Xiao Yun walked into the operating room with Huang Mao in his arms, all the equipment in it was in the setting of activation, and it seemed that he should be ready to receive various patients in real time.

Huang Mao's consciousness was a little sluggish, and he had lost too much blood before, and Xiao Yun had blocked his heart through acupuncture, so at this time he was not as good as a baby in swaddling clothes.

The operating room area of this clinic is not particularly large, and the furnishings only have an operating table and the most basic medical equipment, after all, it is just an ordinary clinic, and there is still a big gap compared with the hospital.

"The sterile environment here is just right, but the light of this shadowless lamp is not particularly accurate, but it is still good for seeing the bullet embedded in your body!"

Xiao Yun put Huang Mao on the operating table and helped him lie down as flat as possible, but when he looked up, he found that the number of lamp heads of the shadowless lamp was two less than that of a regular and rigorous hospital, and the color distortion may not be minimized, but this was not a big problem for Xiao Yun.

"Big brother, you must save me, I don't want to die!"

Lying on the operating table, Huang Mao, who was struggling to breathe, and his eyes were tattooed with deep black bags because of haggardness, he looked at Xiao Yun who was standing on the side, and said in a pleading tone.

Xiao Yun didn't pay attention to him, but turned around and put on a medical mask and gloves, and then he needed to take out the bullet in Huang Mao's body, if it was before, he might not need to do this, but now Huang Mao's wound has festered, and Xiao Yun's internal injuries are not yet complete, and this is also to avoid bacterial infection.

At this time, the indoor temperature belongs to a constant temperature stage, but as the breathing of the two of them will also affect the float of the ruler, Xiao Yun took a deep breath and let his body be in a state of yin and yang balance as much as possible, so as to meet the temperature of the habit here, so that it will not be easily disturbed by the outside world.

The so-called thing is not about oneself, it is not that a person must have a negative mentality, but that this sentence was originally used on ancient doctors, but all healers must be concerned about the common people and have no distractions, only in this way can they ensure that there will be no mistakes under their hands.

When he was in the hotel in Jinling City, this Huang Mao had also seen Xiao Yun's medical skills, and he had subdued several of them in an instant, and at the same time, he was able to invalidate the hearing and speaking ability of the thin and tall man in front of dozens of people.

When he felt that his brain had been emptied, and his hands were already moving completely by breath, Xiao Yun opened his eyes, and for a moment, a silver-white circle of light flashed around the black and white pupils of his eyes.

"In order to avoid making you paralyzed, I will use acupuncture instead of anesthetic, and the effect is only to reduce the pain, but it will not make you feel the pain, can you accept it?"

Xiao Yun squinted his eyes, stared at Huang Mao, who was looking like an idiot, and asked.

"Heh! they are all people who have experienced death once, what pain can be compared to this!"

Huang Mao smiled bitterly and expressed his determination.

Xiao Yun didn't say anything more, but first pulled out the silver needles that were pierced in the wound on Huang Mao's chest, the originally crystal bright silver needles were still pitch black under the shadowless light at the moment.

These silver needles were to suppress the bleeding of the wound, so the moment they were pulled out again, the wound on Huang Mao's chest suddenly flowed like blood, and Xiao Yun pulled out the overlapping silver needles at several joints on his body in the fastest time.

Its function is to prevent the recurrence of bone damage caused by his own turmoil, but after a long time, these silver needles gradually merge with the penetrated periosteum, so the moment it is withdrawn from the body, the indescribable pain is all written on Huang Mao's face.

Now that Huang Mao's body has returned to its original state, Xiao Yun threw the dozen silver needles pulled from him into the salt water, and the blood was as stained as ink, depicting mountains and rivers.

"The bullet is embedded in the right ventricle, there is a gap of a few millimeters between it and the bone, and if you take it out, it will hurt the whole heart, and the only way is to let the bone in your chest cavity contract on its own, widening the gap!"

Xiao Yun decided to infuse his palm with true qi, and then pierced the fifth rib on the left side of Huang Mao's body with a green and muddy blood needle to transport the true qi into it, and then used the rain filament to pull it to cause the ribs to shrink upward, and quickly took out the bullet with medical tweezers in that instant.

Xiao Yun sorted out his thoughts, and then took out a green and muddy blood needle from the cloth sac, found the position of which rib above the tip of Huang Mao's heart, pinched the needle between his fingers, and stabbed it straight down, instantly fitting with the bone.

"Ahh

Since ordinary people are unable to develop the dantian true qi on their own, so when receiving the true qi injected by outsiders, it is like being stripped of half of the blood in the body in an instant, Huang Mao has never experienced such pain, and he cried out in despair.

Xiao Yun didn't stop because of his cry of pain, and then after the green and muddy blood needles under his hand had a clear moving touch, Xiao Yun quickly wrapped the rain filament around the tweezers with one hand, and with the other hand used two cow hair needles to pick open the festering flesh.

The cow hair needle itself has the effect of anesthetizing the nerves, so in this way, Xiao Yun can also try not to tear the wound twice, and open it to the maximum, after finding the bullet, Xiao Yun's right hand galloped like a swift wind, and he pinched the red bullet with a pinch, which was only a few millimeters away from the heart at this time.

Huang Mao screamed again at this time, he wanted to hit the iron frame on the operating table with the back of his head, but in order to avoid affecting Xiao Yun, he had to grit his teeth and suffer.

Xiao Yun's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, and the rain filament melted when it met the blood, and when it was wrapped around the tweezers and touched the bullet covered in blood, it immediately contracted inward, firmly clamping the tweezers and the bullet together, and with Xiao Yun's elbow buckle, the bullet was pulled out of Huang Mao's body.

"The danger to your life has been lifted, and in the end, all that remains is to heal your festering wound!"

The bullet, along with the tweezers, was thrown into the basin of red salt water by Xiao Yun, and Xiao Yun raised his arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and spoke a little out of breath, as if he had just completed a marathon.

At the same time, outside the operating room, seven or eight heavily armed policemen, led by the nurse, had surrounded the corridor in front of the operating room.

"Is the suspect you're talking about?"

A policeman asked, holding a short gun.

"Yes, when he came, he still brought a person, covered in blood, as if he was dying, and their faces definitely don't look like ordinary people!"

The nurse said in shock.