Wrong, my props refresh every day

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In the distance, the adventurers who had finally come to their senses looked at each other. Some wanted to move forward, but stopped inexplicably.

It was as if getting closer at this moment would disturb some unspeakable atmosphere between the two people.

On the battlefield, ashes are still falling.

And Xingjian finally let his consciousness sink into darkness.

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Consciousness slowly surfaced, and Xingjian's blurry vision gradually focused.

Familiar ceiling.

Pure white, smooth, with the unique smell of disinfectant that is typical of a medical room.

Here we go again...

Xingjian blinked, his throat was dry as if it had been burned by fire, his body was heavy as if filled with lead, and it was difficult for him to even lift a finger.

"woke up?"

A cold and helpless female voice came from the side.

Xingjian tilted his head slightly and saw a familiar strand of silver hair. Amid Teasanare, Orario's best healer, was standing by the bed, holding a thick medical record book in his hand, and glancing at him with lavender eyes.

"This time it's a mana overdraft and minor burns."

Miss Ahmed stated helplessly, her fingertips gently turning a page, and then said, "It's better than last time. At least no ribs were broken."

Xingjian pulled the corners of his mouth and wanted to laugh, but the scratches on his face were pulled, and he couldn't help but hiss.

"Don't move."

Miss Amid sighed helplessly, put down the record book, reached out and gently pressed her hand on his forehead. The warm light of healing magic lit up, and a soothing warmth slowly seeped into his body.

"I'm talking about you..."

Miss Amid's voice remained cold, but her fingertips moved incredibly gently. "You clearly know your limits, so why do you always mess around?"

For the sake of greatness...

To become stronger and start a harem...

Xingjian opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by her.

"Forget it, you won't listen anyway."

Miss Amid withdrew her hand, turned around, picked up a cup of warm water from the cabinet beside her, and handed it to Xingmian.

"Drink some water and don't rush to talk."

Xingjian obediently took the cup, and the warm water flowed across his throat, finally relieving some of the dryness.

"Thank you."

Xingjian's voice was still a little hoarse.

Ahmed hummed softly, picked up the notebook again and wrote something. The room fell silent for a moment, with only the faint sound of the quill pen scratching on the paper.

The sunlight from outside the window shone through the gaps in the curtains, falling on her silver hair, creating a soft halo.

What a... familiar scene.

Xingjian leaned lazily on the hospital bed, tapping the edge of the bed with his fingers, a sly smirk on his lips.

"Ms. Amid~" Xing Jian said with a long tone and a smile: "Look, I'm already a VIP customer here. Can I get a discount on the medical expenses?"

Ahmed didn't even raise his head as he continued writing something on the medical record. His long silver hair fell to his shoulders. His tone was calm as if he was stating a fact:

"No."

"Eh - so ruthless? I put my life in your hands every time!" Xingjian covered his chest in an exaggerated manner.

“That’s why we can’t lower the price.”

Miss Ahmid finally raised her head, her lavender eyes looking directly at Xingjian, her voice clear but with a hint of barely perceptible ridicule:

"Otherwise, you'll just get hurt more recklessly."

Xingjian blinked, then suddenly moved closer and smiled gently:

"Then...is there any other way to make it cheaper? For example...?"

“Be the person I like.”

Amid said lightly.

“Pfft! W-What?!”

Xingjian almost choked on his own saliva.

"I said... since you are the person I like, the medical expenses can certainly be reduced at our discretion." Miss Amid closed the medical record and smiled brightly.

Xingjian was stunned for two seconds, then smiled even more brightly.

"Oh, so Miss Amid can joke too?"

"No joke. But there are conditions."

Miss Ahmed's eyes became particularly serious.

"Oh? What are the conditions? Can you tell me?" Xingjian raised his eyebrows.

"The healing technique doesn't need to be better than mine, but at least... it needs to be the same as mine." Amid said softly.

"What? This is too difficult! Miss Amide is the most powerful healing wizard in all of Orario. Who can compare to her?"

