For some reason, Liu Lang felt that he hadn't had much contact with Han Xiaoqi during this time, but every time he met, he was like a relative, and he felt indescribably comfortable.

Could it be that this is feelings?

Liu Lang didn't know, and even thought that he might be in love with Han Xiaoqi, but he suddenly startled himself.

Falling in love with a ghost, it's too weird, isn't it?

However, what about his feelings for Ouyang Qingori?

Liu Lang suddenly felt a mess in his mind.

In the past, Liu Lang always thought that love was selfish and single-minded.

However, how do you feel that this is not the case at all?

Forget it, don't think about it, the things in the Dark Witch Cult haven't been dealt with yet, what's the use of thinking about this? Let him go.

When Liu Lang thought about it, he was relieved in his heart, and hugged Han Xiaoqi hard, but he didn't have the slightest jerkiness, or he didn't have the shyness he had before, as if it was a matter of course to do this.

"Knock knock!"

At that moment, there was a knock at the door.

Han Xiaoqi hurriedly broke free from Liu Lang's arms and shouted loudly: "It's coming, it's coming." ”

Liu Lang finally smiled awkwardly and hurriedly stepped aside.

After a while, a fat man came in from outside the door, with a belly as big as a leather ball, and as soon as he came in, he shouted at Han Xiaoqi: "Doctor, doctor, help me." ”

Liu Lang's nose twitched, his face turned cold, and when he squinted, the fat man seemed to be a ghost.

Liu Lang was stunned for a moment, and reflexively just wanted to step forward to subdue the fat man, but saw that Han Xiaoqi had already greeted him.

"Big brother, don't worry, you sit down slowly first."

Han Xiaoqi said, sitting behind the table very skillfully, and then pointed to the chair on the other side of the table.

The fat man's face was extremely painful, one hand covered his stomach, the other hand pinched his waist, and it took a lot of effort to sit down, and his mouth was full of fishy smell.

Liu Lang suddenly came to his senses, took back the foot he had just stepped out of, and muttered secretly: Forget it, this is the Yin Yang Medical Center, it seems that you can treat ghosts.

Liu Lang really hadn't seen anyone who could treat a ghost before, especially after learning Taoism, in addition to killing ghosts, how could he know that ghosts could be cured?

Seeing that Han Xiaoqi raised his hand in a good way and gently put it on the wrist of the fat ghost, like a traditional Chinese medicine pulse, Liu Lang's curiosity was completely hooked, and he saw a stool next to the fat ghost, but he shook his head, grinned, and sat down.

"Doctor, I, I don't know what's going on, I just like to eat, but I didn't expect that this time I ate it for three days in a row, and I actually killed myself."

The fat ghost was talking and burping, and the fishy smell of his mouth kept wafting out.

Liu Lang frowned, wanting to cover his mouth and nose, but it could be seen that Han Xiaoqi was like a normal person, so he had to put his hand down and endure the pungent smell.

The fat ghost seemed to have asthma, and every time he said something, he would wait for a while, and then he continued: "Doctor, not long after I died, I went to the underworld, but the underworld said that I was too greedy and wanted to send me to hell to be tortured by intestinal extraction, so I ran back on the night of the seven-day soul and begged the doctor to help me." ”

This、This is also too cowhide、Isn't it?。

was actually held alive and still needed help?

How does this help?

When Liu Lang heard this, he looked at Han Xiaoqi as if he had seen a strange scene, waiting for Han Xiaoqi's answer.

When Han Xiaoqi heard this, she smiled slightly: "Oh, this is simple, since you are going to be sent to hell and suffer from intestinal pumping, then just cut off your intestines." ”

Crunch!

When Liu Lang heard this, his body was crooked, and he almost didn't fall off the stool.

Cut off the fat ghost's intestines, my God, it's really simple, so that you won't suffer from the intestines anymore.

However, looking at Han Xiaoqi's appearance, it didn't seem like a joke.

The fat ghost was overjoyed and said gratefully: "Doctor, is it really possible?" I—I've just heard from other ghosts that there's a medical clinic here that can make us suffer less, but I didn't think it really could? ”

The fat ghost gasped and said urgently, "Doctor, hurry, hurry up and help me cut off my intestines." ”

Han Xiaoqi glanced at Liu Lang, but smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and said, "Pay the surgery fee first." ”

"Forehead ......"

Liu Lang had just sat down, and he almost fell off the stool again, staring at Han Xiaoqi dumbfounded, like looking at a stranger.

This, is this still the Han Xiaoqi I know? Asking people for money?

Ahem, no, where is the reason not to ask for money to operate on someone?

Besides, how could an old woman who was so cunning and cunning with her ghost mother-in-law make a loss-making deal?

It's just that Liu Lang's attention was completely attracted by the fat ghost at this time, and he didn't bother to think about it so much, but stared at the fat ghost, wanting to see what he used to pay for the operation.

Where did I know that the fat ghost smiled awkwardly at Han Xiaoqi: "I, I'm in a hurry, can, can I use my ghost intestines to resist it?" ”

Han Xiaoqi groaned slightly, but nodded and said, "It's okay." ”

As he spoke, Han Xiaoqi stood up, pointed to a bed covered with white cloth against the wall and said, "You lie down first, and I'll prepare a little." ”

The fat ghost nodded again and again, and finally moved his fat belly to the bed and lay down.

Han Xiaoqi stood up, took out a knife from behind, and then took a few more pairs of medicines from the medicine shelf.

Liu Lang's eyes stared at Han Xiaoqi without blinking.

That knife turned out to be similar to the scalpel that Liu Lang usually used, but those few pairs of medicines once again subverted Liu Lang's thoughts.

The rest of Liu Lang didn't know, but one of them turned out to be earthworms.

It's an earthworm, it's not just an earthworm, it's a fucking live.

Liu Lang's eyes widened, and he watched Han Xiaoqi walk up to the fat ghost, then picked up the scalpel and cut the fat ghost's stomach open.

Liu Lang was not mistaken, that appearance was similar to cutting the human body.

The only difference is that the fat ghost doesn't wail, not even the color of pain, and even enjoys it a little.

After cutting open the belly, Han Xiaoqi picked open the fat ghost's belly, and then put his hand inside.

After a while, Han Xiaoqi unexpectedly picked up a black mess.

Liu Lang took a closer look, and the black thing turned out to be the intestines entwined together, and it was so dense that it was about to become a ball.

The strong stench emanated from that mass of intestines.

Originally, Liu Lang had just gotten used to the smell in the fat ghost's mouth, but suddenly it was several times heavier, Liu Lang couldn't hold back any longer, jumped up directly from the stool, and took two steps back.

Han Xiaoqi was still like a normal person, completely focused on the operation, put the intestines on a tray next to him, then stuffed the earthworm into it, picked up a handful of gray powder, and sprinkled it inside, and finally, after Han Xiaoqi sewed the fat ghost's belly, he sprinkled a handful of gray powder.

The whole process lasted only half an hour, and after Han Xiaoqi finished sprinkling the medicinal powder, the fat ghost's already shriveled stomach slowly bulged again.

After a while, the fat ghost's belly was about the size of a basketball again.