An hour later. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Fruit wine stood by the operating table with a wooden face.

Once again, he saw something extraordinary about a child.

Ordinary seven or eight-year-old children, when they see the bloody appearance of Kyushu, crying and fussing are the basic reaction, and some will even be directly frightened into a coma......

But these negative emotions are not reflected in Gray Yuan's body.

There was a kind of indifference on her face, one that even he couldn't do.

She is like a real doctor, looking at the patient lying on the hospital bed from the perspective of a bystander, and the thing in her eyes is nothing but calmness.

Kurosawa gave her a special chair at her feet, which could be easily moved and would not have any chairs when stable.

She used this chair to elevate her status to the average level of an adult, wearing white and sterile white gloves on her hands, and performing precise operations on the makeshift operating table.

No, not operation, to be precise, but cooperation.

Under the deliberately brightened light, Kurosawa Silver and Gray Yuan Ai are like the most tacit partners.

The poor equipment made the operation more difficult, but all this was completely compensated for by the skills of the two.

Only a small rustling sound could be heard in the room.

No matter how Kyushu didn't judge the situation, he knew how to be quiet at this time, and he didn't apply for anesthesia because he was worried about side effects, so he could clearly feel the movements of the two of them on him.

He closed his eyes tightly and pursed his lips, trying to suppress his body's reflexes after feeling pain.

To Kyushu's surprise, the process was not difficult.

He thought that he was injured badly enough, and the operation would naturally be very painful, and the pain was too much for him to bear, but in fact he thought too much.

The first thing that came from his body was a cool touch, and the warm liquid on his body was partially washed away, and someone rubbed his hot skin with a sharp object, cutting off his necrotic muscles, and then gradually moving down.

In the course of the whole movement, the sharpness happened to avoid the most sensitive part of his pain, but after turning shallow and deep, and after an extremely subtle tremor, the tool that did not match the temperature of his body was withdrawn, and he completely left with something in his body that did not belong to him.

Immediately, a pair of small hands attached to his wound, not light or heavy, moderate pressure, and at the same time, his other wound had begun to be treated, he subconsciously shifted his attention to that side, but suddenly felt a flash of stinging pain here, and the crack of the wound had been stitched up in a short period of time.

According to such steps, the bullets on his body were taken out one by one, and when the tweezers were finally withdrawn from his body, Kyushu suddenly felt that the whole person was empty.

The most troublesome part has been solved, and Kyushu's tense nerves have been let go, and he has relaxed and accepted the later treatment.

During the whole operation, Kyushu really didn't feel much pain.

Most of the pain was at the level of a mosquito bite, giving him only a little numbness, and a small amount of pain was unavoidably extreme, but because his attention was always taken away, the pain was always fleeting, and the pain he endured was negligible.

It was a successful operation.

Soon, the lights in the room dimmed.

Kyushu tried to open his eyes, and happened to meet the picture of Kurosawa Silver taking off his mask, and his face was happy: "Kurosawa ......"

"Lie in bed obediently, and don't think about moving for at least three days. ”

"What? three, three days, what are you kidding, I haven't ......finished reporting yet," Kyushu struggled without saying a word, but his voice stopped abruptly before the words fell, and he sadly found that he had been completely tied up into a mummy, except for the fact that his head could move a little, and the other places didn't seem to belong to him at all.

"How about it, Si's bandaging skills are good, right?" Kurosawa Silver saw Kyushu's confused look, but smiled at him, "Don't you feel anything?" Don't get excited, the greater benefits are still to come - even if you keep this posture for a long time, there will be no soreness, please rest assured to lie down!"

"......" Kyushu immediately felt that a wild horse was galloping through his mind, trampling his body to be uncomfortable.

The corners of his mouth twitched, his lips trembled, he opened and closed for a long time, and finally fell his head back in decadence, "Okay, thank you both......"

"You're welcome. Kurosawa smiled again, took off his gloves at this time, washed his hands with the water in the basin next to him, and turned behind the slightly panting gray plain.

"Despite my professional knowledge and experience, my child's body is really unbearable......

"It's just my first time helping someone, and I'm a little rusty. Gray Yuan looked sideways at Kurosawa Silver and emphasized, gasping as he spoke.

Kurosawa Silver was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but laugh dumbly: "Hey, I'm not used to it, I'm just not used to it...... But you still look tired, do you want me to carry you down?"

