Madam Dihao is not good

Mo Zhuojue sat high on one of the tables, his legs were dangling, and he raised the watch on his wrist to shoot. This little guy seemed to be sitting far away, so he could hear all the conversations here clearly? !

"Wait," Sikong Zeye said in a deep voice, "I don't need anesthesia, just a small injury."

"You really don't want it?" Bai Yunshang asked with certainty, "It will hurt to take out the bullet."

"I can't bear this little pain? Take it."

Bai Yunshang looked at him suspiciously, seeing that his eyes were determined, and then added: "Too many anesthetics will make the brain slow...I don't want me to have a slow brain." [

"Don't worry, no matter how much anesthesia is administered, your brain will not be dull."

Sikong Zeye's eyes darkened, and he said no more.

Bai Yunshang had no choice but to obey him, asked Mo Zhuojue to put down his watch, and said, "It will really hurt, bear with it."

Bai Yunshang tried her best to make him feel no pain, but slowly pinching the bullet out from the wound, the flesh and blood, this kind of pain is of course unbearable for ordinary people.But Sikong Zeye didn't even hum.

Sikong Zeye smiled and said, "Why do you seem to be in more pain than me?"

Bai Yunshang gritted her teeth and stared at him, he reached out to wipe the sweat off her head: "Relax."

Thin sweat also appeared on Sikong Zeye's forehead, his face was pale, but he didn't appear to be in too much pain.On the contrary, Bai Yunshang's expression was ugly as if a bullet was being taken out of her body.

Bai Yunshang was a little relieved to be sure that this was within the range of his pain.

The bullet was successfully taken out and thrown into the plate, Bai Yunshang heaved a sigh of relief...

The blood was flowing crazily. She picked up a bottle of hemostatic medicine and poured it on it.