Chapter Thirty-Ninth God Soldier Mercenary Corps

In the sanatorium of the Jiangnan Military Region, in an open space among the trees, an old man in a training suit was doing morning exercises. A set of boxing techniques was so fierce that it was impossible to tell that he was an old man in his seventies.

After the fight, Nalanjie made an end and took the herbal tea sent by Nalan Wushuang and drank it.

"Grandpa, your body is recovering really well." Nalan Wushuang said.

"This is also thanks to the medical skills of the little genius doctor. The old man is not only fully recovered now, but also seems to be 20 years younger!"

"Well, that big liar's medical skills are pretty good."

Nalan Wushuang nodded. After Qin Haodong's conditioning, her body was much better than before. Not only did her aunt become extremely normal, but her body was also warm, not as cold as before.

The grandfather and grandson were talking when the guard came over with a lame man.

The lame man looked about 30 years old and had a very sturdy body, but his right leg had completely lost the ability to walk, and even slightly deformed. He leaned on a wooden stick in his hand as a cane, and limped to Nathan. in front of Langer.

"Battleaxe, why are you here?"

"Old man, the boss of the long knife, he can't do it!"

The lame man said sadly.

Nalanjie's expression changed greatly: "How could this be? Wasn't it okay a few days ago?"

"Last night, my condition suddenly worsened, and now I'm in a coma. If you don't hurry up, you may not see the last time!"

"Then let's hurry over there!"

Nalanjie said and put the teacup in his hand into Nalan Wushuang, and hurriedly walked outside.

"Grandpa, why are you going?" Nalan Wushuang shouted.

"Of course, to see the long sword for the last time."

"Grandpa, why did you forget that now is different from before, Dr. Qin may be able to save Changdao's life!"

"Yeah, how could I forget the little genius doctor." Nalanjie said to her, "Maybe this is because the long sword should not die. You should contact the little genius doctor quickly, and let him come no matter what."

"I'll call him now." After Nalan Wushuang finished speaking, he immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed Qin Haodong's number.

Qin Haodong just got on the phone when he heard Nalan Wushuang say eagerly: "There is a patient now, and I need your help urgently!"

Feeling Nalan Wushuang's eagerness, Qin Haodong said, "Come and pick me up, I'm in Jiangnan Hospital!"

"Wait for me at the door and arrive in ten minutes."

After Nalan Wushuang finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Qin Haodong tore off all the gauze wrapped around him, put on the clothes prepared by Lin Momo, and left the ward.

Just after arriving at the door of the hospital, a red Maserati sports car drove over.

"Get in the car!" Nalan Wushuang shouted eagerly.

Qin Haodong opened the co-pilot's door and sat on it, Nalan Wushuang stepped on the accelerator, and Maserati rushed forward like an arrow from the string.

"Why did you come to the hospital to see a doctor?" Nalan Wushuang asked.

"It's not me who sees a doctor this time, it's someone else who sees me."

Qin Haodong briefly explained the injury situation last night.

Nalan Wushuang said in surprise: "With such a serious injury, you seem to be fine?"

Qin Haodong said with a smile: "I am a doctor myself, of course I can be faster."

"I don't know where you learned your medical skills from, it's really against the sky."

Nalan Wushuang said that she was driving faster and faster. Her driving skills were really good, and she had a sudden speed of 80 miles in the city.

"The car drives well!"

Qin Haodong said.

"Of course, I am the female car god of our Jiangnan!"

Nalan Wushuang said with a smug look on the corner of his mouth.

"real or fake?"

"What do you say?"

Nalan Wushuang seemed to want to prove himself with reality. The speed of the car was getting faster and faster. After leaving the city, it increased to 200 miles in the blink of an eye.

"In such a hurry, who is this for treatment?" Qin Haodong asked.

"Have you heard of the Divine Soldier Mercenary Group?"

Nalan Wushuang said while driving.

"No!"

Qin Haodong shook his head, he was only a senior student, how could he know about mercenaries.

Nalan Wushuang said: "The Divine Soldier Mercenary Group was once one of the most powerful mercenary groups in the world, ranking third in the world. In fact, they definitely have the strength to win the first place, but in order to keep a low profile, they have not been completely Show your strength."

Qin Haodong listened quietly, knowing that Nalan Wushuang said this was definitely not for him to popularize the mercenary group.

Sure enough, Nalan Wushuang continued: "The one who needs your help today is the Divine Soldier Mercenary Group."

Qin Haodong asked, "How come such a powerful mercenary group is still injured? From what you mean, it seems that more than one person was injured?"

Nalan Wushuang said: "Today I tell you this, you must keep it a secret. In fact, the Shenbing mercenary group is different from other mercenary groups, and behind it is Huaxia."

"What do you mean?" Qin Haodong asked.

"In recent years, the underground competition in various countries has become more and more fierce, and Huaxia is no exception, but there are many things that are inconvenient for the official to take action, so there is the magic mercenary group.

