Chapter 157 She can start

what to do?

Shen Jiang's heart was pounding so hard that she couldn't calm down and think properly.

The big gray dog ​​with tangled hair seemed to be competing with her car window, and kept using its strength to smash her window. Unfortunately, the car she rented was made in a neighboring country, which was famous for its light weight and fuel efficiency. Facing the mad dog, the car was swaying in the wind and rain, and she really didn't feel safe at all.

She couldn't just leave, but if she stayed any longer, sooner or later she would have to confront that mad dog, which was far from being gentle and friendly.

Shen Jiang was overwhelmed. If it was a difficult patient, she could easily analyze it layer by layer, but now was a critical moment with her life on the line. The thought of herself turning into a mad woman who had lost her mind and was going crazy made Shen Jiang shudder.

No, nothing could happen to her. If something happened to her, what would happen to the patients lying in the beds? And the city might go from peaceful to uncontrollable chaos.

Shen Jiang forced himself to calm down.

Watching the dog continue to hammer at the car window, Shen Jiang moved from the driver's seat to the left rear seat. As soon as she sat down, the glass finally shattered under the dog's hammering. Shards of glass shattered and splattered onto Shen Jiang's face, leaving tiny bloody streaks. Without hesitation, Shen Jiang got out of the car and slammed the door shut, just in time to slam the dog, which had been attacking her from the driver's seat, back into the car.

Shen Jiang was gasping for breath in shock. She used all her strength to close the door using the inertia of her body, and her back was aching slightly from the shock.

The big gray dog ​​had lost its mind to begin with, but after being knocked unconscious for a few seconds it came back to life with full health, barking wildly at Shen Jiang through the car window.

Only this time the positions were reversed: the dog was inside the car and she was outside.

Shen Jiang's fingers quickly traced the plant magic. There was no time for purification, so he could only use the vines to restrain the mad dog's movements and then think of a way.

If Godwin were here, with his brute strength, he might be able to subdue the mad dog with his bare hands. Shen Jiang felt a faint sense of regret. She had been too worried that the boss's return to peak strength would cause irreparable destruction to the world, so she had never given Godwin the magic crystal.

Otherwise, with his original strength, if this disaster really broke out, he would be able to control it completely.

But it was too late to regret. After hitting the car window glass blocking its way several times, the big mad dog turned around and tried to go out through the glass it had already broken.

Shen Jiang had to observe the dog's movements and respond accordingly, while at the same time he was working on a complicated magic circle that required no mistakes. His multitasking slowed him down and the magic circle was not completed in time.

The dog's hindquarters had barely escaped from the driver's window when she opened the door and got in. The mad dog hadn't anticipated that its prey would be so cunning. It had just jumped from the driver's side to where Shen Jiang was standing, but when it saw its prey running back into the car, it became even more frantic.

After doing this several times, the magic circle was finally almost completed.

Time was of the essence for Shen Jiang, and she barely dared to breathe. This time, Shen Jiang waited quietly for the mad dog to return the same way and jump through the broken window of the driver's seat. At the moment the dog was about to leap through the broken window, Shen Jiang waved her finger, and the magic circle followed her finger's direction and rushed towards the increasingly frantic dog.

The mad dog was tied up tightly with vines, but he was unwilling to be restrained and struggled very hard.

Shen Jiang's other hand was still on the handlebar. Seeing that the dog was tied tightly with vines, she let out a long breath and her body suddenly collapsed on the seat.

"I almost died here."

This was not the time to rest, Shen Jiang relaxed for only a few seconds before sitting up and immediately began to draw the magic circle of light. Perhaps because of the high mental tension, his physical strength was consumed very quickly, the magic circle was trembling after it was formed, and its effect was greatly reduced.

Shen Jiang frowned and looked at the vicious dog that had been quiet for only a few minutes and then fell into madness again. His face looked very bad.

The magic stone that served as her mobile power bank had been used up, and the effect of her light magic would only get worse. If this continued, the vines would be broken by the dog sooner or later, and then she would be forced to play hide-and-seek with this mad dog.

Shen Jiang imagined the scene and got goosebumps. Being chased by a mad dog carrying an unknown virus, it was easy to imagine who would be unlucky.

What would Godwin do if he were here?

This thought flashed through Shen Jiang's mind.

The most powerful magical creature she had ever seen was the black dragon Godwin. Not only did he possess extremely powerful magical abilities, he was also very adaptable. The last time she asked him how to improve the magic circle, he had said...

"Do you need to think about how to drink water? Why do you need to think when using magic?" The arrogant look on Godwin's face as he glanced at her was still vivid in her mind.

