Why don't you have a normal person on board?

Chapter 149 Which of you is knocking on the wooden fish!
"Quack doctor, come and do me a favor." Tong Qiu walked to the side of the group and waved at the quack doctor.

The latter glanced at the shivering villagers curled up together, and then came to Tongqiu and asked, "What's the matter?"

Taking out the box, Tong Qiu opened the box and showed the quack doctor a look at the contents inside.

"A pair of eyes?" Looking at the contents of the box, the quack doctor felt a little confused. At this moment, he hadn't realized the seriousness of the matter. "Is this what the treasure map said? It's called the eyes of fire?"

Tong Qiu didn't speak, just pointed to his eyes.

At this moment, the quack doctor understood what he meant, "Are you going to replace your own eyes?"

"Yes," Tong Qiu nodded, "Supernatural items don't need to worry about rejection, it's quite convenient."

"Convenient for your size," the quack doctor said with a serious expression under his mask, "I am capable of this job, and I have done it many times, but those are all experimental products in my hands, and they will be made by me no matter whether they succeed or not." Specimen. I didn’t even mention whether the sharp eyes can be installed on you. This place has no qualified operating room, no anesthesia, and even no qualified surgical instruments. Are you not afraid of shock or even sudden death?”

Tong Qiu took out the previous bottle of pills from his pocket, the small red pills swayed in the bottle, hitting the glass-like bottle, making a clanging sound.

"Just one slice is enough."

The previous narration notes have already said that this bottle of pills only needs one tablet, no matter how severe the injury is, it can hang your life.As long as he has this tablet in his mouth, Tongqiu will never die no matter what!

The quack doctor obviously also learned about the effect of this bottle of pills from Tong Qiu's mouth, he stared into Tong Qiu's eyes, although this guy often made jokes and couldn't utter a single ivory, but this time this guy was serious.

"You guy, aren't you even afraid of pain?"

Tong Qiu took off the tattered clothes on his body due to the village head's attack, and then tore off some cloth strips, while answering the quack doctor's questions casually.

"If fear is useful, what do you need the police for?"

With that said, he walked into the thatched hut, took out a piece of red pill from the bottle, put it on his tongue, then folded the cloth strips and stuffed it into his mouth at the same time.

Lying on the bed, Tong Qiu is like a corpse lying on the dissecting table, motionless.

The quack doctor picked up some ropes from around and tied Tongqiu to the bed to prevent him from struggling due to the severe pain.

"Don't blame me if it hurts your brain out of sequelae."

Tong Qiu said OK, and some unintelligible words came out of his mouth stuffed with cloth strips, but the quack doctor still heard such words as "Paratrooper No. Eat it" words.

The quack doctor felt that he must have heard it wrong.

The door of the thatched hut was closed, and Xiao Bai, who was shut outside the door, was a little nervous. Although the pills would definitely save Tong Qiu's life, what kind of side effects the severe pain would have on Tong Qiu's spirit... This is what they unknown.

It is rare for a fake monk to start reciting serious scriptures in front of the thatched hut, but it is a pity that there is only a wooden fish, but the fake monk thought of a compromise.

He picked a bald man among the villagers, tied him up and put him in front of him, then picked up a small wooden hammer from nowhere, and began to knock the wooden fish on the bald man's head.

Every time the hammer came down, the bald villagers felt that their brains were filled with merit.

Wangcai's voice rang in Xiaobai's ears, "Those who didn't know thought the captain was dead, and our crew spontaneously called a monk to perform rituals for him."

Xiao Bai said viciously: "Don't say such unlucky words!"

Wangcai quickly surrendered, but to be honest, Tongqiu didn't even expect it to make this choice.

In an environment without anesthesia, this kind of pain has to be endured by oneself. Let alone a transplant, even if some alcohol is applied to the wound, some people will gasp and even cry out in pain.

Even if he is knocked unconscious, it is still unknown when the coma will end, and the pain of waking up is definitely not something that ordinary people can bear.

This kind of pain is not something ordinary people can bear.

This is the real lunatic... This kind of pain is not much worse than suicide.

The villagers nearby didn't dare to move, they were worried that if they planned to escape, Xiaobai would use Wangcai's power to kill them all in a while, and they would say something else, "If the captain is gone, I want all of you People buried with him!" and other inexplicable words.

They could only silently pray that Tongqiu would survive, after all, this guy had promised everyone that he would not embarrass his group of people.

Unknowingly, both the enemy and the friendly army began to pray that Tongqiu would survive, otherwise they would be in serious trouble.

Almost an hour later, the door of the thatched hut was opened, and the quack doctor whose entire glove was stained red with blood pushed open the door of the thatched hut and walked out from inside.

The first thing he said when he came out was, "Who the hell is knocking on the wooden fish? Stop fucking knocking, my hands are shaking!"

The fake monk stopped what he was doing, and the bald villager who was filled with merit finally passed out.

Xiaobai and him came to the quack doctor and asked in unison: "How is the result?"

"Give him some time," the quack doctor walked to a wooden basin and used the water in it to wash his gloves, "it has the effect of pills, and he will definitely be able to survive the transplantation process. But those eyes are extraordinary items after all." , he needs some time to adapt.

"As for whether the pain just now brought any burden to his brain... we will have to wait until he comes out before we know."

Xiaobai looked worriedly at the gate of the thatched cottage.

Hearing this, the fake monk squatted down in front of the bald villager again, took out his small gavel, and started chanting scriptures to knock on the wooden fish.

"How did you start doing it before you're dead?" The quack doctor pointed at the fake monk and asked Xiaobai, "What's your bad idea?"

Xiaobai shook his head again and again, "No, it's not me..."

"I know it's not you. I'm asking Wangcai. Isn't this guy a devil? Didn't he come up with this bad idea?"

Listening to Wangcai's words, Xiaobai repeated it, "Wang, Wangcai said that although it is a demon, it has not yet reached the level of our captain. It, it tells you not to slander it, and compare it with the captain." By comparison, this is an insult to the devil..."

Good guy, in the eyes of the devil, is Tongqiu already worse than the devil?
After this guy died, he wouldn't dare to have heaven and hell, would he?

　Still three chapters

　　
　
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