Chapter 1367
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At the same time, Fengjiu silently averted her gaze. She thought, 'Don't look at indecent things.'
She had no interest in looking at the naked body of a stranger. In her opinion, none of them could compare to Xuanyuan Moze's sexy and firm figure.
When she thought of a certain person, she could not help but think of some indecent images, so much so that she fell into a trance for a moment. Until the old man's voice sounded.
"Little brother? Come over quickly. What are you still standing there for? "
"Oh, I'm coming." Fengjiu came back to her senses and hurriedly walked out of the room.
She saw that the masked man had covered himself with that piece of cloth again and was lying there. She walked up to the old man's side and asked, "Are we starting?"
"Yes, we can't wait any longer. Come, let me tell you." As the old man spoke, he told Fengjiu when to insert the needle, how to insert the needle, and what to do in case of an accident.
Before he finished, the old man added, "There can't be a single mistake during the insertion of the needle. If there's a mistake and his life is lost because of it, even I can't save you."
"Yes, I know. I'll be careful." She nodded in response. She saw that the old man's forehead was already covered in cold sweat even before he started. He seemed to be nervous, and even his hands were trembling slightly. She could not help but be startled and asked, "Senior, are you alright?"
Could he operate like this? This was a treatment operation that was close to the heart. The slightest mistake could cost a life. Could he operate with such a trembling appearance?
"I'm just, just a little nervous." The old man said truthfully. He wiped his sweat and said to a person beside him, "Go and pour me a cup of hot tea. I'll drink it to calm myself down."
The person beside him acknowledged and left. The old man also sat down beside him. He looked at the person lying in front of him with a trace of worry in his eyes.
At this moment, an old man walked out from the shadows. He frowned slightly and stared at the old man whose forehead was covered in sweat. He asked in a serious voice, "Are you not confident? Can the Young Master wake up if you operate like this? "
"I can't guarantee that I can save him if I use the knife, but if I don't, he won't live past today." The old man sighed and said, "The heat poison is already attacking his heart. If he doesn't stop it now, he will definitely die."
Hearing this, the old man's expression turned serious, but he didn't say anything else. Instead, he stared at Fengjiu and said, "Let this kid give the young master the injection. If anything happens …"
"I've already told him. His acupuncture skills shouldn't be a problem."
The old man took a sip of the hot tea brought by the guard to ease the tension in his heart. The old man glanced at Fengjiu and then said to the other person, "And there's no better way right now, is there?"
The old man pursed his lips and didn't say anything else. Yes, there was indeed no other way. Given Young Master's condition, it was too late to go back. Furthermore, that wound …
He glanced at the wound and frowned. "We must save the young master!"
After the old man drank the tea, he calmed himself down and walked to the front. He cleaned his hands again and looked at the various sharp knives that he was going to use. He couldn't help but feel nervous again. He hesitated. Which knife should he use?
Fengjiu watched from the side and couldn't help but frown. Seeing that the old man didn't move for a long time, he tried to suggest, "Senior, if you can't do it, let me do it!"
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