Chapter 14: The University Hospital of Yongcheng University

  The moon rose and fell, the sky gradually brightened again, and a night passed like this.

  Sitting cross-legged on the ground, borrowing the electricity of the entire building, Zhang Wenzhong had cultivated for an entire night. When the first ray of sunlight swept across his body at dawn, he slowly opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air.

  Relying on electric current to stimulate the body and acupoints for cultivation, although the effect is extremely good. However, the danger faced is also extremely great. As long as you are slightly careless, you will lose your life. But relying on his astonishing willpower and the mysterious Medical Heart Sutra, Zhang Wenzhong managed to get through this pass. At the same time that he enhanced the True Yuan within his body, Zhang Wenzhong actually succeeded in cultivating the Refining Body stage's Refining Flesh layer, and could now begin refining his bones!

  But compared to refining flesh, refining bones is dozens or even hundreds of times more difficult. Zhang Wenzhong wanting to achieve another level like today in just one night is almost an impossible task.

  After expelling all the turbid air stored in his chest, Zhang Wenzhong's nostrils emitted a soft hum. With this soft hum, the muscles all over his body immediately responded and began to tremble non-stop, instantly expelling all the metal needles stuck in the acupoints on his body.

  Metal needles of varying lengths fell one after another onto the concrete floor, making a faint rustling sound.

  Zhang Wenzhong stood up, slightly exercising his hands and feet. Then he played a set of Wuqinxi in this narrow kitchen. Through this set of Wuqinxi, he could completely confirm that he was now able to fully control every inch of muscle in this body.

  Looking up at the rising sun outside the window, Zhang Wenzhong narrowed his eyes and smiled with satisfaction.

  Now Zhang Wen-zhong is full of strength from head to toe. He believes that if he were to go through yesterday's events again, after completing those two surgeries, it would be absolutely impossible for him to faint again.

  Zhang Wen-zhong picked up all the metal needles on the ground, wiped them with alcohol cotton balls and put them in a silver needle box. Then he poured out the dregs of the medicine from the clay pot, carefully washed the clay pot, re-added several flavors of medicine, added four bowls of water, and started to decoct again.

  Zhang Wen-zhong has successfully refined his flesh and is now laying the foundation for refining his bones.

  Zhang Wenzhong used these medicines to temper his entire skeleton. The ultimate goal was to make the bones harder than steel, so that he could start refining his bones. Otherwise, when the time came, the skeleton would inevitably collapse under the immense pressure of bone refinement and shatter into pieces.

  After drinking a bowl of medicine, Zhang Wen-zhong took a bath and changed into a dry set of clothes. His previous set of clothes had been drenched in sweat, sticky and smelly, and he couldn't wear them out the door.

  After doing all this, Zhang Wenzhong finally pushed open the door and went out.

  With a smile and the people he met in the corridor, who were also rushing to go to work, nodded and greeted each other. After that, Zhang Wen-zhong heard them complaining about the unstable electricity last night. As the culprit, Zhang Wen-zhong couldn't help but feel his face getting slightly hot, so he quietly stuck out his tongue and quickened his pace downstairs.

  After walking down the residential building, Zhang Wen Zhong subconsciously wanted to go to the entrance of the corridor to find his old bicycle. However, he soon remembered that his old bicycle had been entrusted to a strange girl to take care of yesterday morning. It must have already been discarded as scrap and thrown into some corner.

  Since the old bicycle is gone, he might as well run to work at the university hospital. Anyway, with his current physique, even if he sprinted all the way to Yongcheng University, he wouldn't be out of breath.

  Zhang Wen Zhong is a person who thinks and acts, so he really started running on the pedestrian path beside the road. Along the way, many people saw his running figure, but they just thought he was a long-distance runner from the Physical Education Institute, without suspecting anything.

  Normally, it would take about 20 minutes to ride a bicycle from Zhang Wen's rental house in the neighborhood to Yongcheng University. But today, Zhang Wen ran all the way and stood in front of the north gate of Yongcheng University in just five minutes.

  Not only that, after this long sprint, Zhang Wenzhong was not even out of breath, with a calm and composed demeanor. It seemed as if he had just been strolling in the nearby garden, rather than having just completed a long-distance run.

  Zhang Wenzhong first closed his eyes and felt the changes in different parts of his body, then opened his eyes and smiled, apparently very satisfied with his current physical condition.

  When Zhang Wenzhong walked into the hospital on the campus of Yongcheng University, there were still about twenty minutes before work started.

  Yongcheng University Hospital, located in the northern campus of Yongcheng University, is adjacent to the beautiful Minjiang River. The hospital is not large, with only a three-story building. The first floor has various clinics, the second floor has injection rooms and gynecological clinics, and the third floor is the inpatient department. However, for most of the time, there are no patients admitted to the inpatient department.

  There are ten doctors and four nurses in this school hospital. Although the number is not large, they are all versatile talents. Dealing with some common and minor illnesses is still no problem. As for serious illnesses... it's rare for students with serious illnesses to choose to come to the school hospital for treatment. Even if such a student comes, the school hospital will transfer them to Yongcheng Hospital or other major hospitals affiliated with Yongcheng University at the first time.

  In the words of Hu Qiang, director of the hospital in the university campus: "We medical workers at the May Seventh Cadre School do not seek merit but avoid fault. As soon as we see a patient with a slightly more serious condition, we immediately transfer them to another hospital. We absolutely cannot afford to have a medical accident happen in our school's hospital."

  Zhang Wenzhong walked into the school hospital, his clinic was at the end of the first floor corridor. From the location of his clinic, it can be seen that he is a complete rookie in the school hospital.

  It was about half an hour ago that the doctors and nurses of the school hospital finally started to arrive for work, rubbing their sleepy eyes. A few doctors with obvious dark circles under their eyes changed into their white coats and huddled together, chatting about last night's card game and making plans to continue their late-night battle tonight.

  As the dean, Hu Qiang was the last one to arrive at the hospital.

  He didn't rush into his own office, but instead walked with his hands behind his back and chest out, exuding an air of bureaucracy, as he strolled around to inspect the various clinics. The doctors and nurses who had been chatting together earlier quickly put on a busy and diligent appearance. But after he left, they gathered together again to continue their previous conversation.

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