Mo Jiu frowned slightly. There are too many problems in this Langzhong.

Mo Jiu called him in because he wanted him to help, after all, it was a major operation, and it would be time-consuming and laborious for her to deal with it by herself, if she could have one more person to help, the operation time could also be shortened.

But now it seems that if she doesn't think of a way to shut up this Langzhong, it will delay her time.

Mo Jiu glanced at Lao Langzhong coldly and said, "That's right, the young master is a member of the Xuanyi Sect." Whatever you see, don't tell it, or I won't save your life. ”

As soon as Lao Langzhong heard that Mo Jiu was a member of the Xuanyi Sect, he nodded like garlic, and sure enough, he didn't ask any more questions.

Mo Jiu was more satisfied with this performance in the old man. Sure enough, the name of the Xuanyi Gate is easy to use.

After a while, the guard door brought over what Mo Jiu wanted. A large jar of spirits, a clean white cloth, and mirrors of various sizes borrowed from nearby merchants.

This world is not like ancient times in history, there has long been glass, so there is no difference between the brightness of the mirror and the modern mirror. It's just that because it was found temporarily, it varies in size.

Mo Jiu asked Lao Langzhong to adjust the angle of the mirror, so that the sunlight refracted by the mirror was aimed at the injured. In the absence of an operating room spotlight, that's all it can be.

Lao Langzhong didn't know Mo Jiu's intention to ask him to adjust the mirror, but he was a member of the Xuanyi Sect, and he didn't dare to ask, so he could only look at Mo Jiu's next operation with curiosity.

Mo Jiu took out the surgical tools from his rucksack and arranged them in a row. Of course, those tools are taken out of the carry-on space.

Lao Langzhong stared at these large and small, silver glittering tools with wide eyes, and was so curious that he couldn't do it, but he also knew that it was not suitable to ask Mo Jiu questions at this time, so he just looked at it curiously, and didn't dare to reach out and touch it.

Mo Jiu lowered his eyes and continued to prepare, and asked Lao Langzhong to put these tools into the spirits.

But she pried open the wounded's mouth and poured a bowl of spirits down. The man coughed up a lot of wine, but he drank at least half a jar of wine. Not only that, but the man was stimulated by the sudden coldness and opened his eyes.

But within seconds, he closed his eyes again.

Maybe it was the alcohol that did its job, and the man's eyebrows were furrowed, and he didn't look as painful as he had just been.

The anesthetic drugs in Mojiu's space were limited, and the amount of anesthetic needed for a wounded person like this who needed general anesthesia was a bit large, so she replaced some of the anesthetic with spirits.

She took out a white cloth instead of a mask and covered her face, and tied her hair up.

Mo Jiu turned his head to the curious old man and said, "Wait a minute, I need to disembowel him and cast a spell to deal with the disease." You hand me the tools. This spell is the unique method of our Xuanyi Sect, remember not to publicize the scene you see today. ”

As soon as Lao Langzhong heard Mo Jiu mention the Xuanyi Gate, he also nodded solemnly, and swore that he would not say it.

After Mo Jiu briefly introduced the various tools to Lao Langzhong, he disinfected his hands, put on gloves, and began to pick up the scalpel to operate on the injured.

Seeing Mo Jiu pick up the props to disembowel the wounded, Lao Langzhong was shocked again, he had lived for so long, and he had never heard of being able to disembowel the living.

But Mo Jiu said that this was the unique method of the Xuanyi Sect, and he didn't show too much surprise.

Mo Jiu disemboweled the man, and he couldn't help frowning......