Mobile reading

If Rotten Rain had any three longs and two shorts, he wouldn't let go of that group of people!

Jiang Liyan's eyes were red, and he was about to cry.

Maybe it's friendship, right? When someone dies, the rest will be sad.

Gu Zhu was silent for a moment, then stepped forward and said, "It's useless for you to do this, he will bleed to death." ”

It can be seen that this sick little boy must have a blood clotting disorder, once he suffers a small injury, he will bleed nonstop, and he can't be cured, if the wound is a little bigger, it is very likely that the blood will continue to flow, and eventually he will die of excessive blood loss.

Hearing Gu Zhu's words, Xi Muguang raised his eyes.

A flash of hope flashed in her eyes: "Miss Mu, do you have a way?" ”

As he spoke, he looked at Guzhu cautiously, as if he was afraid of hearing a negative answer from her mouth.

The other two people were the same, looking at Gu Zhu cautiously, waiting for her answer.

In their eyes, it is as if there are thousands of stars, shining brightly.

Maybe that's the charm of friendship, right? Lone Bamboo didn't have any friends in her last life, and the only one she had was the one who killed her in the end.

In this life, I have met one or two true friends, that is, Long Anhan and them, but they are not on this continent.

Now that she suddenly saw a few of them and witnessed the friendship between them, it was inevitable that she would feel compassion.

After a moment of silence, he still sealed his hands and sealed the acupuncture points of the sick little boy.

Then she cast a spell on the perverted little boy, and the other three didn't know what she did, and they couldn't see it, but they only knew that after Guzhu did it, the little boy's bleeding was obviously not so fierce.

The three of them were overjoyed and hurriedly thanked him, but Gu Zhu waved his hand and said, "You don't have to thank me, I didn't do anything, I didn't save him, I'm not a pharmacist, I can't save him at all, I just sealed his acupoints and meridians, so that he wouldn't bleed to death so quickly, you should hurry up and find him a pharmacist now, otherwise he will really die." ”

The wound on the forehead, of course, was very serious.

And he has a blood clotting disorder, if he doesn't get diagnosed and treated quickly, he really won't die.

When the three of them heard this, their eyes that had just lit up instantly dimmed again.

Pharmacist...... Where do they go to find a pharmacist?

You must know that the status of pharmacists on this continent is very high, and they have not been mixed in any position in the Shengde Academy for so many years, and they are not even a formal disciple.

There are no people they have befriended, and there are no pharmacists they know, everyone looks down on them, how can they save the Dead Rain......

"What's wrong?" Noticing the change in their mood, Guzhu asked.

"We didn't know a pharmacist, and we couldn't find a pharmacist to help us." Xi Muguang raised his head and said.

Guzhu was silent for a moment, and then said, "Come with me." ”

Hearing his words, the three of them knew that she might be trying to help them, so they were overjoyed, and hurriedly picked up the rotten rain on the ground and followed Guzhu together.

Gu Zhu came to the banquet again, glanced at the string, and found that he was sitting there listening attentively, and did not disturb him, but just walked to the Underworld.

When the Stygian saw Guzhu, he hurriedly threw down a group of people who were talking to him, leaned up, rubbed his hands and smiled, "Little Guzhu, what's wrong with you?" Is being bored alone? ”

This book is from: