Synopsis: From the second kill Huashan smoke talent began to become stronger

Chapter 64

“Ahhh!!!hhh

“Bear with you, Dr. Ho, you have to pick out the fragments of your broken bone spur before continuing the treatment below, the ambulance will come right away!”

In the infirmary, Pickaxe Momiji, who was lying on the hospital bed, gritted his teeth, grabbed the sides of the hospital bed with both hands, and his forehead was covered with bruises.

His right leg was pinned down by as many as four monks in order to allow doctors to carry out rescue work.

“Alas, obviously the anesthetic has been used, how can there be a reaction?”

The doctor touched the sweat on his head, feeling strange and entangled at the movement of pickaxe red leaves so much.

“My nerves were not pierced, as if they were entangled with broken bones in my knee.”

Homotoji gasped, he probably understood why anesthesia didn’t work for him.

But he doesn’t use neuro-based analgesics because they affect his nerves.

Next to the hospital bed, Ho Aung looked at his brother worriedly.

“Brother…”

Fan Ma Blade Tooth, Motobe Yizo and the others were also watching from the side, with complicated expressions.

Before talking and laughing with them, the confident pickaxe Angsheng turned into a wounded person wailing on the hospital bed.

Perhaps, this is the impermanence of the world?

Knock knock.

There was a knock outside the door.

“Please come in.” The doctor spoke.

The door was opened, and a handsome young man dressed in a slender tunic in the style of an English gentleman walked in.

“Mo Jun, haven’t you left yet?” Fan Ma Blade wondered.

When he left the arena just now, Mo Wen said that he wanted to go directly, and as for how Ho Hongye was, he wouldn’t care, so a few people said goodbye before.

Now he came to the infirmary again, is it really that he can’t let go of the other party with a kind heart?

Fan Ma thought in his heart.

“It’s not that I’m coming here, it’s that other people want to come and see the pickaxe autumn leaves.”

Mo Wen smiled, opened the door widely, and more than ten people walked in from outside.

“This is?” Kiyosumi Kato looked at these people in amazement, and with his quick observation, he could see that these people were all patients with injuries or disabilities.

“Let them say it for themselves.” Mo Wen didn’t want to explain and stepped aside.

Then the girl in a wheelchair told everyone how Homoji had been tested on them in humans, that she had received a large sum of money but had not cured them, and so on.

After hearing the cries of these patients, Mo Wen clearly noticed that the aura on Fan Ma’s blade teeth suddenly rose.

“So you are such a bastard!!”

He came to the hospital bed with one lunge, grabbed the neck of the pickaxe with one hand, and lifted it directly.

“Blade Fang, let go of my brother!” Ho Aung shouted, but he could see that Fan Ma Blade did not mean to hurt Ho Momiji, but just came to him.

“Look, this is the pickaxe red leaf you want to see, feel free to say anything you want to say.”

Mo Wen pointed to the pickaxe red leaf that was choked by Fan Ma’s blade teeth to the more than ten injured patients.

“But, it’s okay…” a middle-aged man looked at Homo Momiji’s painful expression and said sideways.

“What’s the matter, this guy actually did this to you!” For the first time, Fan Ma Blade felt angry like this, experimenting with human bodies for his own benefit, and he hated such people the most in his life.

“Blade Fang, you made too much force, give him a breath to speak.” Mo Wen said next to him.

Fan Ma calmed his face, released the pickaxe red leaf, and let it fall on the hospital bed.

“Ahem… So, are you here to see my jokes? ”

Homoji covered his throat, and the slight twitching of the corners of his eyes meant that he was still suffering from pain.

“You satisfied your desire for research, got our data and left us behind, haven’t you ever reflected on yourself?”

“Is there anything wrong with me that the data and experience I got from you allowed me to save more people?” Homoji said loudly.

“Your originally ordinary life has shone brilliantly after meeting me, you should feel honored!”

“But you don’t know gratitude, and you want to sanction me?”

