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Chapter 37: The War God is a Woman?

Chapter 37: Chapter 37: The War God is a Woman?

Wu Xia was still in shock when the car door was already opened.

A middle-aged man in military attire stood at the doorway, his gaze revealing a powerful sense of malevolence.

"Please get out of the car!"

Wu Xia shivered all over.

That deep voice was like thunder, stimulating his nerves.

He had never seen such a spectacle on television.

With a heart full of doubt, Wu Xia stepped out of the car, and the middle-aged man waved at Zhang Lin, who immediately drove away.

"Hey, Zhang Lin..."

Wu Xia wanted to call out to Zhang Lin, but the middle-aged man’s hand had already stopped him, his towering stature a full head taller than Wu Xia’s.

He looked at Wu Xia with indifferent eyes, "Please follow me!"

It was still a brief sentence, with no explanation given, and after speaking, he turned and left.

The two squads of soldiers formed a protective stance as if to prevent Wu Xia from making any unexpected moves.

Wu Xia was certain that if he dared to make a wrong move now, he would definitely be shot dead.

With great effort, he suppressed the doubts in his heart and followed the middle-aged man.

The town’s hospital was not large, just a six-story building.

The middle-aged man led Wu Xia upwards, with soldiers standing guard at every staircase landing.

Moreover, they were all armed.

Seeing the middle-aged man ascend, they would salute respectfully, their eyes filled with awe when they looked at him.

The higher they went, the stronger the guards were, the more intense the malevolence they exuded.

If it weren’t for the Spiritual Power protecting his body, he might have been scared to the point of wetting himself.

Finally, upon reaching the fifth floor, the man didn’t go any higher but turned a corner and walked down the corridor.

Wu Xia could clearly sense that there were even stronger guards above, and moreover, the upper floors had been cleared out, with only one room in the middle housing a severely injured patient.

Outside the sickroom, two very powerful experts were on guard, and around them, an entire layer was so intensely secured, not even a mosquito dared to draw near.

Wu Xia looked puzzled. If the patient was above, why were they bringing him down here?

When the middle-aged man pushed open the door to a sickroom and entered, Wu Xia finally realized.

In the sickroom, there lay a critically injured man similar to the one above, his body connected to numerous devices.

Three gray-haired doctors stood by his side, monitoring the man’s condition.

Wu Xia frowned slightly.

The man’s body had over ten gunshot wounds, bullets had pierced his kidneys and liver, and there were also many shrapnel fragments remaining inside his body, all in lethal positions.

To remove them would mean death, and to leave them would also lead to death.

Yet these injuries seemed as if they could have been artificially inflicted, and the shrapnel fragments seemed to have been inserted after cutting open his body.

"Are you conducting human experiments?" Wu Xia asked in a deep voice, "Why deliberately inflict so many wounds on him?"

The middle-aged man was slightly startled, surprise showing on his resolute face, his tone turned less cold and even held a hint of excitement, "Indeed, we didn’t find the wrong person, you spotted the problem at a glance!"

Wu Xia’s frown deepened, even more puzzled.

"Mr. Wu, hello!"

The middle-aged man gave a standard military salute to Wu Xia and said in a serious tone, "I am Long Zhantian, a guard under the command of Xiao War God. Please help us treat this injured comrade!"

Boom!

Wu Xia’s head buzzed, his voice trembling, "Xiao War God?"

He knew that a high-ranking leader had come to town, but he hadn’t expected someone of such stature.

That was someone who held authority over thousands, second only to one.

Xiao War God had fought fiercely on all fronts, guarding the nation’s security, leading soldiers to repel foreign enemies, his military achievements were illustrious.

The world called him the Guardian God; without him, there would be no peace and prosperity today.

Wu Xia was incredibly excited, "Could the person above be Xiao War God? Is this just a test of my medical skills?"

He suddenly felt his blood surge.

Every man has a military dream in his heart, and although Wu Xia had never been a soldier, he held immense respect for the gods of the military!

Now that he had the chance to meet the god in his heart, Wu Xia held nothing back.

"Alright, I can treat this. Make way, please. Get me some silver needles, a scalpel, alcohol, and gauze!"

As Wu Xia spoke, he walked forward, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared for treatment.

The several doctors immediately assisted him, standing by and carefully watching Wu Xia.

Wu Xia wasn’t afraid of them stealing any techniques. Even though Yaoji had given him many ancient medical books, they were for treating Immortals.

For these mere mortals, a bit of Spiritual Power could solve all problems.

Wu Xia moved quickly, randomly inserting a few needles, then using Spiritual Power to push out the shrapnel from within the patient’s body before making an incision with the scalpel to remove it.

The doctors standing nearby were all well-known within the country, and they were utterly shocked by this scene.

Such a casual treatment method completely baffled them.

If it weren’t for the fear of startling them, Wu Xia might have directly used Spiritual Power to remove all the shrapnel.

About half an hour later, Wu Xia finally extracted the last piece of shrapnel and put down his tools.

"Gentlemen, that’s it. Could you please help suture the wound and perform a final check?"

Everyone’s eyes widened, unable to believe what they saw as they crowded around the patient for inspection.

"How is this possible?"

"How did he do that?"

"It’s miraculous, there’s no damage to the organs at all, and these organs are even healing by themselves!"

"This defies medical science, anatomy, biology, and even common scientific reasoning!"

The doctors were going crazy, shouting excitedly.

Long Zhantian’s eyes also shone with light, but as a soldier, he suppressed his excitement and waited for the doctors to finish their work before stepping forward.

"Doctor Liu, how is it?"

As soon as he asked, the patient on the bed had already opened his eyes.

Although still weak, his consciousness had been restored, "Long Shuai?"

"Qin, you’re alright, you’ve made it!" Long Zhantian said excitedly, his eyes brimming with tears.

He hurried over to Wu Xia and gave a deep bow, "Mr. Wu, you are truly a divine doctor. Please come with me; we have another patient with a similar condition, and we need your help!"

Wu Xia nodded, knowing that the other party was about to take him to meet the real master on the sixth floor.

On the sixth floor, the two guards at the door were unarmed but emitted a strong presence.

After Long Zhantian arrived, he took the initiative to salute them.

Their gazes swept over Wu Xia, and he felt a chilling sensation all over his body as if he had been seen through completely.

After ascertaining Wu Xia posed no problem, they opened the door.

Boom!

A bone-chilling, icy Evil Qi rushed out from the sickroom.

It felt as though the room was a purgatory that had seen countless deaths.

"Mr. Wu, it’s alright, just follow behind me!"

Long Zhantian quickly stepped in front of Wu Xia, shielding him from the malevolent Qi.

Wu Xia was stirred within: Was this the might of War God? It was indeed overwhelmingly strong!

But before Wu Xia could recover from his astonishment, he was dumbfounded once more, his eyes wide, looking incredulously at the figure upon the bed.

There, lying on the bed, was a woman with a stunningly beautiful face!

Boom!

"Xiao War God is a woman?"