The man in the column is perished, and the beginning of the treatment is not miserable

Gah!!! Ying Ya shouted in panic. He looked at Shang Quan Nai standing in the sunlight coming from the window and subconsciously wanted to take off.

Hey, hey, hey! Don't fly! But he was stopped by the black-clothed swordsman Diao Ya who was already used to it.

Gah! What are you doing?!

It's okay. Look at him again. Do you feel a strange sense of intimacy?

…Gah?

...I saw him kill a ghost with my own eyes. Di Yao whispered: That speed is beyond comparison with anyone I have ever seen...

If you blind your crow's eye, he is no longer human!

...Oh, don't interrupt.

The two crows were chattering noisily, and only Yin Zing on the side was watching them.

…

…

I am... Takehara clenched his fist and looked at his arm in shock.

He turned his head again and looked at Shang Quannai in surprise, with tears shining in the corners of his eyes.

He felt some numbness at the wound. Although it was itchy, it was very comfortable.

Just when I was about to stand up and express my gratitude to Shang Quanna.

Suddenly something strange came over my body!

Hoo!! A sharp pain came from his abdomen, and the pain made Takehara lie down again with a ferocious expression! Cold sweat quickly fell from my forehead!

What's going on... The doctor looked at Takehara who was lying back again at a loss, his face full of panic: Is this the return of light?!

Relax. Shang Quanna patted the doctor's shoulder with an indifferent expression.

This is a normal phenomenon. Just let him rest and rest.

The effect of such a small amount of Shang Quanna's blood would not be exerted so quickly. It was just because Takehara's adrenaline surged before he died, plus the stimulation of blood entering the body.

This created the illusion of instant recovery.

Complete recovery will probably take about a day.

Shang Quannai folded his arms and leaned against the cabinet beside him.

The doctor looked at Takehara who looked much better on the hospital bed. He turned his head and frowned tightly, looking at Shang Quanna in disbelief.

He opened his mouth, his Adam's apple moved up and down twice, and he choked for a while before slowly saying:

You...what did you do?

Save people. Shang Quannai folded his arms and sat down on the futon beside him.

His reason for saving people is very simple.

——That’s a Class B member.

Now is the Warring States Period. So much time has passed, and Wuhan, the ancestor of ghosts, is naturally not as weak as he was 600 years ago.

It can be seen from the ghost that knows the blood ghost technique just encountered, and the ghost that this second-level team member encountered - the overall strength of the ghost has improved.

And this piece of shit, he will definitely not try his best to improve his attack ability!

In the past 600 years, he may have spent all his skill points on escaping!

Crumbs!

You can see it from the ending of the comic! Muyo's ability to escape was sealed with poison by Jushi, so his attack method was very monotonous.

Therefore, if you want to securely block and move without misfortune, you still need more powerful people.

The doctor looked at Shang Quannai's natural expression, opened his mouth, and was speechless.

He turned his head and glanced at Takehara, who was gradually sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed, and the stone hanging in his heart slowly dropped.

Then, the doctor lowered his head and frowned, with many doubts in his heart.

He looked at Shang Quannai, who was looking at the street in a daze, and gritted his teeth!

Boom! !

A dull sound came from beside Shang Quannai.

Doctor!! A worried cry came from one side.

Shang Quannai turned his head in confusion and looked to the side.

The doctor buried his head deeply on the floor and knelt down in the direction of Shang Quannai.

His deep and trembling voice came from beneath him:

Please tolerate my rudeness just now!!

terribly sorry!

I dare you! Can you teach me the medical skills that you just taught me?

Grateful!!

The doctor closed his eyes tightly and shouted hard to the ground. Then he pressed his head tightly against the floor and faced Shangquan Nai in a sitting position.

——If that kind of magical medical skill can be learned, then as long as the members of the Demon Slayer Squad do not die on the spot, they will always be saved!

——No, no, no, that kind of thing can no longer be called medical skill, it looks like a magic spell, no, it looks like a miracle sent by the gods!

——If you can learn this miracle! So why not die!

Shang Quannai looked at the doctor kneeling in front of him and several surprised people beside him. He seemed to have vaguely returned to the peaceful era.

By the way, the head of the family often came to sit down.

Unfortunately.

Even if you say so...I can't teach you. Shang Quannai clasped his hands and said calmly: Even if I teach you, you won't be able to use it.

When the doctor heard this, his face showed the expected bitterness. The sweat on his forehead was soaked on the floor. He slowly raised his head:

...I'm sorry, I was too abrupt.

...Then...can you tell me your name? I will remember it for the rest of my life!

Shang Quannai looked at the bitter smile of the doctor in front of him and felt a little troubled.

own name…

In my mind, the words that the translucent A Shang had said slowly came to mind.

He shook his head, smiled and said to the doctor:

Nai, my name is Nai.

Kamiizuna.

When the doctor heard Shang Quannai's words, he scratched his head helplessly, and then smiled bitterly:

Stop making fun of me.

How can anyone dare to be named Shangquan now?

However, when he saw Shang Quannai's stunned expression, the doctor was stunned. He put down the hand scratching the back of his head and looked at Shang Quannai tentatively:

Is your... surname really Shangquan?

Shang Quannai did not answer his question, but stood up and squatted next to the doctor, his bright red eyes close to the doctor's pupils.

What did you mean by what you just said?

His tone suddenly became cold, which made the doctor tremble all over.

The doctor looked at Shang Quan Nai's close eyes. He could clearly see the scarlet irises in Shang Quan Nai's pupils, and said tremblingly:

Shangquan...that Shangquan family has always been targeted by ghosts.

All people with the surname Shangquan were either chased to death by ghosts in the past...or were forced to change their surname...

I heard... they collectively changed their last name...

...So...no one dares to have the last name Shangquan now.

Gudu,

The doctor said tremblingly, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and looked at Shang Quannai, who stood up slowly with a calm expression.

There was another sentence that he didn't say.

—— According to rumors, the gods sealed on the mountain have surnames.

——It’s Shangquan.

At this time.

Boom!

Gah!

A strong figure pushed open the side door of the medical center. On his shoulder stood a raven, with a pure white knife on his waist.

Where's Takehara boy! Is he okay?

The visitor was breathing heavily, holding a scroll in his hand and a box in his other hand.

His golden hair with red edges shines in the sun, and under his thick black eyebrows are a pair of big, piercing eyes.

He saw the kneeling doctor in the room, and looked at Shang Quannai, who turned back to look at him, in confusion.

After realizing that he didn't recognize him, the visitor nodded familiarly to Shang Quanna, then quickly looked away and looked inside the room.

Takehara boy!

At this time, Takehara's weak voice came from the room:

Master Purgatory...I'm fine...