Chapter 1367: Don't Look at Indecent Conduct
At the same time, Feng Jiu silently looked away, thinking in his mind: Don't look at indecent things.
She wasn't interested in looking at a strange man's naked body, because in her opinion, none of them could compare to Xuanyuan Moze's sexy and sturdy body.
Thinking of someone, I couldn't help but think of some crooked pictures in my mind, so that she was in a trance for a moment, until, the old man's voice came.
"Little brother? Come on, what are you doing there? β
"Oh, here we are." Feng Jiu came back to his senses and hurriedly walked outside.
Seeing that the masked man had re-covered the cloth and was lying there, she stepped forward and came to the old man's side: "Are you going to start?" β
"Well, I can't wait any longer, come, I'll tell you." The old man said, and told Feng Jiu when and how to get the needle, and what to do in case of an accident.
Before that, the old man said: "There can be no mistake in the needle, if he misses his life because of the mistake in the needle, even I can't save you." β
"Well, I know, I'll be careful." She nodded in response, seeing that the old man was already oozing cold sweat on his forehead before he could make a move, he seemed to be a little nervous, and even his hands trembled imperceptibly, she couldn't help but be stunned and asked, "Senior, are you okay?" β
Can this be done? This is a treatment operation close to the heart, and the slightest carelessness can ruin a life, can he go under the knife with this trembling appearance?
"It's justγIt's just a little nervous." The old man said truthfully, wiped his sweat, and said to a person on the side: "Go and pour me a cup of hot tea, I'll drink a cup of hot tea slowly." β
One of the people next to him left in response, and the old man also sat down next to him, looking at the person lying in front of him, his eyes had a trace of worry.
At this time, an old man walked out of the shadows, staring at the old man with sweat on his forehead with his eyebrows slightly twisted, and asked in a solemn voice: "Are you not sure?" If you move the knife like this, can the young master wake up? β
"I don't dare to guarantee that I will be able to save him if I use the knife, but if I don't use the knife, he will definitely not survive today." The old man sighed and said, "The hot poison is already about to attack the heart, and if you don't understand it, you will really die." β
Hearing this, the old man who came out had a solemn face, but he didn't speak again, but stared at Feng Jiu on the side: "Let this kid give Shao the initiative needle, if there is an accident......
"I've already told him that his stitching should be fine."
Taking a sip of the hot tea brought by the guard, the old man glanced at Feng Jiu, and then said to the man, "And there's no better way right now, isn't it?" β
The old man pursed his lips and said no more. Yes, there is really no way now, even if the young master goes back in such a situation, it will be too late, and the wound is ......
He glanced at the wound and frowned: "You must save the young master!" β
After the old man drank the tea, he came to the front with a sigh of relief, cleaned his hands again, and looked at the various sharp knives that were going to be used, he couldn't help but get nervous again in his heart, and hesitated which knife to take?
Feng Jiu on the side looked at it, and couldn't help but wring his eyebrows, seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, he tried to suggest: "Senior, if you can't get the knife, replace me!" β
At least she thinks that if she were to come here, she might not be so hesitant, right?