Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

At the same time, Feng Jiu silently removed his eyes and thought in his mind: see no evil.

She is not interested in seeing the body of a strange man's red fruit, because in her opinion, which one is not as **** as the Xuanyuan Moze.

When I think of someone, I can't help but think of some embarrassing pictures in my mind, so that she will have a moment of sorrow, until the voice of the old man comes.

"Little brother? Come over, what are you doing there?"

"Oh, come." Feng Jiu returned to God and quickly walked outside.

Seeing that the masked man had re-covered the piece of cloth lying there, she went up to the old man's side: "Would you like to start?"

"Well, I can't wait any longer. Come, let me tell you about it." The old man said, when will the needle be broken, how to get the needle down, and how to do it in an accident will tell Feng Jiu.

No, the old man said: "There can be no mistakes in the needle. If the mistake is made because the needle is wrong, it is me, and I can't save you."

"Well, I know, I will be careful." She nodded. When the old man had not yet started, he had already sweated his forehead. It seemed to be a little nervous, and even his hands were trembling. She couldn’t help but ask: "Predecessors, are you okay?"

Can this be done? This is a treatment operation close to the heart. If you are not careful, you will ruin your life. Can he tremble with a tremor?

"Just, it is a little nervous." The old man said truthfully, wiped the sweat, and said to one side: "Go and give me a cup of hot tea, I have a cup of hot tea slowly."

One person next to him screamed away, and the old man sat down next to him, looking at the man lying in front of him, his eyes had a slight concern.

At this time, an old man came out in the dark, and the eyebrows were slightly twisted and stared at the old man with sweat on his forehead. The voice was dignified and asked: "Are you not sure? You are so knives, how can the Lord wake up?"

"I can't guarantee that I will be able to save him if I move the knife, but he will not live today without moving the knife." The old man sighed and said: "The hot poison has already broken the heart, and then it will never be solved. It will definitely die." ”

Hearing this, the old man who came out was dignified, but did not open his mouth again, but stared at Feng Jiu on the side: "Let this kid come to give less active needles, if there is an accident..."

"I have already told him that his needlework should be no problem."

After taking a sip of the hot tea coming from the escort, I eased the tension in my heart. The old man looked at Feng Jiuyi and then said to the man: "And there is no better way at the moment, isn't it?"

The old man licked his lips and didn't talk anymore. Yes, there is no way at the moment. It’s too late for the Lord to go back, and the wound...

He glanced at the wound and frowned. "Be sure to save the Lord!"

After the old man drank the tea, he slowed down and came to the front. Once again, he netted his hands and looked at the sharp knives that he would use. He couldn’t help but feel nervous again. Hesitating which knife is better?

Feng Jiu on the side looked at it, and he couldn't help but screw his eyebrows. He didn't move for a long time. Then he tried to suggest: "Predecessors, if you can't get the knife, change me!"

At least she thought that if she changed her, wouldn’t hesitate to slash?