Your skills are excellent, and now I have them too.

Chapter 45 Hospital Complaints?

Lu Zhao did not leave the consultation room immediately after leaving.

As it turned out, the hospital was a good place to source supplies. It was the only place where he, a common soldier without any military merit, could freely come and go and see many veterans.

He ignored some low-quality offensive skills, which would not help in the martial arts test three days later, and focused only on finding medical personnel with special skills. However, a problem arose.

In a hospital, the people you'll easily see are either patients or frontline medical staff. Senior doctors, like the "Three Phantom Gods of the Workshop," don't usually sit outside seeing patients all the time.

Encountering a doctor on duty with a special skill right from the start is like getting a hidden item from a blind box.

Lu Zhaozhen walked around this place, but apart from the initial [Heart as Still as Water lv2], he couldn't find a single good special skill.

"Damn it, is this the wrong place? Should I tell my brother Wang and ask him to take me to the construction area?"

Just as he was about to leave, his gaze drifted out down the corridor and he suddenly noticed a muddy open space behind him, where a large group of people were running around, and it seemed that a few of them actually had special skills.

"What place is that?"

Lu Zhao stealthily circled around and came to a more open area. There he saw a group of young recruits, including Huang Chan, carrying cement and running around. The dirty environment had covered them in mud, and they all looked disheveled.

He understood; this was the training Huang Chan had mentioned before.

The new recruits who were conscripted here were mainly trained to transport the wounded in a simulated battlefield environment. Carrying cement was to simulate the weight of a human body. In addition to carrying cement, there were also training exercises such as carrying stretchers and performing emergency bandaging in a dusty environment.

In short, it simulates the complex environment of the battlefield, allowing new recruits to adapt in advance.

The special skills that Lu Zhao saw did not come from the new recruits in training, but from the people around him who were instructing them, perhaps the instructors of the medical team.

"I see."

The medical team actually has two systems. One is the regular doctors on Zhu Xiaolin's side. They are the main force in treating patients and the wounded, and they are no different from regular military doctors.

The other group, where Huang Chan was, consisted more of general helpers than medical staff, handling all other tasks so that the doctors could focus on treatment.

Many of the instructors on this training field have special skills on their heads.

Eagle Eye Lv2

[Sprint Lv1]

Hand-eye coordination level 2

"So refreshing!"

"I will spend the next three days here."

Lu Zhao lay in ambush nearby and intercepted Huang Chan on her way back to the female soldiers' dormitory after training.

"When do you usually train? Where do you meet? What's the procedure?"

Huang Chan didn't know what he wanted to do, so she didn't think much of it and answered directly.

Lu Zhao's face lit up with joy after hearing this: "Okay, okay, thank you. I'll treat you to dinner later."

Then he ran off excitedly.

Huang Chan looked puzzled. She never figured out what these questions meant, but she was still very happy.

Despite having successfully escaped her status as a low-ranking soldier, she still doesn't intend to give up her strategy of currying favor with powerful figures, after all, that's just her personality.

Moreover, Zhu Xiaolin was unaware that Lu Zhao had already entered the elite class and was likely to become a military officer in the future. Making good use of this connection would definitely not be a mistake.

"No matter what he asks for, I will try my best to help him. It will be too late to do him a favor once he becomes successful."

That's what she was thinking.

But to her surprise, the next day she saw Lu Zhao at the medics' training ground.

"What are you doing here?!"

Huang Chan wasn't a very brave person; her heart was in her throat.

The training ground was an artificially created muddy environment, with blowers blowing up dust nearby.

Amidst the hazy smoke and dust, Lu Zhao successfully blended in.

Of course, this is closely related to the training intelligence we gathered yesterday.

"I'll train with you," Lu Zhao said nonchalantly.

"You... will be discovered."

"No, roll call has already been taken."

Lu Zhao raised his chin like a sly fellow, appearing confident and composed.

The management of the medics is much more relaxed than that of the regular training grounds. Moreover, there are many training programs and people are constantly running around. Once roll call is done, it's not easy to notice that there's an extra person.

