The Bone Shrinking Skill, like many other martial arts, was actually learned from animals by martial arts masters. Many animals, such as snakes, mice, cats, apes, and so on, could curl up and shrink their bodies when hunting or escaping. For example, mice could easily drill through places that were about the size of their heads.
The Bone Shrinking Skill was not to reduce the length of the bones, but to reduce the gap between the bones, or to change the structure of the bone joints, so as to achieve the purpose of shrinking the body.
The most common Bone Shrinking Skills were yoga and jujitsu. People who were proficient in jujitsu or yoga would find that their bodies were very soft, and even their bones seemed to be soft. Their bodies could be "transformed" at will and make many incredible movements. They could even stuff an adult into a pickle jar. This was because their muscles, bones, and ligaments were abnormally flexible. Even some masters who were proficient in the Bone Shrinking Skill could easily dislocate the joints, so that the body could shrink even more. For example, a master of the Bone Shrinking Skill like Liu Zhaixing could do it like a mouse or a snake. As long as the head could drill through, the body could basically drill through.
Qin Lang had not systematically practiced the Bone Shrinking Skill, but there were many martial arts in the world that had the same goal by different means. For example, yoga and jujitsu had many similarities. Qin Lang had not practiced the Bone Shrinking Skill, but his muscles and bones were very solid. Especially after learning the Devil's Doctrine's Body Forging Skill, his body's muscles and bones could be said to have reached a perfect state. This kind of perfection could not only burst out a powerful force, but also had a strong tenacity. This made Qin Lang shrink his body as much as possible at the moment of life and death, to win himself a living space.
However, even so, Qin Lang was not unscathed. Not to mention the skin wounds all over his body, the key was that an iron pipe had directly penetrated his left shoulder. If it had been a few inches to the side, it would have almost taken Qin Lang's life.
When the iron pipe was removed, Qin Lang's wound kept bleeding, but soon the elephant monk used his Genuine Qi to seal several acupoints around his wound. The blood flow suddenly weakened, and Qin Lang applied the healing medicine to the wound.
When the onlookers saw that Qin Lang had miraculously emerged from a pile of scrap metal, many people began to discuss it.
Needless to say, those who wanted to kill him would soon find out that Qin Lang was not dead.
"Let's get out of here," Qin Lang said to Tao Ruoxiang and Han Xuan.
The four of them stopped a taxi and said to the taxi driver, "To the City People's Hospital."
"Yo, did you guys have a car crash?" The driver glanced at Qin Lang and the others. "How fast were you driving when you could crash into the city like this? By the way, this is a new seat cover. The blood on your bodies has dirtied the car, so I'll add another 100 yuan to the car wash fee later. "
"Hey … You're blackmailing me!" Han Xuan was ready to scold him.
"What? If you can't handle it, don't take my car. Just wait here for the ambulance. Besides, you have to pay for the ambulance, "the taxi driver said." Anyway, you've already dirtied my car — "
"Okay, don't talk nonsense. Drive, 100 yuan it is." Qin Lang was really not in the mood to argue about these things at this time. In fact, he knew his own injury, but he was still a little worried about Tao Ruoxiang and Han Xuan. So, to be safe, he decided to take them to the hospital for a comprehensive examination.
As for why they didn't wait for the ambulance, it was because Qin Lang felt that today's car crash was clearly planned for a long time, and it was a targeted attack.
The other party had obviously studied Qin Lang's information and knew that assassination and shooting were useless against Qin Lang. They also knew that Qin Lang's Kung Fu was excellent, so they designed this "traffic accident" type of killing. This method seemed stupid, but in fact, it was very targeted. Because when Qin Lang was in the car, his "bodyguard" Jian Xiang Monk must be some distance away from him, and the space in the car was limited. No matter how strong Qin Lang's Kung Fu was, he wouldn't be able to use it.
The most important thing was that there were two women in the car, and one of them was the person Qin Lang liked. So, the other party predicted that even if Qin Lang reacted at the moment of the crash, he would never escape alone. He would definitely find a way to save the person he liked, so there was still a high chance that Qin Lang would die in the car.
According to the other party's calculation, Qin Lang was indeed in danger.
In fact, if it weren't for his luck, Qin Lang might really die here today.
Since the other party's calculation was so subtle, Qin Lang naturally didn't dare to wait for the ambulance. What if the ambulance was also prepared for them, and the destination was not the hospital, but the crematorium? So, Qin Lang would rather take a taxi by himself, even if he was cheated of a little money.
After arriving at the hospital, Qin Lang could only be dumbfounded. The surgical ward was already overcrowded!
Han Xuan even asked her acquaintances to get three temporary beds in the corridor.
Originally, Qin Lang didn't want to be hospitalized, but he couldn't dissuade Tao Ruoxiang and Han Xuan.
However, on second thought, Qin Lang felt that it was reasonable. He was worried about Tao Ruoxiang and Han Xuan, so he wanted them to do a comprehensive examination. Tao Ruoxiang and Han Xuan were naturally worried about him, too. Moreover, it seemed that Qin Lang was indeed the most seriously injured.
So, Qin Lang could only stay on the temporary bed for the time being, waiting for the various examinations. It couldn't be helped. These days, the hospital business was good, and there weren't many machines. It wasn't the machines waiting for people, but the people waiting for the machines. If anyone couldn't wait, they could only report to the King of Hell first.
Jian Xiang Monk was still hiding somewhere, paying attention to the movements around, just in case.
The three of them waited on the hospital bed for a while. Only a nurse came to register their personal information and injury records, and then told them to wait for the doctor to come and examine them.
Who knew that instead of waiting for the doctor, the hospital's leaders came. Moreover, a group of leaders came.
This situation not only scared the nurses at the nurses' station, but also the attending doctors immediately showed up. One of the young nurses was even more frightened, because she had a bad attitude when she went to take the blood pressure of the three of them.
The leader was the hospital director. He first greeted Qin Lang and the other two kindly, then turned to the chief of surgery behind him and questioned, "What's wrong with you? The patients are so seriously injured, how can you arrange for them to be on the temporary beds in the corridor? How can they be treated and recovered in such conditions? "
Seeing that the director had come, the chief physician and attending doctors had already guessed that there might be some "officials' children" among the three, but they were a little resentful. Since the three of them had such a background, couldn't they have said it earlier and used their connections? Why did they have to do this? However, although they were resentful in their hearts, their faces were full of warm spring breeze-like smiles. The chief of surgery quickly said, "Director, as you can see, our wards are indeed overcrowded."
"Well, let's transfer them to the VIP ward area," the director said. "Aren't there still empty wards in the VIP ward area? Since they are empty, we can't waste resources. The health of the patients is the most important, so let's transfer the three of them to the VIP ward area first. Remember, the patients are God, so we must create the best medical conditions for the patients. "
Then, the rest of the people hurriedly carried out the instructions of the leaders and quickly transferred Qin Lang and the other two.
On the temporary bed in the corridor, an old man who had figured out the situation shouted to the nurse, "Nurse! Look at my leg, it's like this. Move me to the VIP ward. This temporary bed is so hot, and there's no air conditioning … Didn't your leader say that the patients are God? "
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