Shi Xin, who has always been able to speak well, was incoherent at this time. In addition www.biquge.info he just had a big battle with Fujita East Lake, although he successfully defeated the enemy, but the internal force that had just gathered up also cost a lot, how could he say such a large paragraph? As he spoke, he began to cough incessantly, and finally a large mouthful of blood spurted out - this mouthful of blood sprayed on Mu Yulu's face again!

Looking at Shi Xin's weak appearance, Mu Yulu could no longer hold back the grief in her heart and cried out with a "wow".

Although Zhong Xintong on the side is also her rival in love, Mu Yulu's sadness is actually painful in her heart, she reached out and grabbed Mu Yulu's shoulder, took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood on her face.

Here, Mr. Wang was cleaning Shi Xin's wound with hydrogen peroxide, and the hydrogen peroxide was bubbling, which violently stimulated Shi Xin's nerves and hurt him to bare his teeth. And Mr. Wang couldn't help but gasp after seeing Shi Xin's injury clearly - the wound on Shi Xin's left eye and cheek was 15 centimeters long, and the sharp stone chip that was "caused the accident" and collapsed by the explosion was still embedded in Shi Xin's wound, and the skin and flesh of the wound turned out, which was extremely terrifying.

"Come, little Mu, tweezers." Just like doing surgery in the operating room of a hospital, Mr. Wang stretched out his hand to Mu Yulu and asked Shi Xin: "The wound will be very painful during debridement, do you want some local anesthesia?" ”

Shi Xin smiled miserably: "No, the anesthetic is more precious, so let's take it to the base area and leave it for the patients who need it more." It's a little injury, and I can handle it! ”

Zhong Xintong knelt beside him on one leg, seeing that the corners of his bloody mouth were still proudly curled, still with that indifferent look, her heart was about to break, and tears couldn't stop flowing. And Qi Bing, who was beside her, sat there stupidly without saying a word, just looking at Shi Xin in a daze.

Mr. Wang is a veteran doctor, and Shi Xin's medical skills are even more superb. So he kept reminding Mr. Wang: "Brother Wang, the debridement is small cardiovascular and neurological. There are a lot of nerves in this area, and you can still connect the nerves when the nerves have not yet contracted. If I don't get it well, I'm going to have facial paralysis too. ”

Mr. Wang was busy with his hands, and his mouth was not idle: "You were blown up, right?" Nerve connection? You've got it! Nerve connection is a matter of microsurgery, how can we have this condition here? I've seen it, you're lucky that you didn't hurt the nerve, you didn't hurt the vein, and if you do, you'll be in big trouble...... Xiao Mu, scissors...... You see, this rotten meat can only be cut...... Xiaoshi, you bear with it, it may be a little painful...... Relax, don't grit your teeth, the muscles on your face are tense so how can I debride you...... Hey, don't speak, your muscles move as soon as you speak, aren't you trying to make trouble for me? ”

Shi Xin shook his head at what he said: "I know that I will be in pain, but you still want me to relax-can I relax?" You're cutting meat from my face! And Mr. Wang didn't let him speak, for the first time in his life, he realized what it means to be suffering and can't say it.

Just when the pain on Shi Xin's face was extremely unbearable, and he couldn't bear it anymore, two soft little hands, one on the left and one on the right, reached over and pinched his left and right hands respectively. Shi Xin didn't even need to look at it to know that the little hand on the left was Zhong Xintong's, and the little hand on the right was Qi Bing's - Mu Yulu was busy giving Mr. Wang a hand, where could he free his hand?

Zhong Xintong and Qi Bing were all distressed when they saw Shi Xin's tormented appearance, and they couldn't help with tears in their eyes, so they could only stretch out their hands to comfort their sweethearts. How did they pinch Shi Xin's hand, but Shi Xin had already flipped his wrist and clasped a pair of their soft wattles.

When ordinary people endure pain, they will also press hard if there is something in their hands, as if the harder they pinch, the lighter the pain will be, not to mention the pain of the skin that Shixin is facing? As soon as he clasped the second daughter's little hand, he couldn't help but squeeze it hard.

How strong is the heart of stone? Even if he is now suffering from internal injuries and his strength is less than one-tenth of what he used to be, his hand strength is extremely terrifying, enough to pinch the second daughter's little hand into powder!

Fortunately, although Shi Xin was injured, his restraint was still outstanding, and he couldn't hold back his strength. Then he realized the difference between the two soft and boneless little hands: don't look at Qi Bing's tall and plump body, but his hands are not as big as Zhong Xintong. Generally speaking, the size of the palm represents the size of the heart, Zhong Xintong is small and her hands are big, indicating that her physical strength must be better than Qi Bing, who is big and small. In addition, the palms of the two of them were smooth and delicate, and Shi couldn't help but recall their **** carcasses in the Zaowang Temple in northern Jiangsu that day, and couldn't help but feel in a mood for a long time.

In this way, with the shift of attention, Shi Xin actually forgot the pain for a while, and when he remembered that he was still undergoing surgery, Mr. Wang had already finished debridement and began to stitch up the wound: "Don't move, I'm going to stitch up the wound for you." ”

"Wait!" Shi Xin said, "Bingbing, bring a small mirror." ”

"Little mirror?" Qi Bing was a little strange, but he also handed his small mirror to Shi Xin.

I saw Shi Xin using a small mirror to face his wound after debridement, and then squinted at the small mirror to observe the condition of the wound.

"Brother Wang, how many threads do you plan to use to suture the wound?" He asked.

"What line?" Mr. Wang, as a veteran surgeon, was a little puzzled by his question, "Of course, our surgeons use ten-gauge wires." ”

Shi Xin shook his head and sighed: "Such a long and large wound would have left a big scar, and if you use ten threads to suture it according to the usual practice of surgery, wouldn't the scars and stitches be even bigger?" I think it's better to use the thinnest zero wire, and the stitches are tighter. After speaking, he sighed and said: "Hey, this hateful little devil, I didn't want to take his life, but he shouldn't have buried a fire to blow us up, causing me to be disfigured, how can I be worthy of the revolutionary masses if I don't kill him?!" ”

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Shanghai.

The small building "Plum Blossom Hall", where the Mei Office is located on North Sichuan Road, has also become covered in silver in the heavy snow.

General Qingqi sat in his office, looking out the window at the snowflakes flying and worried.

He had just gotten the news that the nine ninjas he had sent to clean up the Underground Party's No. 5 spy had already lost eight!

"What a terrible killer!" He thought, "Fortunately, the remaining ninja is Fujita Higashiko, and no matter how powerful the enemy is, he will become vulnerable in front of Fujita Higashiko!" ”

In front of his eyes, the image of Fujita Higashihu who was always silent and bowed his head in thought. Yes, he and Fujita have known each other for a long time, as early as 1938, when he was still the dean of the Nakano Secret Service School in Japan. At that time, it was he who proposed to invite Fujita Toko, known as the "No. 1 Ninja of Toei" and a disciple of Koga Ryuko, to teach ninjutsu to the students of the secret service school, and then became friends with Fujita. (To be continued.) )