Chapter 300 Who says that a beautiful woman won’t get sick (Part 2)

Shim's heart was trembling.

He is just a doctor, a doctor who is skilled in martial arts. Although he has seen a lot of worldly affairs with the Hand of God for so many years and has treated many people and monsters, he has never cured the super divine beasts, and has never seen so many elves masters. To be honest, like Song Ge, he has no confidence at all.

Originally, although Shim knew that the person who was sick was a super divine beast, he suddenly woke up until he picked up the knife and pointed it at the reverse scale. He remembered that he represented Song Ge and Babane. Thinking of this, Shim didn't even dare to think downwards. If he couldn't cure, would the forest elves help the city lord resurrect Shui'er?

So, Shim's heart trembled, but his hands did not tremble. This is the basic condition for a doctor.

"Human, are you going to attack me?" The sick Ni Lin opened his mouth and growled unhappily. Although the sick super beast no longer has any attack power, its dignity as a top-level existence has not changed at all. Now seeing a human being trying to use a knife in its fatal part, Ni Lin naturally refused to let it go.

However, what Song Ge and Babane did not expect was that the grassland elf's national protection super beast was actually female. Because her voice was clearly the voice of a woman.

"This, this lady." Song Ge coughed dryly. Fortunately, this Miss World had no other meaning, otherwise this super beast would not know if it would be angry.

"We just want to cure your illness and have no malice towards you. So please rest assured and ask you to cooperate. This is the doctor I invited to treat you." Song Ge said, standing behind Him, and patting Him on the shoulder with his hand to give him some comfort.

"What kind of treatment is this? Is it a treatment for me to stab me?" This time, the super beast did not have the tenderness of a female, stared at her eyes and raised her hairless neck.

Song Ge looked at the elf queen beside him in embarrassment. The queen shook her head slightly, walked to Ni Lin's side, stretched out her slender hand like jade, touched Ni Lin's neck, and said a passage in the strange and mysterious elf language. When she spoke, she looked at Song Ge from time to time.

The people in Baban naturally couldn't understand it, but they saw Ni Lin nodding reluctantly, thinking that it was the queen who convinced the super beast.

Sure enough, the Queen signaled Him to start.

Shim turned to look at Song Ge, and after getting the look that the prophet had done with confidence, he took a deep breath, abandoned the distracting thoughts in his mind, first took a little potion to the Nei Lin's neck, and then slowly pressed the knife to the affected area.

Everyone in the rotating palace looked at it nervously, and their moods were different. The people in Babane were naturally simple, but they hoped that Shim could cure the negative scale. The people of the forest elves were a little conflicted. On the one hand, they hoped that Song Ge could cure the negative scale injury, so that the grassland elves would have to admit that the forest elves were orthodox. But once they were cured, wouldn’t that mean that the forest elves who had always had a lot of experience in treatment were actually not as good as the vulgar orcs? There were no less than three druids present!

The Elf Queen's mind is naturally the same, but it is not as strong as others. This time she made this request because Song Ge hoped that she could resurrect Shui'er in the future, so the Queen would be a little more relaxed.

All eyes were fixed on Him's sword. If this sword continued, the result might be destined.

But after waiting for a long time, everyone saw Shim's arm move a few times, but the knife went in, but the sweat on Shim's head came out.

Just when everyone was not sure about this, Shim turned back and said to Song Ge in frustration: "City Lord, this knife cannot be cut into it."

So that's it. Everyone understands that although Shim's knife is sharp, it is an ordinary person after all. Although Shim himself has been a doctor for most of his life, he is not a master. Although the reverse scale is sick, he is a super divine beast. A doctor who is a little stronger than an ordinary person takes a relatively sharp knife, how can he cut the reverse scale's skin?

Song Ge thought about it and took out the sword that Pang Tan made for him with the divine iron from the bracelet and handed it to Shim. Although it did not have any blessing, it had a sharpness no less than a magical weapon.

When Song Ge took out this sword without a name, the elves immediately recognized the material, especially some old elves, and even looked jealous and shocked. The material for making magical artifacts was long ago unable to be found, but now it appears again. Moreover, looking at the grooves and engravings on the sword, it is obviously a semi-finished product. So that means that the person who made this sword has the intention to make it magical. If it were a person from the past, it would be fine, but if this person is still alive, then wouldn't it be said that this person is very likely to create magical artifacts?