At the time, she thought her boss's arrogant words were quite boastful and deserved a beating, but when she thought about it carefully, did she need to think about what the pulse was when she took the patient's pulse? After she became proficient at it, her fingers on the patient's wrist seemed to automatically begin to analyze the cause of the illness, and there was no need for a rigid, step-by-step analysis like in a textbook.

If magic isn't enough to purify, can we use the power of traditional Chinese medicine? Can wood magic directly extract and condense the ingredients in traditional Chinese medicine?

Shen Jiang didn't hesitate at all. Rather than deliberating whether or not to proceed, she had only one thought in mind: do it while she still had the strength. She instantly figured out the herbs and recipe. Then, she pulled the herbs she needed from her storage ring. She was a bit flustered, pulling out both what she needed and what she didn't.

Shen Jiang kept muttering: "Musk, bezoar, ephedra, borneol..."

She didn't care about anything else and simply laid the herbs on the ground. She traced a wood magic circle in the air with her fingers, which then hovered over the herbs, attempting to merge their magical energy with her own. Shen Jiang didn't pause, but continued to trace a new purification circle. The two merged into one, and she pounced towards the struggling mad dog.

A new magic circle descended upon the struggling "Big Zongzi." The vines imprisoning the dog suddenly sprouted thorns, piercing its flesh. The mad dog struggled intensified, breaking several more vines. Shen Jiang was inevitably disappointed. She had thought she might succeed if she fought hard.

However, the mad dog only struggled for a while before beginning to calm down. Shen Jiang noticed that its eyes gradually changed from crazy red to moist black.

The big dirty gray dog ​​finally stopped struggling. It seemed as if it finally knew what fatigue was. It tilted its head and fainted.

Shen Jiang's eyes lit up.

Great! It works!

A surge of pride washed over her. This was the first time Shen Jiang had faced a life-or-death crisis on her own since becoming a magician. Not only had she successfully subdued the maddened dog, but she had also found a way to heal the people. Shen Jiang was almost eager to see Godwin and tell him how clever she had been.

The sound of car wheels running on a bumpy road came from not far away, and Shen Jiang was cheered up.

It must be the helper that Mr. Lu found, and he came at the right time.

Sure enough, the people who arrived were the same group that had been out hunting sick dogs. Seeing the mess on the ground, a mangy dog ​​lying unconscious, and a battered, nearly scrapped Nissan car, the stark contrast made Shen Jiang, unharmed, stand out.

Faced with the army's questions, Shen Jiang used his previous ability to fool the Black Dragon, and spoke without changing his expression, and actually fooled the group of people.

There was no way they could help it. The facts were before their eyes, and they couldn't help but believe it. Although the coincidence the young doctor described was just too good to be true, what if he simply had a full stack of luck buffs?

It's obvious that this car was hit by a mad dog. Could it be that the doctor crashed it himself?

Shen Jiang: "This dog just fainted suddenly, but I saw that its eyes didn't seem to be red before it fainted. Should we take it back to the base for a checkup?"

Without hesitation, the team leader ordered his teammates to quickly tie up the dog and load it into the truck: "Take it back and let the doctors check what's going on."

The team leader looked at the young doctor's car with sympathy. It was definitely not drivable. The team leader said, "What are you going to do? Come back with us?"

Shen Jiang: "Take me to a busy intersection, and I can take a taxi myself. I need to go back to the clinic to get some herbs that are not available at the base."

Without a car, Shen Jiang could only rush to Mingxin Hall. She had to put the crystals into her storage ring at the store. The owner of the crystal shop had already ordered a truck to deliver all the crystals in the store, including the warehouse, to Mingxin Hall, and pharmacist He Mei was already waiting at the store door to receive the goods and check the quantity.

Seeing that Dr. Shen wanted so much, the owner of the crystal shop was so happy that she almost sold out the inventory that had been sitting there for years. She was as happy as if it were Chinese New Year. When Shen Jiang arrived at the shop and saw He Mei's curious gaze, she just said thank you for your hard work and started to send her home. Time was tight and she had no time for small talk or explanation.

He Mei was a little dumbfounded. She had never seen Shen Jiang so anxious before.

Shen Jiang closed the door and told her: "The store is closed during these times. You stay home with your daughter and wait for my news when the time comes."

He Mei was about to speak when the door of Mingxin Hall closed with a "bang" and the door panel almost hit her nose.

Shen Jiang took a big sip of tea, took out his most commonly used big black backpack from the storage ring and put it on his back, without even taking a rest, he went back to the base.

Time is running out, she has to go back quickly.

Another hour passed after she returned to the base, and now a full three hours had passed since she left the base.

Shen Jiang's mood was like a roller coaster, ups and downs unable to calm down. After getting off the car, he almost rushed into the base.

I don’t know how grandma and Godwin are doing, and those patients, are they holding on?