My Master is Lin Zhengying

Besides, Mr. Nanchen has already promised this old man, right? "

After speaking, he looked at Nan Chen.

Nan Chen did agree to him, and he did save him and Uncle Jiu.

He can still see the three tubes of blood, which can be regarded as repayment.

So nod:

"Second brother, I'm fine.

Thousand-handed doctor, you continue! "

Thousand Hands Medicine injected the second tube of blood into the black bamboo tube.

Then, with some excitement, he began to draw Nan Chen's third tube of blood...

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Qian Shou Yao looked at Nan Chen's bright red blood, always with a strange expression on his face.

There was also excitement in their eyes.

Nan Chen naturally saw all of this.

But he didn't pay too much attention to it. First, Qianshou Yao saved him, and then he treated Uncle Jiu.

People looked excited at his blood, probably because they thought their blood was special and had strong resilience.

This Thousand Hands Medicine may be just a doctor who is crazy about medical research!

So grit your teeth.

Let Qianshou Yao draw three tubes of blood on his body.

These three tubes of blood are at least seven or eight hundred milliliters.

It definitely exceeds the amount of ordinary bowls and a bowl of blood.

But Nan Chen still didn't say anything.

At this time, the bloody needle hole was pressed with a cotton cloth.

After taking two deep breaths, his injuries were only just healed.

In addition, I haven't closed my eyes all day and night, and now I have been drawn so much blood.

The body is still a bit overwhelmed.

As for Thousand Hands Medicine, the three tubes of blood are stored in a black bamboo tube.

Now, she didn't even look at Nan Chen.

The whole person seemed particularly excited.

Wen Cai looked at Qianshouyao, and couldn't help saying:

"Thousand-handed genius doctor, my junior brother has been drawn so much blood, is there anything wrong?"

When Qianshou Yao heard this, he turned his head:

"No, no, take good care of them these days and buy two old hens to eat.

That, while the blood is still warm.

The old man left first.

By the way, don't send it away..."

After finishing speaking, Qianshou Yao quickly walked out of the room with his medicine box in hand.

Wen Cai looked at Qianshou Yao who was leaving, turned around and said to Nan Chen:

"Brother, how do you feel?

That old man drew so much blood from you..."

Wen Cai cares about Nan Chen very much.

Nan Chen's face was a little pale, but he smiled:

"It's okay, Second Senior Brother, take care of Master.

I'll just go back and take a break! "

"Then, do you want me to help you there?"

Wencai looked serious.

Nan Chen waved his hand.

Then, alone, he left Uncle Jiu's room and walked directly to his own room.

Seeing that Nan Chen was fine, Wencai went back to Uncle Jiu's bedside.

As soon as Nan Chen walked out of Uncle Jiu's room, he felt dizzy and his body shook.

At this moment, a phantom in green clothes suddenly solidified.