"Okay!" The doctor simply called his assistant and began to puncture Zhou Bing.

After the doctor left, Ding Ling sat on the head of the boy's bed and looked at him gently and said, "How do you feel now?"

Zhou Bing glanced at his mother and brother, and finally his eyes stopped on Ding Ling with a lively look. He smiled timidly: "Thank you, brother, I feel that it's already done."

"Haha! You are not sick at all." Ding Ling laughed, pulled out all the tube needles and other things on his body, and then pulled him up.

The boy jumped out of bed, first threw himself into his mother's arms, and then hugged Zhou Xiaobo. In order to prove that he was well, he simply jumped around the ground.

Seeing his younger brother regaining his vitality from the moment he was dying, Zhou Xiaobo widened his eyes. He looked at Ding Ling in disbelief and said in a trembling voice: "Ding Ling, is my younger brother... really good?"

"Well, it's really good." Ding Ling looked at Zhou Xiaobo, then looked at the middle-aged woman who hugged her son and couldn't help but wipe her tears, and smiled at the corner of her mouth: "I guess the test report will come out soon. Let's wait a little longer, and then go out for lunch together."

Not long after, a group of people rushed into the ward in a hurry. The leader was like the vice president of the hospital. He raised the test form in his hand and shouted: "Who is Ding Ling?"

Ding Ling narrowed his eyes and looked at the doctor's flushed face behind the dean, knowing that this matter was almost over.

He stood up and nodded.

The vice president rushed forward with a quick glance, holding Ding Ling's hand and said excitedly: "What did you do? Oh no! Can elixirs even cure leukemia?"

Ding Ling was slightly shocked. He heard the tone of the vice president and seemed to know that spiritual pills were curing diseases. So he thought for a while and said, "My master is Bai Qianqian... I don't know if you have heard of it."

"Bai Qianqian...oh! No wonder!" The vice president slapped his head.

Ding Ling breathed a sigh of relief. Since the vice president knew Bai Qianqian, he should know that there were practitioners in this world. He didn't need to explain too much - if the vice president didn't know the practitioners and the elixir, it would be a bit difficult for him to explain.

"Then, is this case of promotional significance?" The vice president quickly returned to the topic, and he looked at Ding Ling with a bright look.

As a prestigious doctor, he obviously hopes to see patients with leukemia recover quickly like a miracle, regardless of whether the cure is a elixir or something.

Ding Ling shook his head and apologized: "Sorry, this child is mainly in a special situation, and he is not leukemia, but the symptoms are a bit similar..."

The vice president sighed and let go of Ding Ling's hand with great regret.

Ding Ling smiled, exchanged a few more greetings before walking towards the door. When he saw the doctor who had been stopping him, Ding Ling smiled slightly: "How about it? Just say yes, right?"

The doctor's face turned red, and he didn't look at Ding Ling.

Ding Ling smiled and was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly felt a look at him. When he looked back, he saw the nurse who stopped him at first was looking at him with interest.

Seeing Ding Ling looking at him, the nurse blushed and quickly turned to the side.

...

After completing the discharge procedures, Ding Ling reached out to grab two taxis and rushed directly to a five-star hotel in the city.

Of course, Ru Xiaonan was in the same car as him.

"A five-star hotel! So luxurious?" Ru Xiaonan heard Ding Ling's place name, and exaggeratedly shouted: "It seems that Master Ding is indeed extraordinary."

"That's right, since you want to accept disciples, you must do it more grandly."

"Accepting an apprentice?" Ru Xiaonan's voice suddenly raised several times. She suddenly remembered the fact that Ding Ling was beaten to death and refused to accept herself as an apprentice. She glared at her phoenix eyes, stretched out her hand and pinched Ding Ling's waist: "I'm so angry! I beg you so much, you don't teach me, you actually took the initiative to teach a little brat?"

"It hurts! Damn..." Ding Ling hurriedly held Ru Xiaonan's hand and finally persuaded her to break free from her "demonic grab". Looking at Ru Xiaonan's face full of resentment and grievance, he felt soft and said softly: "Xiaonan, haven't you felt it yet? My magic is actually not magic."

"Ah? It's not magic, that's..." Ru Xiaonan said and covered her mouth.

Because a dagger appeared on Ding Ling's hand, another piece of clothing appeared, and then another book appeared.

"Did you see it?" Ding Ling looked at the taxi driver guiltily and quickly put these things back into the world in his sleeve. He whispered: "These are actually spells. These props are all placed in a portable space."

"Space Ring?" Ru Xiaonan slowly put down her hand. She looked at Ding Ling and whispered: "Come on, tell me what spells are..."

Ding Ling used the voice transmission to enter the spirit to briefly tell Ru Xiaonan some common sense of practice. Although many things were mentioned in one sentence, he still heard Ru Xiaonan's eyebrows and yearn for it. So when she arrived at the hotel, she looked at Zhou Bing who was timidly getting off the car and became a little jealous...

He ordered a private room casually. After the wine and food were served, Zhou Xiaobo poured Ding Ling full of wine. He looked up and thought for a long time, wanting to say a few words of gratitude, but found that he could not find any words to describe his mood at this moment. So he simply raised his cup and drank three cups first.

Perhaps it was because of the heroic courage that he had drunk three cups. After drinking it, Zhou Xiaobo raised a little proudly and said, "Ding Ling, I will never thank you for your kindness. In the future, whenever I have useful things, I, Zhou Xiaobo, will never frown."

Ding Ling was happy, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one go, then patted Zhou Xiaobo on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, it's really just a little bit of work. What's more... I still have a hint of selfishness."

Zhou Xiaobo was stunned: "Private?"

"Yes." Ding Ling said as he waved to Zhou Bing, who was so reserved and obedient that he only knew how to drink juice, "Zhou Bing, come here."

The boy immediately stood in front of Ding Ling.

Zhou Xiaobo looked at Ding Ling in confusion. He suddenly remembered what Ding Ling said in the ward that he would look up to his younger brother in the future.

"Zhou Bing, don't go back to school in the future. Just follow me at the National School of Management, or I'll send you to a place to study." As he said that, Ding Ling turned his head and looked at Zhou Bing's mother, the simple woman who had always had a love expression to him, said: "Auntie, what do you say, Xiaobing is... martial arts, to martial arts genius! I want to take him as a disciple. I don't know if you think you won or not?"

"Ah? This..." The middle-aged woman obviously didn't expect Ding Ling to make this request, and she was stunned for a moment.

On the contrary, Zhou Xiaobo came to his senses instantly, and his eyes showed a burning heat: "Ding Ling, can my brother learn your ability to fight urban management today? And your ability to do magic?"

Ding Ling nodded with a smile: "That's right."

"Mom! No problem! Ding Ling is absolutely awesome. If Xiaobing follows him, he will definitely have a future!"

Ding Ling smiled and took Zhou Bing's hand and crossed a trace of spiritual power in again. After feeling that Zhou Bing's life river had been completely repaired, he asked in a low voice: "What is the thing in your heart that has been communicating with you?"

A slight fear appeared in the boy's eyes, and he also lowered his voice and said, "Wolf, it's a wolf!"
Chapter completed!