"It's late, if I just got hurt, I might still be able to heal it, now..."

Although there are some regrets, in Gorrell's career, there will always be some helplessness:

"Well, there's nothing I can do about it. ”

Gorrell is one of the best doctors in the entire city of Arton, with excellent medical skills for many years, and countless excellent medical cases.

Now that even this one was powerless, despair poured over Philip from all directions like a tide, and he hurriedly pleaded:

"No, no, Lord Gorrell, please take a closer look, my brother is a general, his body is so strong, it is impossible to cure it!"

"If you can't cure it, you can't cure it, I'm never arrogant, but I won't be blind. Goriel shook his wide sleeves and turned away.

Looking at Goriel's ruthless back, Philip's gloomy face finally climbed into a hideous:

"Quacks, quacks, my brother is in such good health, how can he not be cured, what are the three famous doctors in Wangcheng, what is the Lion Gang, they are all lies-"

"Philip..."

Seeing that Philip was out of control, Charles was about to trigger the chains to restrain him, but he didn't want to, a low call from the bedside was like a fixation spell, which made Philip immediately quiet.

"Brother, you are awake, don't worry, I will definitely ask the best doctor to treat your injuries..."

Baker reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at his tearful brother: "Philip...... Mine, hurt, myself...... Know. ”

Suddenly, out of nowhere, Baker struggled to sit up, and the blood from Po Po instantly overflowed the wound.

"Brother, how are you... What are you doing here!" Seeing the light in Baker's eyes, Philip knew that he had actually used Zhan Gang.

But Baker just reached out and rubbed his head, then turned his head to look at Charles and the others, and his speech was no longer intermittent:

"Several young masters, I'm Baker, I've been a killer for three years, and I've refused more than half of the tasks, as long as I take the list, all of them are damned people who are traitors, my ignorant brother, although he is messing around, but he hasn't killed a good person. ”

Yilman, who had been leaning against the door and was silent, raised his head when he heard the words, and glanced at Baker with a complicated expression.

Baker paused, took another deep breath, and with a pained look on his face, then he clasped his hands into fists and said to Rod:

"Young Leo, although the teacher doesn't recognize me, but his teachings, I don't dare to forget, if one day, the teacher asks me, please convey it on my behalf, I'm Baker, I didn't lose his old man's face!"

Rhodes was in the city of King Alton, and he was used to seeing people coming and going, and he couldn't help but be moved by Baker's words. When he heard this, he said to Goriel with a bitter face:

"Uncle, just show him again, I'm afraid that our uncle and nephew won't be able to enter the old forest in the future. ”

He turned around, looked at Baker's injuries carefully, was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head and sighed softly:

"It's useless, this is a vein-intercepting sword, as long as people don't die for a day, they won't disperse for a day. ”

"Unless the skin on both sides of the wound is peeled off, under the potential wound of Jian Gang, he breathes and breathes, it is like being hit by a sword again, and the wound will never heal.

If he had just been injured, I could have forcibly taken him out, but if you look at his current appearance, let alone peeling the skin, he will die before I can use the knife. ”

Speaking of this, he untied a pot of wine from his waist, took a sip into his mouth, and laughed at himself:

"Hey, I can't imagine that I drank that cripple wine for twenty years, and I didn't pay a penny, and in the end I still have to make up for it with interest. ”

"Intercept the Pulse Sword Gang!"

Philip seemed to remember something, and his blood suddenly rushed to the top of his head, and his eyes were torn apart: "It's the people of the organization! Brother, why didn't you tell me!"

"Tell you, do you want to send you to death?"

A helpless smile appeared on Baker's thin face:

"Listen to me, after I die, you are not allowed to take revenge, if the Lion Gang is willing to accept you, you will find an opportunity to visit my teacher, don't, no more..."

With that, Baker jerked up his right hand and slapped it on his head.

"Big brother, don't!" Philip screamed and was about to pounce, but his hands and feet were tied, and he couldn't move for a while.

Baker's move was unexpected, and when he saw that his right hand with a condensed cyan streamer was about to slap his forehead, a big hand appeared out of nowhere and stopped him.

Looking at the owner of this big hand, the young face, Baker couldn't help but be stunned.

Although he is already at the end of the crossbow, this palm contains the power of Zhangang, which is by no means something that ordinary people can stop.

The black-haired young man was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was obviously a magician because he used steel magic to restrain Philip.

This palm of his own was actually stopped by a magician with brute force?

"Chains!" Before Charles could wrestle with a dying man, two chains flew out, cuffing Baker's hands and pinning him to the bed.

"You have also heard that I am only living to suffer, and it is better to die than to be happy. Baker's hands were tied, and there was a hint of bitterness on his face, he didn't expect that one day, he wouldn't even be able to seek death.

The end of the warrior was not a taste for everyone, and for a while, the room fell into a solemn atmosphere.

At this moment, Mebis's voice sounded in Charles's ears: "I'm a little interested in that vein-intercepting sword, you can find a way to get it out and study it." ”

"What are you making a fuss, Jian Gang is under the wound, didn't you hear what the doctor just said? The skin on both sides of the wound has to be peeled off before it can be taken out, you look at his half-dead appearance, is it strange to peel off the skin and not die?" Charles almost rolled his eyes and complained in his heart.

"Peeling is what he said, you have memories of the military doctor Kyle on the Aura, think about how to take it out yourself. Mebis said softly, flipping through the memories of the military doctor, Kyle, and picking up useful surgical knowledge, and pouring it into Charles's head.

Gradually getting used to this "brain heat", Charles easily closed his eyes and browsed through the information.

Surgical techniques have evolved over the centuries and have long since moved away from what Charles Lee remembered as the twentieth century.

However, the military doctor Kyle has a special background, his surgical technician inherited a famous family, he started at the age of ten, learned all the techniques of a scalpel, and did not set foot on the starship until he was thirty years old and became a military doctor.

Today, the environment in this cottage is not as basic as the most basic medical wards of the twentieth century, and even with these medical technologies, Charles is at a loss.

Wait, it seems that there is a way.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind, Charles slowly opened his eyes, looked at Goriel and said:

"As long as you take out that sword gang, you can cure him, right?"

Goriel glanced at the young man with a remarkable hand, blew his beard and said:

"Of course, without the Pulse Interception Sword Gang, even if he dies immediately, I can save him back!"

Getting Goriel's affirmation, Charles handed the chain to Rod on the side, and began to roll up his sleeves:

"Okay, I'll take it out for you. ”