Chapter 1244 Promotion Game 35

"You can pinch it nicely, why don't you try it?"

The young man rolled his eyes at him. "It's enough that you can tell it's an ear of wheat. Are you really going to ask me to make an exact replica?"

This is not an ear of wheat, it is the horn of the Golden Horn King certified by Fu Anan himself.

The fifth T2 time finally ended. This was the most relaxing time Fu Anan had ever had.

Both Zhang Yuanyuan and Wang Fan had reached their physical limits. They stood there gasping for breath with staring eyes.

Looking at the two people's situation, they decided to take a break first.

The game makes it unclear where you are, but the uneven terrain is like the raised crust on a bad cookie.

Once we get over this hill...

Do you know that feeling of being the center of attention the moment you appear?

Yes! Now!

Who the hell would have thought that there were so many people hiding behind a dirt slope!

These people just stared at them.

Fu Anan could feel the tension in Fu Yizhi's arms. Zhang Yuanyuan and Wang Fan behind him no longer had any back pain or leg soreness and they could reach the third floor in one breath.

Fu Anan looked at the floating frame at this moment and confirmed that it was T1 time.

The people below seemed very organized. After a group discussion, they pushed forward a player who looked a little older.

The man looked gentle and refined. He looked around at the four of them and then his gaze stopped on Fu Yizhi.

"Hello comrade, how can I help you?"

Comrade?

What a familiar name!

Fu Anan looked at the man carefully. For some reason, he looked like the political commissar in "Drawing Sword".

The young man happened to meet Fu Anan's gaze. He saw Fu Anan's bandaged calf and said, "You're injured. We have a professional doctor here. Do you need help?"

When Fu Anan heard this, her first reaction was to say thank you but no thanks.

It is not clear whether the other party is good or bad. The first thing to do is to prevent and put an end to the weasel paying New Year's greetings to the chicken.

Who knew Fu Yizhi was faster than her, "That's troublesome."

"Brother Fu?"

Fu Anan quietly pulled him with her hand.

"fine."

Fu Yizhi followed the man down the slope. The man, who looked like a political commissar, asked them to stop at the periphery of the team. "Please wait here for a moment. I'll have our doctor come right over."

The man said and walked inside.

The players around them cast curious glances at them, but no one came towards them, and even their communication with each other was extremely quiet and disciplined.

A moment later, he came back with a young man with a fresh-looking face.

"This is our Doctor Wang."

Dr. Wang nodded shyly at them and began to examine her injuries.

"You received prompt and careful treatment after your injuries, and you've actually recovered quite well."

After a careful examination, he said, "The wound isn't infected or inflamed, it's just stuck to the hemostatic patch. We don't have any medicine right now, so I suggest leaving it alone. The patch will fall off along with the scab. Be careful not to get it wet or dirty, which could cause infection, and don't pull on your pants to prevent further damage to the wound."

"Okay, thank you."

Fu Yizhi said, looking at the part where Fu Anan's trouser legs were stuck together, and used the iron blade to separate the surrounding area, so that it could stick to it. Pulling it was absolutely impossible, but her trouser legs were missing a piece, and her calves looked like they had a piece of cloth growing on them, which was not very nice.