Chapter 309 Uncle Maori is injured
Isn’t this guy too arrogant?
He was clearly a robber who was in the wrong, but after being punched, he was so angry, as if he was very aggrieved.
But you are a robber, what qualifications do you have to feel wronged here?
Uncle Maori looked at him in confusion.
"Look again, bastard!"
The robber was very angry. He changed one word in what Uncle Maori had just yelled at him and yelled back at him.
"...see what's wrong with you?"
I don’t know why, but Uncle Maori said this subconsciously.
"Try looking at another one!"
The gangster was furious and kicked Uncle Maori on the leg, knocking him to the ground.
"Ouch!"
Uncle Maori screamed and fell to the ground.
His foot was kicked and he turned pale in pain. He covered his injured leg and rolled on the ground.
It seems that Uncle Maori's calf bone has at least been fractured, otherwise he wouldn't be in such pain now.
"Idiot, I don't think you dare to stop me!"
The gangster cursed and glared at Uncle Maori, then picked up the wallet on the ground, took a step forward, and wanted to leave.
However, an accident happened.
"Where do you want to go?"
A voice suddenly rang out, and the gangster looked back in surprise.
I saw two petite figures standing at the corner of the street, one wearing glasses and the other with shiny blonde hair.
It was Conan and Sawaha.
"Two elementary school students? You think you can fight me?" The gangster snorted disdainfully.
"Conan, he seems to look down on us?" Ze Yu tilted his head and said softly.
"Then take care of him." Conan grinned.
"You guys..." The person who spoke was Uncle Maori. He covered his sore foot and gritted his teeth and said, "Hurry up and get rid of this guy, and then send me to the hospital!"
Uncle Maori naturally doesn't believe in Conan's ability, because in his eyes, Conan is just a naughty kid who is more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything.
But he believed in Ze Yu's ability because he had seen Ze Yu in action before.
That kind of terrifying power may be even stronger than Xiaolan. It is easy for it to deal with a robber.
Thinking of this, Uncle Maori felt relieved, and then continued to wail: "Ouch, it hurts so much, my leg is broken!"
"It seems that Uncle Maori is seriously injured." Conan's face became serious. He picked up the phone and called Officer Megure.
The criminal glanced at them and prepared to turn around and leave completely.
But how could Ze Yu let him go?
"Want to leave? Just stay with me!"
Ze Yu said something, his eyes focused, and his body chased after him like interweaving electric currents.
The gangster just turned his head and exposed the back of his head to Ze Yu. Although Ze Yu didn't want to take advantage of him, he was too lazy to do anything else and just kicked the gangster on the back of the head.
boom!
After being hit hard, the gangster's whole body stiffened, his eyes were full of disbelief, and then he fell straight down and fell into a coma.
After dealing with this guy, Ze Yu turned and walked towards Uncle Maori, squatted down, and quietly looked at the guy rolling on the ground. After Conan called the police, he hung up the phone and called the hospital to call an ambulance.
Because Uncle Maori looked seriously injured, a regular clinic might not be able to treat him, so we needed to call an ambulance.
“It hurts! Ouch…”
Seeing Uncle Maori in so much pain, although Ze Yu thought he was pretending to be funny, the injuries on his body were real.
Ze Yu's gaze was penetrating. Through Uncle Maori's trouser legs, he could clearly see that Uncle Maori's bones were broken.
Although it was just a small crack, the injury was definitely not light.
Ze Yu remembered.
It seems that in the original book, Uncle Maori had been injured once.
While chasing the robbers, he accidentally broke his leg.
But here, he only had a fractured bone, not a broken bone, and his condition has improved a lot.
Of course, even if it is a broken bone, it will be very uncomfortable. For Uncle Maori, this is an unbearable pain.
"It's okay, it's just a minor injury, it won't hurt." Ze Yu comforted softly.
"You call this a minor injury? I feel like all my bones are broken!" Uncle Maori grinned.
"It's okay, no problem." Ze Yu stretched out his hand and placed it on his broken leg.
Although Zeyu is extremely powerful, even in the world of Pokémon, he is undoubtedly the strongest Pokémon.
But he is seriously biased in his studies. His strongest point is combat ability. As for other aspects...
For example, healing, this kind of auxiliary ability, Ze Yu is not very good at.
It can even be said that in this regard, Zeyu's role is not as good as that of an ordinary auxiliary elf.
Uncle Maori's bones were broken. There are many elves who can treat injuries like this, and can even completely heal them.
But Ze Yu couldn't do that. The most he could do was to help Uncle Maori treat his sore leg and save him some time to recover, but it was impossible for him to completely heal him.
This is also Ze Yu's limitation.
His abilities are not comprehensive enough and he is particularly unbalanced in his studies, which makes him feel helpless.
There's no way. Pikachu is a fighting type Pokémon. Do you expect a Pikachu to be good at healing?
Do not make jokes.
Even the strongest Pikachu like Ze Yu can only learn by analogy and understand the basics of treatment, but it is impossible for him to master it.
Ze Yu placed his palm on Uncle Maori's broken leg, and a slight electric current passed through his arm and penetrated into Uncle Maori's leg.
This is not destructive lightning, but pure electrical energy, the cleanest energy. It is not destructive at all and cannot harm cells. Instead, it will energize cells and make them more energetic.
Last time, when Ze Yu helped Conan grow bigger, he used this energy to transmit pure electrical energy into Conan's body, turning him into a large power bank.
The situation this time is similar to that time, but there are some subtle differences.
Ze Yu transmits pure electrical energy to Conan in order to stimulate his cells and make Conan bigger.
And now, Sawaha's electrical energy is transmitted to Uncle Maori's legs, charging his cells, enhancing his vitality, and thus quickly recovering from his injuries.
Of course, Ze Yu is not good at treatment after all. Even if Uncle Maori's injuries recover quickly, it will take at least a week.
But it was already short.
You should know that in cases like bone fractures, it often takes several weeks or even months to recover, and the hardness of the bones is difficult to return to its pre-injury state.
(End of this chapter)