This sentence caused the faces of the people present to change subtly.

Qin Mo was furious, "I'll go, my mother, I'll put the shit on my head, you're not qualified!"

However, it was not the time to get entangled with these people, so he quickly asked the military doctor to carry Li Yue away on a stretcher.

The more this happens, the more calm you will be. "No matter what, you must save King Yue!"

As he said that, he glanced at Gongsun Wuji. At this time, Gongsun Wuji's eyelids were tumbling, obviously not really in a coma.

This old silver coin is really damn.

But we still have to do it so that we can't get verbal.

"Leave a few people to treat the uncle. He is injured more gently and cannot die!"

Hearing Qin Mo's words, Gongsun Wuji was cursed in his heart.

However, although he was injured, he was very excited.

Li Yue was so seriously injured and died!

Everything was just as Yao Guangzhi had planned.

It's just that it's dangerous.

Fortunately, Li Yue blocked most of the damage for him, otherwise he would have been here today.

When Li Yue was attacked, the entire Cangwu County became nervous.

There are no soldiers who follow the army who are not afraid.

Especially the city defense force and the six gates are responsible for this area, and the responsibility is the greatest.

In Cangwu Military Hospital, Li Yue was carried onto the operating table.

This military hospital was established when Qin Mo came.

There are the best doctors and medicinal herbs in Lingnan here.

Fear of something happening, Qin Mo stayed aside. With the development of surgical medicine in the past two years, surgical operations have made great progress.

Many surgical instruments have emerged.

"Little trash, don't have anything to do. Smallpox didn't take you away, and grenades won't take you away!"

Qin Mo sat aside, the military doctor and nurse were busy.

"Quick, the patient is bleeding heavily, and blood is drawn, and it takes a lot of blood!"

"The Yuewang medical file records the type one (0). Go and ask who is the type one blood, the more the better!"

The military doctor who is the chief of the surgery is Zan Yingshou's apprentice, and he has strong professional skills.

Last time, Li Shilong had an operation and almost lost his bleeding, Qin Mo found a way to let Zan Ying find out the blood type.

Type 0 blood corresponding to type 1 blood.

Type 2 blood is type A blood.

Type 3 blood is type b blood.

Except for the panda blood that cannot be distinguished for the time being, the public blood types have been identified.

Moreover, the main generals have made blood type identification and are slowly promoting to subordinates.

"I, I'm a type of blood!" Qin Mo said quickly: "If you can't kill me, just suck me to death!"

The nurse didn't say nonsense, and came over with a thick iron syringe. "Governor, you haven't drunk today? You haven't gotten sick these two days, are you?"

"No, I'm very good!" Qin Mo looked at the iron syringe and was a little scared, so he simply turned his head over.

Immediately afterwards, a pain came from the left arm, and this tube was at least 150 milliliters.

After one side, he pricked the other side, and four needles were pricked, almost making Qin Mo cry.

But these blood are still not enough.

Fortunately, many generals and officials have a type of blood type, and have 30 to 40 syringes in front and back, which is enough.

Qin Mo stuffed a piece of sugar into his mouth, and the dryness of the mouth faded slightly.

He did everything he could do. If Li Yue really finished his life, he would slap Gongsun Wuji, and then ran to Yuezhou to slap Li Zhi, who was "pretending to be crazy and stupid".

Kill all the people who should be killed and take the whole family to trot.

"Little trash, don't blame me. It's not that I'm just that I'm very powerful, but the enemy is too cunning." Qin Mo sighed in his heart, and he couldn't say anything anxious.

Although Li Yue is a little stupid, he has nothing to say about him.

Even if he becomes the king, he should scold and kick him, but he is still obedient.

Although it does not inherit the memories of the predecessor, the sense of identity and affection are not false at all.

Damn, if you don’t catch these damn people, Qin Mo will not be a human being!

Time passed little by little, and a large number of iron pieces were taken out.

Fortunately, the blood transfusion has not been interrupted, otherwise Li Yue would have been burping a lot earlier.

Two hours later, the operation was completed.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the military doctor Sun Ning stepped forward and said, "Grandmaster, fortunately, the iron sheets on the King of Yue were taken out. Fortunately, they did not hurt important organs.

But... whether you can survive this level is left to fate!"

"Thank you for your hard work!" Qin Mo said, and walked to Li Yue. He was already numb and could not hear anything.

He walked out of the ward and called Gao Yao, "How is Gongsun Laogou?"

"It's nothing serious, I just sewed dozens of stitches." Gao Yao said.

Qin Mo's eyes were like a knife, and it was exactly the same as he thought, "Has the pitcher's grenade caught it?"

"The person who committed the crime was a slave in the original Feng family mansion. He was in his fifties and later died in the explosion!"

"There is no evidence for death!"

Qin Mo sighed. If there were grenades in the city, then such assassination would be endless.

Moreover, the people from the White Lotus Sect also came to Lingnan.

At present, there are not many secret reports about the White Lotus Sect on Xu Que.

He could only hope to prepare for the previous work.

If you don’t catch all these undead things in one go, Lingnan will not be able to live in peace.

And at this time, in another ward.

Gongsun Wuji was in pain and couldn't help but howl, "Damn it, why don't you use Mafei San for me!"

"Uncle Guo, Ma Feisan is in short supply. The capital has not been sent here yet. Please take more responsibility!" As he said that, the military doctor left.

Gongsun Wuji shivered in pain. Just now, the operation was not Ma Fei San throughout the whole process. He forced his mouth to open an opening on his body and took iron tablets.

When rinsing the wound with alcohol, it is absolutely deadly.

Fearing that he bit his tongue in pain, he stuffed a large ball of cloth into his mouth.

I fainted a few times and woke up in pain again.

After the operation, half of his life was lost.

The whole person is as weak as the wind on the horse.

He was not lying down, nor was he leaning against his side, and he hurts everywhere.

"Master, bear with it, it will be fine in two days!" the entourage comforted him.

Gongsun Wuji shouted for a while, but he was no longer in strength. He said weakly: "How is the King of Yue?"

"I don't know the specific situation. It is said that it is a heavy bleeding and has drawn many people's blood!" The man couldn't figure it out. Can he survive with other people's blood?

Hearing this, Gongsun Wuji felt much better.

Li Yue probably couldn't hold on anymore.

Qin Mo is completely finished when he dies.

No matter how great Qin Mo has, he can't even think about turning over.

Everything will be overturned and replayed, and back on the same track as before.

The Gongsun family was still the Gongsun family, and the first foreign relative of the dynasty.

His nephew is also the emperor.

Gongsun Chong doesn’t have to continue suffering in Lingnan.

Thinking of this, Gongsun Wuji felt so happy.

Just then, cheers came from outside, "That's great, King Yue is fine, the operation is successful!"

Cheers resounded throughout the military hospital.

Gongsun Wuji in the ward almost vomited blood, "Can you save me if I blow it like this?"
Chapter completed!