Ahmid possesses the legendary healing magic [Dia Fratel], which is said to be a cheat-level ability. It has the properties of healing wounds, restoring physical strength, expelling toxins, and dispelling curses. It can also use the three effects of "recovery", "detoxification", and "curse removal" separately, and can also affect multiple people and have a lasting effect...

No one in the world has healing skills comparable to Amid.

Ahmid tilted his head slightly, his silver hair flowing like moonlight, then shook his head and smiled:

"Then there's nothing I can do. Unless you can get some groundbreaking medical technology that will shock me, maybe that can be used as a condition?"

Amid was silent for a moment, then spoke.

A medical tool that transcends time?

Yes brothers, yes!!

Does Miss Amid need common medical items, such as:

[Universal Doctor Bag: Contains various future medical devices, allowing ordinary people to perform professional surgeries.]

[Cold Infector: Transfers the cold virus to others (a self-serving tool that harms others...)]

Or a wonderful healing item:

[Substitute stickers: transfer injuries to the target on the sticker (for example, Nobita often uses it to trick Takeshi)].

[Human Body Repair Lamp: Repairs damaged body tissues after irradiation, and can even reattach severed limbs.]

Even psychological and spiritual healing props

[A hundred times courage pill: After taking it, you will become extremely brave (specially used to cure Nobita's cowardice).]

[Emotional Energy Gun: emits energy to make people full of motivation (a magical tool for curing procrastination).]

If I draw any of these items in the future, especially the mental healing item that even Miss Amid cannot touch, I will definitely shock Amid, and then...

Medical expenses at [Dean Kate Family] are waived!!

Xing Jian was immersed in the afterglow of her conversation with Amid, with a smug smile on her face, when suddenly...

"boom!"

The door of the ward was pushed open majestically, accompanied by a smell of metal and fire.

"Yo~ I heard that Orario's rising star landed herself in the hospital ward again?"

A tall figure strode in, with short, flaming red hair, golden eyes with a playful smile, and an eyepatch on his right eye.

It was none other than Hephaestus, the god of forging.

"H-Lord Hephaestus."

Xingjian had already expected the arrival of Hephaestus's followers, and seemed calmer this time.

"Lord Hephaestus, Mr. Hoshimi's condition has stabilized. I'll leave it to you now."

After saying that, Miss Amid gently closed the door and left. Before leaving, she glanced at Xingjian, and her eyes seemed to say, "Don't mess around."

Hephaestus sat down on the chair beside the bed and crossed his legs. "Boy, you've made quite a fuss this time."

"The Battle of the Young Dragons?"

"if not?"

Hephaestus grinned.

"Right now, the whole of Orario is saying that the Level 1 super rookie from the Hephaestus family killed the mutant dragon. Even the guild is asking about you."

"After all, we fought in front of many adventurers."

Unlike the Battle of Milotaur, the audience is only the Mihite Familia.

There were countless adventurers on the twelfth floor at that time!!

Hephaestus smiled slightly, then suddenly leaned closer, a sharp glint flashing in his single eye, and said, "And do you know what this means?"

Without waiting for Xingjian's answer, Hephaestus lowered his voice:

"Those rats in the dark faction love to target rising stars like you."

Xingjian was stunned for a moment.

"Nothing~"

Hephaestus suddenly relaxed again and leaned back in his chair.

"But they'll also want to find out whose family's rising star you are. The Hephaestus family is the fourth family in Orario. Plus, you're close friends with the girls from Loki's family, so I don't think they'll dare to act rashly."

That’s true.

This is also why Xingjian dared to challenge the young dragon in public.

Hephaestus's family.

These seven words.

It is the greatest confidence.

Besides, what if they stole the props...

Without Xingjian's permission, it's just an ordinary children's toy.

As he spoke, Hephaestus suddenly pulled out a familiar parchment scroll from his arms:

"Alright, enough of the nonsense. Let's renew our favors. Based on my experience, I'm sure we'll be able to reap some great achievements this time."

Xingjian's eyes lit up and he immediately turned around, revealing his back.

Hephaestus' fingers, stained with divine blood, gently brushed across his skin. Amidst the blue light, divine symbols began to flow and reorganize.

"Oh? As expected..."