With a "click", the two doors separated, and the operating room door was pushed out.
Han Qingyu looked at the time, it was nearly two hours.
The thin figure of the aunt took the lead and walked out, followed by two rows of disciples and grandsons. It felt like she had regained her old aura.
But she looked a little tired and a little angry at the same time.
"This kind of surgery, when we used to have a big change of clothes, most doctors can do it in less than half an hour..." My aunt stopped as she spoke, turned around and looked back, and said, "This guy."
"Wu Zhi him?"
I was worried that Wu Shi would cause trouble again, but that was wrong. Wasn't he anesthetized? Han Qingyu asked worriedly.
"He, let's talk about him later." The old lady paused and said, "Let's talk about the person who performed the internal surgery on him first... He simply didn't care about human life and dared to do it half-heartedly, making the whole thing a mess."
Wu Shi's implantation surgery was performed in Yujiacun, and the conditions were obvious. Han Qingyu didn't know much about it, so he just nodded without answering.
But my aunt looked like she was very angry. After she calmed down, she was still angry and said:
"If the doctor under me had done this before, I would have had to put him on the operating table to feel it."
This is probably why today took so long. It seemed that the operation was not an easy process. Fortunately, it was successfully completed in the end.
Han Qingyu thanked him seriously.
Xin Yaoqiao took a handkerchief to wipe her sweat from her aunt, then rubbed her shoulders and beat her legs, coaxing her: "My aunt is not angry, she is not angry."
"Okay, grandma, I'm not angry, I'm not angry anymore." The old man was gentle and kind. He held his upturned cheeks with his hands, turned to Han Qingyu and said, "Come with me for a moment."
After that, he left first.
Han Qingyu followed and walked a few steps.
"Where did you find this person?" My aunt turned around and asked after standing still.
"I picked it up in Nepal. I was born in a village belonging to the Yu family." Han Qingyu said honestly.
"Yu family?" My aunt frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Are they descendants of Yu Jinkui's branch?"
"I don't know much about this, and I haven't heard anything specific from Wu Shi," Han Qingyu said, "but he shouldn't be a descendant of their family. He is just a child raised as a war slave."
"Oh, that's it." My aunt nodded, frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "Forget it, you don't know much. I'll wait until he wakes up and I'll ask him myself. I'll let the nurse help me in the next few days. care."
"Thank you, aunt."
"Hmm..." Grandma nodded, raised her head and said, "This person's anesthesia is ineffective, did you know?"
Han Qingyu: "Ah?!"
"It's not completely ineffective, but the maximum dose has been used. He still retains consciousness and wakes up quickly."
Han Qingyu tried to understand the meaning of this expression.
"So at least half of this operation was carried out by himself." My aunt looked a little moved and said, "I have never seen such a person."
Han Qingyu was the same, his whole body was shocked.
"Slaying formation man, don't treat me badly."
My aunt finally said something solemnly.
Wu Shi's body was extremely weak after the operation. Later, when he inquired about the details, he found out that the insertion of the third-generation device on his body was so rough and chaotic that it was unimaginable.
Therefore, repairing internal organs is several times more difficult than wounds.
In this regard, Han Qingyu was not stingy at all. He directly took ten source energy blocks and asked Wu Shi to soak them day and night, and he would take care of them in the future.
After five days of this, Wu Shi finally woke up.
The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Han Qingyu, Ximei, Wenji, He Tangtang, Liu Shiheng and others standing beside the bed. Wu Shi weakly and diligently pulled up the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to smile at them, but No success.
"I'm very happy."
he said in a barely audible voice.
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On the sixth day, Han Qingyu's new sword arrived.
At first glance, the two straight knives looked almost the same as the only sighted legion's standard sword. However, after Han Qingyu held it in his hand, he felt the difference.
There is this kind of blind confidence that you can use them to cut off everything, conveyed from the palm of your hand.
Although the blades of these two swords are actually only half opened.
Half is enough. The concept of sharpness actually means very little when it comes to dead iron. Under the influence of speed and force, its bluntness is also its toughness.
He held the knife under the sun and looked at it carefully. The blue light flowed inadvertently on the blade. Han Qingyu tried to inject liquid source energy into the sword.
Boom, the blue lightning on the blade flashed briefly.
Putting the two knives back on his back, Han Qingyu's inner happiness at this moment was something that no one who had never hung on the battlefield and died parasitically from the blades in his hands could understand or imagine.
Xin Yaoqiao stood in front of him.
Excited, Han Qingyu stretched out his hand, held her shoulder with a little force, looked into her eyes, and said sincerely: "Thank you, shake... Qiaoqiao."
"...Ah, well, you're welcome."
Xin Yaoqiao smiled happily.
"Is there a sparring ground here?" Han Qingyu suddenly asked.
"Huh?" Xin Yaoqiao didn't follow this turn of events.
"I want to try the knife."
"Oh, okay." Qiaoqiao shook her head and then said, "Yes, I'll take you there."
In Wu Shi's ward, He Tangtang hurried in.
Wen Jifei and Liu Shiheng turned their heads at the same time, "Shh, what are you doing?"
"Qingzi and Xi Mei are trying out their swords in the sparring field." He Tangtang said with a somewhat excited expression.
Wen Jifei and Liu Shiheng looked at each other, showing a rather self-defeating temperament, and said, "So what? Is it interesting? Is there anything good to see?"
"Of course there's nothing interesting about that." He Tangtang turned around and said as he walked: "But don't blame me for not reminding you, the girls from the science popularization team and the art troupe of the scientific research institute all went to see Qingzi."
After that, he walked out of the door.
The sound of footsteps behind made the wind sound.
"This is too dangerous. I have to protect Qingzi." Liu Shiheng said as he ran.
"Yes, for Qingzi, those girls are definitely scarier and more difficult to deal with than Dajian." Wen Jifei pulled He Tangtang's arm to speed up and said, "Where is the sparring ground? Come on, I have to help. Qingzi deals with it and kills the demons."
Sparring field.
Han Qingyu and Shen Yixiu were separated in the ring.
What Shen Yixiu was holding were the two knives that Han Qingyu had replaced. Since there were new knives, these two swords had to be handed over for recycling according to the rules, so he might as well give them a try.
I don’t know where the girls in the stands came from, there must be about forty or fifty.
Han Qingyu was a little confused and turned around to look.
A thick coat was wrapped around the tight-fitting one-piece dance suit, and her feet were all white dance shoes.
Thinking of the propaganda team Xin Yaoqiao mentioned before, Han Qingyu understood.
"You are not combatants, why are you looking at this? What's so interesting?" he asked.
A girl in the stands smiled cheerfully and said: "Look at you, Han Qingyu, the strongest in ten years."
"You look good." Another girl answered.
Then there was laughter, and the branches of flowers trembled.
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