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The dwarf looked at Zhang Rui with surprise, his eyes showing a hint of distrust and curiosity. "Are you a newcomer? You don't look like one. I remember the new dwarves here have good craftsmanship, but you..." There was a hint of teasing in his tone.
Zhang Rui felt a bit embarrassed and hurriedly explained, "I really am a newcomer, but... I'm not a dwarf. My name is Zhang Rui, and I was recommended by the White Fox Immortal. I'm actually here to ask where the Medical Kiosk is." His voice carried a hint of hesitation, as the intrusion at the Divine Machine Camp had made him uneasy.
The dwarf frowned as he listened to Zhang Rui's explanation, seeming to understand to some extent but still finding it somewhat amusing. "Recommended by the White Fox Immortal, that's no ordinary thing. The medical kiosk? Head south, pass two corners, and you'll see a path filled with spiritual energy. Follow that path, and you'll see the sign for the medical kiosk. However, with your current disheveled appearance, you should tidy up before heading to the medical kiosk."
Zhang Rui nodded in gratitude, feeling deeply thankful for the dwarf's help. Despite encountering a small incident, he finally knew the location of the medical kiosk.
Zhang Rui turned to leave, and the dwarf suddenly said, "Hey hey hey! Kid, if you have time, remember to come here to help more. I feel like you have some talent!" Zhang Rui nodded awkwardly, knowing that he had only helped with the furnace. Zhang Rui smiled and replied, feeling surprised by the dwarf's warmth. In his impression, dwarves were usually rough and direct, but this one seemed friendly and cheerful. He nodded and said, "Alright, if I have the chance, I will definitely come back."
After that, Zhang Rui walked in the direction the dwarf had pointed. He walked along the winding path inside the Taoist temple, occasionally catching glimpses of various strange scenes and creatures inside. After passing two corners, he found a path full of spiritual energy. The path was lined with sparse trees, and the leaves shimmered with faint lights, as if infused with magic.
Zhang Rui walked along this path, gradually slowing down his pace, captivated by the scenery before him. As he strolled, he felt a fresh breeze on his face, bringing a hint of comfort to his somber mood. Before long, he saw a sign hanging between the trees with the words "Medical kiosk" written on it.
Seeing the sign, Zhang Rui felt some of the tension in his heart relax. He adjusted his disheveled clothes, took a deep breath, and then walked towards the Medical kiosk, preparing to receive treatment and get ready for the upcoming new mission. In this unknown and challenging new world, every step is an exploration, and Zhang Rui is ready to embrace all the unknowns.
When Zhang Rui entered the Medical kiosk, he was shocked by the scene before him. The room looked like a battlefield hospital, with many patients lying on simple beds, some pale and others groaning in pain. The air was filled with the smell of herbs and disinfectant, accompanied by the sound of patients breathing and murmuring.
The young male doctor appeared very agitated, rushing around and constantly shifting his attention from one patient to another. His brow was furrowed, showing signs of fatigue and stress. When dealing with a severely injured patient, his movements seemed hurried and even somewhat rough.
Zhang Rui walked up to him and asked softly, "Doctor, could you help me with a treatment?" The young doctor looked up, glanced at Zhang Rui, and without saying much, just nodded, signaling Zhang Rui to follow him. They walked through the crowded beds, navigating the narrow passages filled with patients and medical staff. With each step, Zhang Rui could feel the pain of the patients and the busyness of the medical personnel.
In the end, they arrived at a relatively quiet corner. The doctor pointed to a bed, indicating for Zhang Rui to lie down. He quickly but roughly examined Zhang Rui's injuries, then took out some herbs and ointment from a wooden box. During the treatment, he hardly spoke, focusing solely on tending to the wounds.
As the doctor impatiently applied the ointment to Zhang Rui, he seemed somewhat annoyed, showing little interest in Zhang Rui's minor injuries. The doctor even looked up and said to Zhang Rui, "For this kind of minor injury, you can take care of it yourself. There's no need to come all the way here, we're busy enough as it is!" His tone revealed clear displeasure.
Just as Zhang Rui was feeling a bit awkward and preparing to leave, the bespectacled old man suddenly walked out from behind the doctor. The old man's appearance instantly made the atmosphere in the room become serious.
The old man's voice was steady but carried authority: "Nan, I've told you before, as a medical practitioner, how should you treat patients?"
The doctor known as Nan immediately put away his irritable attitude, seeming to realize his inappropriate behavior. He nodded to the old man, with a apologetic expression on his face, "I'm sorry, Master, I was a bit too aggressive just now."
The old man with glasses turned to Dr. Nan, with a serious expression on his face, "Nan, this young man just escaped from the pursuit of Xingtian, which in itself means he is extraordinary. Have you carefully examined his body?"
Dr. Nan looked a little embarrassed, he lowered his head and seemed somewhat uneasy: "I... didn't, Master. I just took a rough look at his injuries."
The old man glanced at Zhang Rui and a hint of evaluation flashed in his eyes, then turned to Dr. Nan with a tone of teaching: "In the Shadow League, every creature we encounter may have unusual experiences and abilities. As healers, we need to care for them more carefully and comprehensively. Nan, you still have a lot to learn."
Dr. Nan nodded in understanding and looked at Zhang Rui again: "I'm sorry, Zhang Rui. I was too hasty before. Can you let me carefully examine your injuries to ensure your safety?"
Zhang Rui saw that the atmosphere was a bit awkward and quickly spoke up to ease the tension: "It's okay, I understand that you are very busy. My injuries are not serious, and I should recover quickly."
The old man with glasses nodded at Zhang Rui, appreciating his modesty and understanding. He then said to Dr. Nan, "Nan, carefully examine his injuries to ensure nothing is overlooked. After that, you can rest." Dr. Nan responded and began carefully examining Zhang Rui's injuries, while Zhang Rui patiently cooperated.
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