Not long after chasing out, Uncle Zhao followed me closely, grabbed my shoulder and sighed and said, "Don't chase, it's common for unjust souls to ask for their lives, but it's just that the people who accompany the funeral in this car are suffering, and there are no bones......"

I can understand the unjust soul asking for his life, but the unjust has a debtor and a master, and it is a bit too much to involve dozens of living people in a row.

I said unwillingly, "I've seen it all, if you don't catch it, there will definitely be people who will be harmed by the [Plane Trading] Orc Empire!"

"The dog is nosy with a mouse...... Uncle Liu walked up with a cigarette in his mouth, glanced at me mockingly, and said to Uncle Zhao, "Call him to go, I don't want his arm anymore, we still have business to do, there is no time to go crazy with him!"

...... Groove ...... Really leave me alone to chase ...... No one picked it up halfway through......

Hey, I'm wondering, the old man usually has a bad mouth, and he does things quite authentically, but when he encounters such a big thing, how can he act like no one?

I thought Uncle Liu was deliberately scaring me, so I asked more, "Are you really not going?"

It turns out that I shouldn't be too talkative......

"You can't ......protect yourself when you cross the river now," Liu Bo threw the cigarette in his mouth on the ground and stepped on it, and asked meaningfully, "Do you feel it in your right arm now?"

How could I not feel it, I still clenched my teeth in pain when I got in the car......

"My arm hurts...... I tried to lift my right arm, trying to prove that my arm was conscious, but I found that I couldn't feel the presence of my arm at all, and I couldn't help but be shocked, and asked in fear, "Hey, I can't move?"

Uncle Liu looked at my right arm pityingly, turned around and shook his head and sighed, "Tut-tut, it's going to be abolished......"

An arm is so easily wasted......

I couldn't believe it and chased after it, and asked, "Uncle Liu, you're not kidding me, are you?"

"Lao Zhao, move that one to the car, hurry up......" Uncle Liu ignored me, pointed to the survivor behind the empty frame, explained to Uncle Zhao, and went back to the car by himself.

Damn, what does it mean not to answer me?

"You follow the old man back......" Zhengguang rarely stood on the same front as Uncle Liu, and said in a serious voice, "The old man didn't lie to you, the female ghost in the skeleton array hurt the foundation of your right wrist, and if you don't remedy it in time, it will definitely be useless." ”

The old man will pit me, and it will definitely not be to win glory, which means that my right arm may be wasted?

Sky...... It's too big to play this time...... Anything can be scrapped...... What can I do if my right hand is wasted......

Thinking that I would become a one-armed man in the future, I panicked, stuck to the back of Uncle Zhao's buttocks, and urged, "Uncle Zhao, drive quickly, let's go back quickly." ”

Seeing Uncle Zhao carrying the survivors into the back compartment, I couldn't wait for a moment, so I reluctantly stuffed Uncle Zhao into the car with my left hand, and climbed into it with great difficulty.

When we got into the car, Uncle Liu was already sitting upright on the car seat covered with a blanket, staring at the frame in front of him worriedly.

I knew that the old man was a knife mouth and tofu heart, and he was not worried about the scene of the accident when everyone was leaving, and he was in a hurry to leave mostly for the sake of my hand, and from the other side, it could be seen that the injury on my right arm really could not be delayed.

Thinking of this, my heart was a little heavy, and I asked uneasily, "Uncle Liu, is my right hand still saved?"

Uncle Liu waved his hand in disappointment, leaned back, closed his eyes and said angrily, "If you don't talk a little bit, you can have a little hope!"

Eh, I don't know why, the more Uncle Liu is unwilling to face my problem, the more bottomless I feel in my heart, and I always feel that my right arm is broken......

Along the way, the atmosphere in the car dropped to the bottom, everyone had their own concerns, and no one paid attention to anyone, until the car drove to the gate of the crematorium, Uncle Liu threw me a key, and said, "Let's go directly to the morgue, you take the key to open the door, go to the army in the dormitory, look for him to see the injuries on his body, I hope I can save (reborn) the third master." ”

After finding that my right arm couldn't move, I subconsciously felt that getting out of the car had become much more wasteful, holding the key in my left hand, and I was about to fall several times, so I finally opened the door and put the hearse in, and I stumbled with the hearse to the dormitory.

Uncle Liu pinched the time to come back just right, looking at the sky, it should be five or six o'clock, and everyone was about to get up.

Because I was worried about the injury to my right arm, it usually only took three minutes to get to the dormitory, but it only took me one minute to arrive, and I didn't even dare to breathe, I stood at the door of the army sweating profusely, slammed the door and shouted, "The army...... The army ......"

"It's coming......" The army responded in a daze, and then there was the sound of rustling clothes from inside the door, and the door opened from the inside, and the army appeared from the gradually enlarged crack in the door with an unawakened face.

I didn't care too much, and with my left hand I barely lifted my festering and blackened right arm, and asked eagerly, "Dajun, help me see if my arm is still saved?"

The army rubbed his sleepy eyes, his gaze moved down to my right arm, he instantly woke up, his eyes widened in surprise, and he welcomed me in, "You...... Come in first......"

Once inside, I was placed on a chair by the army, and he left to rummage through the cupboard for the equipment to heal the wounds, and when he was ready, he put on a medical mask and walked up to me with a tray full of utensils.

I took a look at the contents of the tray, there were sterilized gloves, silver needles, hemostats, scissors, scalpels, iodophor, injections, and a few colorful bottles and jars, two pieces of rune paper......

The army put on the medical gloves in a standardized manner, first took iodophor to help me disinfect the missing part of my arm, and then took a bottle with a green transparent liquid and poured it on my blackened rotten meat.

When the rotten meat comes into contact with the green liquid, it has a strong chemical reaction, like a beer bottle that has been violently shaken and pried open its cap, bubbling vigorously.

However, with such a big movement, my right arm was stunned and didn't feel it at all.

I said in despair, "My right hand is no longer conscious, is it going to be sawed off......"

"Don't talk, I know how to do it!" the army scolded, picked up the scalpel, skillfully avoided the blood vessels, and cut off the rotten flesh around the wound.

As the rotten flesh was gradually removed, the blackened bones were revealed......

With fine sweat on his forehead, Dajun looked up at me nervously and asked, "Don't you feel the slightest feeling?"

Such a large piece of meat has been cut, and if I felt it, I would have cried out in pain.

It's a pity that every knife of the army is like cutting other people's flesh to me, without the slightest pain......

I shook my head in frustration and said, "No ......"

The movement in the hands of the army paused, resigned himself to putting the knife back on the tray, and said, "I'm sorry, I can't do anything, amputate it......"

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[Not only did I not rest on the weekend, but I was busier on the contrary, and I only updated it now...... It's so pitiful, ask for comfort~~]