“Okay, if you want to sanction me, come now, I don’t have the strength to resist now!”

Ho Momiji looked at his patients, panting heavily, trying to hold back the intense pain and speaking consumed the little physical strength he had left.

As he said, he had little strength to resist.

“You…” the men clenched their fists.

“Ho Momiji, you think too much, they just want you to keep your promise and cure them, and they haven’t thought about how great they are.” Mo Wen looked at these dozen people and said softly.

These people were just ordinary people, there were office workers, students, women, and he knew all too well what these ordinary people thought.

Because he was also an ordinary person in his previous life, longing for a stable life.

Ho Momiji was silent, he could not care about other people’s words, but for Mo Wen who defeated him, he could not ignore it.

After a moment, he slowly spoke: “Their operations are all successful, and there is no problem. ”

That’s right, with his technique, it is impossible to make the operation fail, this is not only a loss of honorary status, but the main thing is that Homoji will not allow his operation to fail, which is an insult to his skills and knowledge.

Mo Wen nodded, believing that Homoji was telling the truth.

“Impossible, if the operation is successful, why is my daughter Anko still in a wheelchair!” The middle-aged man roared.

Homoji glanced at the girl in the wheelchair and probably understood.

“That’s because she doesn’t believe in herself, or doesn’t believe that my surgery was successful, so her body refuses to stand up.”

“How could it be…”

The middle-aged man and girl were surprised.

The next thing was simple, Ho Hongye endured the pain in her knee, helped the girl believe in her body, and Fan Ma Blade next to her was also encouraging, and finally let the little girl successfully stand up from the wheelchair.

The girl covered her mouth in excitement when she saw that she could really walk again.

Seeing this, many injured people finally forgave Ho Momiji, and even took the initiative to help Ho Momiji take him to the ambulance that came.

Ho Hongye’s face was surprised, the reason why he said those words more and helped the girl stand up was not for them, just to give Mo Wen face, but seeing the joyful and grateful expressions of these patients, it was the first time he thought about whether there was something wrong with his approach.

“Since it’s over, I’ll leave if it’s okay.” Mo Wen stretched, and after a busy day, he planned to go back and do something fun with his maid.

“Wait a minute, Mo Jun!”

At this time, Motobe Izo suddenly spoke, looking a little hesitant.

Fan Ma Blade and Kato Kiyosumi looked at each other, and something came to mind.

“What’s wrong, Mr. Motobe.” Mo Wen looked at this park god of war and didn’t understand what he wanted to do.

Motobu Yizo’s expression was a little hesitant, as if he was considering something, Mo Wen didn’t want to wait, looked at Blade Tooth and Kato who squeezed his eyebrows on the side, and asked, “What’s going on?” ”

“Cough, it’s Mo Jun, when I played before, Mr. Motobe said that if you win, he will eat all the weapons he has in his hands…”

“I thought it was just angry words, but I didn’t expect him to really…”

Fan Ma Blade Tooth and Kato Qingcheng, you explained the reason to Mo Wen in a word.

Mo Wen’s expression suddenly became strange, and he looked at the hesitant Motobu Yizhao.

If he remembers correctly, this old man probably has mastered no less than a hundred weapons, and in this case, he dares to plant a flag, it is simply …..

“I see that Mr. Motobe seems to have brought a knife, he should have mastered the art of swords, right?” Kiyosumi Kato remembered the sword that Izo Motobu had taken out before.

“Then it’s good to break the sword and eat it, it’s just a sword anyway.”

The corners of Mo Wen’s mouth curled irrepressibly: “If only he could only use a sword.” ”

“Oh? Mo Jun, do you know how much weapon technology Mr. Motobu has mastered? Fan Ma said curiously.

“Mr. Motobe?” Mo Wen looked at Motobu Yizang with a smile, thinking of the flag he planted himself, and couldn’t help but say: “He has mastered so many techniques that it can only be described as a tragedy. ”

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