After the establishment of the Shenbing mercenary group, in addition to taking some small tasks to hide people's eyes and ears, what they do are special tasks assigned by the country. "

Speaking of this, Nalan Wushuang changed his words, "But a year ago, for some reason, the background of the Divine Soldier mercenary group suddenly leaked out, and the hostile forces in China knew their secret.

But the Shenbing mercenary group did not know about it. They took on a task that was not too difficult as usual. Who knew that this was a trap set by the Japanese people. The original eight members were directly beheaded on the spot. Two, the other six people They were also injured to varying degrees, and although they were not dead, they were all disabled.

The most tragic thing is that because of their special status, it was inconvenient for Huaxia officials to provide assistance after they were injured. In the end, my grandfather withdrew from the military and took them in from the private perspective of the Nalan family.

But even this can only be done quietly in private. My grandfather built a house behind the sanatorium, where the remaining six members of the mercenary group of the gods have been recuperating for the past year.

The boss of the mercenary group, Changdao, was the most seriously injured. He has been bedridden for a year. Last night, his condition suddenly worsened, and now he is at stake. "

Qin Haodong was moved for a while. The things that the mercenary group of magic soldiers did are unknown, but they were heroes of China. Nalanjie was able to step down from a high position for the mercenary group of magic soldiers. This kind of mind is really admirable.

"Don't worry, as long as there is a breath left, I can cure them."

Nalan Wushuang said: "I thank you for the Divine Soldier Mercenary Group!"

20 minutes later, Maserati bypassed the military sanatorium and came to a small valley behind.

On one side of the hill, there is a large tile-roofed house, where Nalanjie's military A6 car is parked.

The two got out of the car, and Qin Haodong followed Nalan Wushuang through the door and walked in.

After entering the house, Qin Haodong saw Nalanjie standing in the house, with a lame man leaning on a wooden stick standing beside him, and there were five mentally crippled men opposite him, two were in wheelchairs and three were bedridden. .

These people all look sick, but they have a strong murderous aura, and it can be seen that they all came from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

On a bed in the middle lay a thin man with his eyes closed and his face pale. It should be the boss of the mercenary group of the gods that Nalan Wushuang said.

Qin Haodong could feel that the life breath of Changdao was rapidly disappearing.

After seeing Qin Haodong coming in, the lame man looked over vigilantly, his eyes like a hungry wolf staring at his prey.

Seeing Qin Haodong, Nalanjie's face was filled with joy, and he hurried over and said, "Little genius doctor, Changdao is our hero in China, you must find a way to save him."

"I know!" Qin Haodong said, walking to Changdao's bed, reaching out and starting to feel his pulse.

Seeing that Qin Haodong was the doctor Nalanjie said, the lame man's expression relaxed, followed by a hint of suspicion, unable to believe that the young man in front of him could cure the long knife.

However, out of trust in Nalanjie, he didn't say anything, just stood silently on the side.

When time was short, Qin Haodong withdrew his right hand and checked the injury of the long knife again.

"Little genius doctor, how is it? Is there any help with the long knife?"

Although Nalanjie knew that Qin Haodong's medical skills were psychic, Changdao's disease was too serious.

Qin Haodong stood up and said, "It can be saved, but it's just a little troublesome."

After hearing this, the lame threw away the wooden stick in his hand, knelt down in front of Qin Haodong with a plop, and said excitedly, "As long as you can save Boss Changdao, the lives of the six brothers in our mercenary group will be yours. "

Qin Haodong pulled the lame man up from the ground and said, "I am just out of respect for you today, and it has nothing to do with others."

After speaking, he took out the needle belt from his pocket and began to heal the wound.

The injury of the long knife is very complicated. Not only the meridians of the internal organs have been damaged to varying degrees, but there is also an unknown toxin in the body. The most terrible thing is that there is a sword energy hidden in the dantian.

It can be seen that the person who uses the sword is very clever. He originally had the ability to kill the long sword directly, but he did not do that, but wanted to slowly torture the long sword to death through this cruel method.

Changdao is also a martial artist, but he can be compressed by such a sword, and his dantian can't raise his true qi at all, unable to repair his injuries, and can only wait for death day by day.

"What a vicious method!"

Qin Haodong cursed secretly, and then quickly stabbed the silver needle into the dantian of the long knife.

He used the needle in a very special way this time. He stabbed a circle with the dantian as the center, and then began to use the Aoki True Qi to slowly force the sword energy onto the silver needle.

Five minutes later, the silver needles began to tremble slowly, and then they shot out with a puff, hit the roof and exploded into powder with a bang.

"What a domineering sword!"

Qin Haodong was secretly shocked, these silver needles were completely shattered by the sword energy, the cultivation of the person using the sword was too high, even if he encountered it now, he could only hide as far as possible.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, the hardest level was finally over, and the next step was much easier.