In the shocked eyes of the elf, Shim pushed the sword of Song Ge on Ni Lin's neck.

After using a little force, the Divine Iron Sword only pierced a little. After exerting force, it still couldn't be pierced. Song Ge, who was behind, shook his head helplessly, walked over to take the sword, and pressed it against Ni Lin's neck.

With a light stroke, the foreign prophet with the power of the metal dragon successfully pierced the skin of the reverse scale. An elemental super divine beast that lost its power obviously could not stop the sharpness of the divine iron.

The instant pain made Ni Lin growl low and subconsciously moved her neck, but she forgot that the Divine Iron Sword was still in her body. The sharp sword body immediately expanded the wound a little, which scared Ni Lin immediately did not dare to move.

The black blood flowed down, and a pungent smell filled the air.

Seeing the abnormal blood color, Shim's confidence also improved a little, and his movements returned to his usual briskness. Song Ge asked several small wounds on the affected area of ​​the Nei Scal, and several black blood flowed to the floor of the rotating palace at the same time.

When such a situation suddenly occurred, the younger elves exclaimed. The elves looked for them for a long time but found no problem. Now it seems that this human doctor may really be able to cure this disease.

Shim took out a small bottle from his space equipment, collected a little of this blood, and put it back, preparing to study it when he had time.

Although Ni Lin could not see the wound on her neck, the blood flowing on the floor could be seen by themselves. Seeing that there was such a strange smell in her body, Miss Ni Lin, who was obsessed with cleanliness, almost fainted. In the surprised eyes and the movement of covering her nose, Ni Lin wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

After a while, the blood gradually returned to its normal color. Shim immediately applied the herbs that had been prepared long ago to the wound and bandaged them up. The treatment work was basically over.

"Is this OK?" Lunnuo was naturally standing on Song Ge's side at this time. Seeing Shim bandaged the wound of Ni Lin, he came to Song Ge with some concern and asked.

"I'm not sure, but it's better than doing nothing." Song Ge told the truth.

"Oh." Lao Lunnuo sighed inwardly, now he can only leave it to fate.

"If it fails, is the patriarch really going to marry Lingyun to the grassland?" Song Ge asked casually.

Lunnuo smiled bitterly and said, "I don't seem to have any other choice."

Song Ge pondered for a while before slowly saying: "If I have not cured the disease of the scattered scale this time, then I will announce to the mainland that Ling Yun is the sister I recognize. She can only marry someone she likes. No one can force her. If the grassland elves have any dissatisfaction, let them come to Babane to find me."

Lunnuo and the elves around him looked at Song Ge in surprise when they heard Song Ge's words, not understanding why this foreign prophet who had always been gentle and elegant suddenly became so strong.

"Is it strange?" Song Ge looked at the people around him, including the Elf Queen, and said, "Since I have interfered in this matter, if it is not done, I have a responsibility, so I will solve it in my own way."

Song Ge has a strong sense of responsibility. Although he has no affection for Ling Yun, he can see that Ling Yun's vague feelings for him. He can't help but watch the woman who likes him suffers grievances, and Song Ge can't be indifferent. Moreover, people in Baban like the elf with beautiful singing and sweet smiles, and regard her as his own person. Song Ge is naturally no exception. Protecting his shortcomings is exactly another feature of Song Ge. So while resigning to fate, Song Ge said such tough words.

Ni Lin, who was covered with tight words on his neck, also heard Song Ge's words, looked up at Song Ge deeply, then lay on the ground, and slowly fell asleep.

The elf queen looked at Song Ge with her deep eyes and turned her head, but her eyes were a little focused, and she was obviously thinking about something.

After listening to Song Ge's words, Lunuo said nothing on the surface, but his inner love for Song Ge has increased to a new level. No matter what, he dared to fight against a person of a powerful race for his granddaughter. This kind of heroic spirit, Rennuo, was inferior to that.

"Sir, Prophet, let's go back to my place to rest first." Song Ge was busy with the affairs of the Kelthas family, so Lunnuo naturally had to entertain him.

"Her Majesty the Queen! Our sentry station was attacked by poisonous fire! Heavy casualties!" Just as everyone said goodbye to the Queen and walked out, an elf archer hurriedly ran over and shouted.
Chapter completed!