"What do you say?" Gray Plains glanced at Kurosawa Gin.

Kurosawa Silver shrugged his shoulders, took a step forward, wrapped his right hand around the opponent's waist first, and then hugged him with a force, and deliberately slowed down towards the sofa not far away.

The gray principle is to hold Kurosawa's hand and support his body while silently bowing his head.

"It's hard to make a big fuss about your right hand and arm. ”

"Huh?"

"I said your right hand. When you came to the doctor's house in the morning, didn't you still have a large area of burn marks on your right hand, and it looked terrifying?

"Oh, that's it...... I just think it's good to pretend to be injured and show the enemy weakly. ”

"Humph......"

Gray Yuan let out a soft snort and didn't say anything, and she was put on the sofa cushion by Kurosawa Silver at this time, but quickly jumped down and walked to the bathroom.

Kurosawa looked at her back and touched his nose, and he didn't look away until the other party closed the door again, but at this time, the other two men who were still in the room couldn't help but speak.

"Hey ......"

Kurosawa Silver raised his eyebrows, followed the line of sight, first saw Kyushu lying on the hospital bed and turned his head to look at him, and then found that the fruit wine standing on the side of the hospital bed looking at him with the same hot gaze, and immediately raised his eyebrows again.

"What, two, what's wrong?"

Kyushu and Fruit Wine silently glanced at each other, and then Fruit Wine pointed at Kyushu, Kyushu shook his head, and after Fruit Wine nodded, he turned his face decisively.

"Da Shao, to be honest, I have a question for you. Fruit wine spoke with an unusual Japanese accent, "Who the hell is that kid?" Si? What kind of strange name is this? Foreigner? Not quite like that, he looks like a man of the Yamato ethnic group......

"You think he's a genius. Kurosawa waved his hand, obviously not wanting to dwell too much on the topic.

The fruit wine flattened his mouth, and he was a little reluctant, but since Kurosawa Silver didn't want to say it, he couldn't force it, so he had to give up, but after all, there was a pimple in his heart.

Kurosawa Silver looked at the fruit wine, thinking about whether to make up a reasonable explanation, but Kyushu over there looked at the fruit wine with a look of you making too much fuss.

"Foreign buddy, have you ever met the chairman of Asama?"

Hearing this, the wine instinctively began to think back.

Because of the Zhao'an incident, he was also a little concerned about the Asama company, and he also deliberately investigated Ryuichi Asama, of course, he didn't dare to be too bold, just searched for some basic information, and among these basic materials, there are naturally photos of Ryuichi Asama.

There are nearly half a hundred men with the appearance of junior high school students, which is really unbelievable.

"Wait, is that kid in the same situation?...... genetic mutation caused by radiation," Fruit Wine cupped his chin and thought a little seriously.

"Right? So you have to think about everything. Kyushu looked like a person who had come over, and said seriously Chicken Soup for the Soul, "In this era, you can't judge age by appearance, Kurosawa himself is also an example, you see that his appearance is the same age as a high school student, who knows that he has long been a lewd uncle in his heart?"

"It's ...... too," the wine nodded instinctively.

Kurosawa Silver sat on the side and listened, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

To be honest, when Kyushu said the last paragraph, he really had the urge to hit people, but seeing that the other party was still a patient, he didn't care......

Kurosawa Silver coughed without pretending to be sick: "Okay, let's end this topic...... Speaking of which, Kyushu, what were you going to tell me just now?"

"What are you talking about?" Kyushu first blinked ignorantly, and when he realized the meaning of Kurosawa's words, he immediately became excited, "That's right, yes, I want to ask if you can remove the bandage on my body first, and let me kill that gangster—"

"I've left Scorpio to deal with it. Kurosawa Silverface interrupted Kyushu's gushing without changing his face.

"Scorpio? Who the hell is Scorpio? Your pet -- it hurts!"

Before Kyushu finished speaking, his forehead hurt, and he couldn't help but scream, instinctively wanting to cover his face, but his body was tied into a mummy, so he couldn't move his limbs at all, so he could only stare at Qingchi Kamiji who had just come in with an annoyed look.

"Why are you hitting me?"

"It's not light to throw paper balls to hit you! How can anyone say that people are pets, I am a human! Authentic people!"

Aoike Kamiji glared at Kyushu with a fierce face.