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Feng Jiu smiled: "Then are you helping? Or not? If you don't help me, I will do it myself."

Hearing this, Luo Heng frowned: "Are you here for real?"

"Really, you think I can't make fun of it?" She looked at him and said, "Didn't you also say it? Those healers and alchemists all said he was not saved, and he could only lie in bed for the rest of his life. In this way, if you want him to be good, why don't you believe me again?"

Seeing Feng Jiu's expression seriously, Luo Heng thought for a while, then stepped forward and took off Chen Dao's coat, and then asked, "Do you want to take off your pants?"

"You don't need pants, you just need to lower his trousers." Feng Jiu took off his boots and went to bed, while pointing, "Turn his body half over and support."

"Oh." Luo Heng could only do as he said. He half-supported Chen Dao, who was naked to the outside, and let him sleep on his side. Seeing that he hadn't been awake for a long time, he asked: " What did you do to him?"

"A shot, don't worry, nothing will happen."

Feng Jiu squatted down, supporting Chen Dao's sleeping arm with one hand, and carefully tracing his back vertebrae with the other hand. He reached his lumbar vertebrae with a hand from top to bottom, feeling that it had been misplaced. It was precisely because of the misalignment of the lumbar vertebra that Chen Dao collapsed on the bed.

"How is it?" Luo Heng couldn't help asking when he saw that he touched for a while and there was no other movement.

"Need to be operated on." She said slowly, "In addition to the dislocation of the lumbar spine, there are bone spurs inside. It must be cleaned up." Then she jumped out of the bed, put on her boots and went out.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"Wait for me, I'll get a basin of fresh water." Feng Jiutou said without turning back. He went out of the bedroom and entered the shower room with a basin of fresh water. After preparing the necessary things, he returned to the bedroom.

"Let him lie flat on his back, and you come to help me." Feng Jiu confessed, taking out large and small knives and tweezers, silver needles and medicine.

Luo Heng looked at the sharp knives glowing with cold, and couldn't help but shudder: "What do you want to do?"

"Didn't I just tell you? He was injured in the lumbar spine. As long as the bones are corrected by surgery, and the broken bones are removed, he can recover."

She said without raising her head, and after she cleaned her hands, she confessed: "Don't make a fuss when I move the knife. If I sweat, you remember to wipe my sweat with a clean cloth so that I can't get my sweat. The wound goes up, and when I ask you to stop the bleeding, you have to clamp these clean gauze with the tweezers here to stop the bleeding, don't ask too much."

"But, but, can you, can you? This big knife, will he, will he..." He didn't dare to say the death word, but felt a little heart trembling when he looked at this posture.

"Don't worry, this kind of surgery is just a trivial thing to me, it's not a big deal." After that, she seemed to think of something in general, and went outside again, coming back soon.

"What are you doing again?" Luo Heng asked.

"In case anyone disturbs, I will set the barrier again. Let's go!" At this time, she took off the dust-stained coat on her body, and performed surgery on Chen Dao, wearing only a clean coat.

Luo Heng on the side didn't dare to bother, but focused on doing what Feng Jiu had ordered. At this time, he had forgotten that he had heard the instructions of a handyman disciple when he was talking about alchemy masters. Give back to a handyman?