Besides, normal people only slack off and skip training; who would think that someone would come specifically to freeload off training?

And so Lu Zhao's performance began.

During a weighted shuttle run training session, Lu Zhao tripped and fell on his way back while carrying cement.

The instructor in charge began to worry: "If it weren't for the fact that you're carrying a real injured person on your shoulder, those few falls might have killed them..."

[Sprint loading progress +10%]

In the training exercise where there was a time limit to find the wounded under dusty conditions, Lu Zhao simply ran around the mannequins representing the wounded, refusing to touch them.

The instructor in charge began to worry: "Dude, if you keep circling around like this, the bleeding wounded will be dried up like mummies..."

[Eagle Eye loading progress +10%]

During an emergency response training exercise under interference conditions, Lu Zhao blindfolded himself and performed a series of chaotic actions.

The instructor in charge couldn't hold back any longer.

"You were stitching up a wound, not your nostrils! I've seen battlefield surgeries fail with massive bleeding and internal organ damage, but I've never seen someone suffocate! How do you think you deserve to pass the trial?!"

"Because of my father, a chief physician."

"I'm sorry, I was speaking too loudly just now."

[Hand-eye coordination loading progress +30%]

........

Crash, bang, bang!

In the square in front of the pavilion, everyone in the elite class was training their martial arts skills with all their might, striving to secure a seventh or eighth place in tomorrow's assessment.

The group of people with the fastest training wanted to obtain the Refinement Pill to catch up with those scions of aristocratic families.

A group of people in the middle wanted to get the Cleansing Pill to catch up with the group in front.

The last one wanted to get the Cleansing Pill to avoid being killed and relegated to the lower ranks.

On the terrace of the high pavilion, only Ji Ye was there, holding a white jade tortoise shell in his hands, repeatedly roasting it with a bronze lamp.

Several times, the back of his hands were scorched by the lamplight, but the usually unserious old man did not react at all, as if those hands were not his own.

Snapped!

Finally, a thick crack appeared on the white jade tortoise shell.

clap clap.

Then, countless finer lines appeared.

It's like a single event that has become incredibly complex and difficult to understand.

Old Ji looked troubled, like a high school student stumped by the last big question.

"What are we going to do now...?"

He looked worried and rubbed his old face with his hands.

dong dong dong.

A heavy knocking sound came from the partition door behind the terrace; it was clearly not Bai Lu's.

"Come in."

Xin Li appeared at the door: "Mr. Ji, did you call me?"

Ji Ye: "Hmm, I have some ideas. Go and pass on a message over there, saying 'Keep it unchanged'."

Xin Li nodded: "Yes."

After answering, he didn't leave in a hurry.

"What's wrong?"

"Um, I just received a complaint from the hospital. I'm not sure if I should tell you, but..."

Ji Ye was skilled in divination using tortoise shells and grass divination, and also had some knowledge of astrology, dream interpretation, object divination, and divination by bamboo slips, but now he was puzzled.

"Hospital complaint?"

There are many questions.

Why would the hospital file a complaint here?

Even if something happened, why would you need to contact Xin Li?

Even if Xin Li really needed to step in, would he need to specifically ask me to come and tell me?

Xin Li also looked like she had eaten shit, and said helplessly, "They said that Lu Zhao went and impersonated a medic, carrying cement with them on the training ground every day."

"This is outrageous!"

Old Ji was furious.

Xinli thought to himself, "This kid is going to be in trouble."

Then the old man said angrily, "What's the use of carrying cement! At least use steel coils instead!"

The key point is what you're carrying...

Xin Li felt dizzy: "Mr. Ji, you said before that you were pinning your hopes on him, but it's been three days and he hasn't practiced any martial arts at all."

Ji Ye's anger turned to joy: "Oh? It took three days to be discovered? Then he might be a spy material."

Xin Liqian laughed and said, "Mr. Ji, the enemy is the one who calls us traitors; we should call them spy."

Old Ji was furious and embarrassed: "It's just a name, what's the big deal? Why can't you tell the point?"

How dare you say that to me!

Xin Li's forehead veins bulged, but he dared not speak out against his anger.