, and the last one was from No. 59 Middle School.

Wang Ling looked at the information and couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.

After all, No. 59 Middle School had left him with many "unforgettable" memories...

Xie Hui?

Wang Ling looked at the information, and just from the name, Wang Ling didn't match the name with the face.

Wang Ling raised his eyes and began to carefully look at the boy lying on the ground and imitating the spider's spinning silk... The more he looked, the more he felt that this guy looked familiar!

In a few microseconds, Wang Ling finally recalled the identity of the "Spider-Man" boy in the memory retrieval effect of the Great Memory Technique - this person was the follower of the bad senior He Bufeng, the Shamatte little brother!

The reason why Wang Ling didn't recognize him at first glance was because the other party had shaved off his colorful Shamatte hairstyle! Now he is a proper bald man!

"..." Looking at Xie Hui now, Wang Ling sighed deeply in his heart: Sometimes, being bald really won't make you stronger... Even if you run and do push-ups every day, it's useless if you don't use air conditioning in summer!

"Brother Ling, do you know this boy?" Master Diulei felt that Wang Ling's expression when he saw Xie Hui was a little different. Wang Ling's micro-expressions are actually very easy to distinguish, because he usually has a paralyzed face, and you can see it with the slightest ripple.

After thinking seriously, Wang Ling nodded without comment.

For No. 59 Middle School, Wang Ling felt that he had no feelings or friendship.

But no matter what, Wang Ling could not deny that there were places where he had left his memories...

He stared at Xie Hui lying on the ground and frowned slightly. Then he shook his finger, and the three teenagers in the ward actually fell asleep. Xie Hui, who was spitting silk like Spider-Man on the ground before, had collapsed on the ground and was sleeping soundly. Afterwards, Wang Ling used gravity to lead Xie Hui to the bed, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

This was a catastrophe that the three of them had to go through, and no matter what the outcome was, Wang Ling could not interfere.

That was all he could do.

Interfering with the way of heaven indiscriminately would be punished by heaven...

Wang Ling felt very tired, he was just a 16-year-old high school student!

"It actually quieted down..." Director Li was shocked, he knew that this Master Ling must have used his magical powers!

"Brother Ling's hibernation technique can make the person who was hit by the technique sleep for seven days and seven nights, and he can't wake up even if the sky falls..." Master Diulei was very familiar with this technique, because when he met Wang Ling a few years ago, he saw Wang Ling use it. However, at that time, Wang Ling could not cast spells accurately, and a large number of creatures fell asleep with a wave of his hand.

Director Li's realm was not high, so he had a heartfelt admiration for both Master Diulei and Wang Ling.

You know, there are many patients in the hospital, and a large part of them can't sleep because of pain. If they meet ordinary people, it's okay. A sleeping pill or a sedative can solve the problem. But if you meet a cultivator, most cultivators have a certain resistance to ordinary people's drugs.

Now, if I can learn this hibernation technique, my mother won't have to worry about my studies anymore!

But Director Li knew that he was just dreaming... He might never learn such a great magical power in his life.

So, after seeing Wang Ling cast a spell, Director Li's eyes were shining, and his admiration for this real person was like a torrent of water, continuous and unstoppable...

And just when Director Li was sighing like this, he received a text message. It was sent by his master, Dongye Immortal.

After seeing the content of the text message, Director Li couldn't help but frowned.

Master Diulei: "What's wrong?"

Director Li looked very worried: "Master said that the material in the medicine is very special. It's more troublesome than he thought, and it won't be detected for a while."

While he was talking, Immortal Dongye sent another picture, which was a test report.

"Even Brother Dong is stumped?"

Master Diulei immediately felt that this matter was a bit strange, because these days, the only people who can compete with Immortal Dongye in terms of pharmaceutical technology are the pharmacist presidium hired by the Flower and Fruit Water Curtain Group and the alchemists from the Xiao clan... Master Diulei really can't think of any other guys who are stronger than Immortal Dongye.

Through this incident, Master Diulei found a new clue.

Whether there are people behind the Flower and Fruit Water Curtain Group and the Xiao clan colluding with the Moxian Fort is worth investigating.

"We have to wait for the next news from Master, but with this preliminary test report, we can still analyze some of the pharmacological properties of the mutated potion."

At this point, Director Li suddenly thought of something and said to Wang Ling: "I wonder... Can Master Ling move over and perform a hibernation spell on the patient on the 30th floor?"

"What disease does he have?" Master Diulei was really curious about the psychopath on the 30th floor.

"It's severe paranoia plus schizophrenia, and he is naturally highly resistant to drugs. We have used various treatment methods but the effect is minimal." Director Li sighed: "The key is that this patient insists that he is the descendant of Emperor Huang Tian..."

Master Diulei: "..."

"Did you see the fountain downstairs when you came here... The most troublesome place is here!"

When he said this, Director Li felt that his head was four times bigger: "The patient insisted that he knew Kunpeng technique, and was obsessed with jumping into the fountain from the 30th floor..."

"Why?"

Director Li: "He thinks... that fountain is a big fish pond."

Wang Ling, Master Diulei: "..."

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At the same time, downstairs in the hospital, the man in the suit and Song Qingshu were still communicating.

In the past few minutes, Song Qingshu pondered for a long time and made a difficult decision: "How about this, you find someone... or yourself, to smash the car they drove. No matter what the current situation is, no matter how much information they have inquired, we must disrupt their plan first! If the car is smashed, the worst case scenario is that we will have to pay for it later. How much is a car worth?"

The man in the suit stared at the "car" driven by Master Diulei and Wang Ling before, and wiped his sweat silently: "Master Supervisor, are you sure you want to do this?"

Song Qingshu curled his lips: "I asked you to smash it, so smash it! Why are you talking so much nonsense! This money is not yours! Speaking of which... I want to know, what car does this suicidal senior drive? Ao Guanhai Limited Edition? Chuan Jianguo Limited Edition?"

"Uh, none of them..."

"None of them???"

Cultivators rarely drive, and most of them choose to fly with swords, but it is not surprising to own a car. Because in many occasions, driving a car will make you look more impressive.

So in general, the cars bought by cultivators with high realms are very expensive.

Now, Song Qingshu was really curious: "What kind of car are they driving?"

The man in the suit answered truthfully: "Tricycle..."

Song Qingshu: "..."