At the same time, Feng Jiu silently looked away, thinking in his mind: don't look at evil.
She was not interested in seeing the body of a strange man Chiguo, because in her opinion, no one could compare to Xuanyuan Moze's sexy and strong figure.
Thinking of someone, I couldn't help but think of some crooked pictures in my mind, so that she was stunned for a moment, until the old man's voice came.
"Little brother? Come here, what are you doing there?"
"Oh, here it is." Feng Jiu recovered, and hurriedly walked towards the outside.
Seeing that the masked man had re-covered the piece of cloth and was lying there, she stepped forward and came to the old man's side: "Are you going to start?"
"Well, I can't wait any longer, come, let me tell you." The old man said, when he would have the needle, how to do it, and what to do in case of an accident.
In the end, the old man said again: "There can be no mistake in the needle. If he missed his life because of a mistake in the needle, it is me and I can't save you."
"Well, I know, I'll be careful." She nodded in response. Seeing that the old man had cold sweat on her forehead before she started, she seemed a little nervous, and even her hands were trembling imperceptibly. She couldn't help but startled and asked: "Senior, are you okay?"
Can this be done like this?This is a surgical operation close to the heart, and a little carelessness can ruin his life. Can he be cut with such a trembling appearance?
"Just, just a little nervous." The old man said truthfully, wiped his sweat, and said to the person on the side: "Go and pour me a cup of hot tea, I'll drink a cup of hot tea slowly."
A person next to him left, and the old man also sat down beside him, looking at the person lying in front of him, his eyes were a little worried.
At this moment, an old man walked out of the dark, staring at the old man whose forehead was soaking with sweat with a slightly twisted eyebrow, and asked solemnly, "Aren't you sure? If you use the knife like this, the young master can wake up?"
"I can't guarantee that I can save him with the knife, but he will not survive today without the knife." The old man sighed and said, "The heat is already attacking, and if you don't understand it, you will definitely die. "
Hearing this, the old man who walked out looked solemn, but didn't speak any more, but stared at Feng Jiu who was aside: "Let this kid come and give Shao active acupuncture, if something happens..."
"I have already told him that there should be no problems with his stitches."
After taking a sip of the hot tea brought by the guard, the old man took a look at Feng Jiu, and then said to the man, "And there is no better way right now, right?"
The old man pursed his lips and said nothing.Yes, there is really no way right now, even if the young master is like this, it is too late to go back, and the wound...
He glanced at the wound and frowned: "You must save the young master!"
After drinking the tea, the old man slowly came to the front and cleaned his hands again. Looking at the various sharp knives he was going to use, he couldn't help feeling nervous again, hesitating which one would be better?
Feng Jiu on the side looked at him, and couldn't help but lowered his eyebrows. Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, he tried to suggest: "Senior, if you can't get the knife, then change me!"
At least she thinks she might not hesitate like this if she is replaced by the knife?