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Chapter 117: Even the head can be cut open

A look of pride appeared on the face of the fat ghost doctor from the Southern Territory: "This is the brainchild of me for sixty years. It has a miraculous effect on bone setting. No matter how serious your injury is, if you put this little bit on it, you are guaranteed to recover within ten days."

It’s like I’ve never been hurt…”

"Wow, is it so magical?" Long Fuyue opened her eyes so wide that they almost looked like stars: "Senior, give me some of this ointment, so that I won't be afraid if I get a broken leg or arm in the future.

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The ghost doctor from the Southern Territory gave her a slap with his finger: "You little girl, you are insatiable! It takes so much effort to refine this ointment. I only made three bottles in a few decades. I gave one bottle to each of my disciples, and I kept it for myself."

He bought a bottle. Those two bastards were often injured, and the ointment must have been used up long ago. So he thought of a way to trick me. Alas, I am not a good disciple!"

The ghost doctor from the Southern Territory shook his head and sighed, looking like I was hurt.

Long Fuyue burst into laughter, feeling that this little old man had a straightforward and funny temperament, which was very cute.[

Feng Qianyu sat aside, drinking the tea prepared by Tian'er leisurely, pretending not to hear.

The ghost doctor from the Southern Region finished applying the ointment and pushed her blood through the palace. After working for a while, he finally finished and clapped his hands: "Okay, girl, I guarantee that you will be alive and kicking again in ten days."

Long Fuyue raised her thumb: "Senior, your medical skills are really superb, even better than the top orthopedic surgeons of our time."

"In your era?" The ghost doctor from the Southern Territory opened his eyes wide: "What do you mean?"

Long Fuyue glanced at Feng Qianyu. The guy didn't raise his head or open his eyes, and had no intention of answering.

Long Fuyue didn't care whether he believed it or not, so he recounted his soul-piercing experience.

The Southern Region Miracle Doctor's big fat face was full of surprise. You really have to believe it or not: "Soul penetration? This is very strange. You said you come from the future, but I don't know how good your medical skills will be in the future?"

Long Fuyue said with a smile: "Their bone-setting skills are naturally not as good as yours, senior. But in our time, problems with various organs such as the heart could be repaired by surgery, and even the head could be cut open... Smallpox

, the plague has been brought under control, and there are vaccines for some common diseases..."

Today is Sunday, Mumu really couldn’t find anyone to repair it, so she had to buy a USB flash drive, use it to take the essay test, and then ran to the Internet cafe to send it, 55555555555555555. I don’t know if it can be repaired tomorrow. I’m so depressed. Look,

For Mumu’s hard work, give Mumu a collection


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