Hu Xiaotian threw the removed intestine in a copper basin and asked Zhou Wenju to take it away.
Then, the contents of the severed end are sucked off by a suction device, and then wiped and cleaned with gauze, and the mucosa of the severed end of the intestine is disinfected, and finally the two intestines are sutured together by end-to-end anastomosis.
Hu Xiaotian's technique is clean and methodical, and it is a pleasure to watch his smooth operation.
After the intestinal anastomosis surgery was completed, Hu Xiaotian treated the sword wound left by Murong Feiyan, performed debridement and suturing, and finally sutured the patient's abdomen.
During this period, he instructed Zhou Wenju to stitch up the patient's belly, and after everything was done, he asked Zhou Wenju to go out to rest first, saying that there were still final steps to be completed by himself.
Zhou Wenju thought that Hu Xiaotian must have some unique skills that he didn't want to see, but in fact, this is understandable, and what doctor doesn't keep a hand in front of outsiders.
In fact, Hu Xiaotian has other plans, after Zhou Wenju left, this goods will be the hole single, looking at the flower thief between his legs, he couldn't help laughing out loud, he dared to pick flowers for this resource, although Lao Tzu saved your life, but if you are allowed to leave like this, I don't know how many good women will be harmed in the future, I must give you a profound punishment, and it is best to let you not do evil again from now on.
The most straightforward way is to cut off the root of this guy's life with a knife, but that is too obvious, and I can't explain it to others.
Hu Xiaotian will not use such a simple method, and if he wants to solve the problem fundamentally, there is another one, that is, to make him unable to do personnel from now on, and use surgery to turn him into a silver-like pewter gun head, and this thing can only become an ornament in the future.
The most secret method is to directly cut off the sacral parasympathetic nerve responsible for this function, so that he has no thoughts of this since then, and the most cruel method is to cut off the blood supply to the corpora cavernosa and ligate the internal arterial branches, so that he will never be able to walk on the road again.
Hu Xiaotian can complete this series of vascular ligation surgeries with the smallest incision.
He quickly amputated the cavernous artery and a bulbourethral artery ventral to the urethra, and in less than a quarter of an hour he had done it all.
Looking at the flower thief who was still asleep, Hu Xiaotian was secretly happy in his heart, you will be a living eunuch for me in the future, and I don't want to do bad things again in this life. saved people's lives, but ruined the lifelong happiness of this guy.
Hu Xiaotian didn't have the slightest sense of guilt about this, he was facing a criminal who didn't regret his death, and it was already merciful to spare his life.
The operation has been completed, but Hu Xiaotian has to consider another problem, these people are all outlaws, even if he saves the flower thief, these people may not be able to let them go.
The only way to do this is to delay as much as possible, and easily pour all the blood released by Hu Jinniu into the waste can, if Hu Jinniu sees this situation.
I'm afraid that I will fight with him desperately.
Hu Xiaotian walked out of the door and took off his mask, the night sky was still full of stars, and the sound of the husband knocking on the bang sounded outside, it was already the third watch.
The middle-aged scribe walked slowly towards Hu Xiaotian, although he was the most elegant and polite of the three, Hu Xiaotian intuitively realized that this person was also the most difficult one to deal with.
"What's wrong with my young master?"
Hu Xiaotian smiled indifferently: "Still alive" The middle-aged scribe nodded slowly, this was what he wanted to hear the most.
Hu Xiaotian said: "When will we let us go" "Wait for the young master to wake up."
The middle-aged scribe looked into the room: "Can I?"
Hu Xiaotian nodded.
After the middle-aged scribe walked into the room.
Hu Xiaotian quietly observed the movement in the courtyard, and Liang Dazhuang, Zhou Wenju, and the medicine servant Zhou Xing were all locked in the room on the west side.
There was Humpty Dumpty Hu Jinniu and another companion guarding, and the middle-aged scribe went to visit the flower thief, which means that he was now in a state of no one to watch, Hu Xiaotian's heart moved, wouldn't this be a great opportunity to escape, the wall was only less than three zhang away from him.
And it's not too high, so you can easily climb over it.
It's just that why the middle-aged scribe would be so negligent, and this person's vigilant character is not supposed to be so.
Hu Xiaotian raised his eyes to look around, and suddenly saw a trace of cold light passing on a camphor tree in the southeast, which was obviously a reflection of a sword or something, and he looked at it fixedly.
In the canopy, there were shadows, and there was even a person in ambush, Hu Xiaotian secretly took a breath, it turned out that in addition to the three gangsters he had seen, there were other people.
Turning to look behind, he saw a man in black sitting in the northwest corner of the roof.
The two of them all condescendingly watched all the movements in the courtyard, and Hu Xiaotian wanted to escape, but he was afraid that any slight movement would not escape the eyes of the two.
Hu Xiaotian secretly screamed bad luck, although he used the excuse of blood transfusion to release a lot of Humpty Dumpty's blood, which basically relieved the combat effectiveness of this guy, but there were four more than Humpty Dumpty, and the matter was really troublesome.
The middle-aged scribe came out soon after entering, and he said to Hu Xiaotian: "The young master is still in a coma. ” Hu Xiaotian said: "The wound has been treated, the bleeding has stopped, and waking up is only a matter of time or time." ” The middle-aged scribe nodded, holding the lancet that Hu Xiaotian had just used for surgery in his hand, looking at the knife with interest, and said in a low voice: "Good knife, very sharp." ” Hu Xiaotian was secretly frightened, if the middle-aged scribe had murderous intentions against him now, he was afraid that he would not escape his doom, he smiled and said: "This knife is for healing." ” The middle-aged scribe looked at Hu Xiaotian and said, "I only knew that a knife could kill people in the past, but I didn't know that a knife could also save people." ” Hu Xiaotian said: "No one can say anything about things in this world, some good things will become bad things, and bad things will become good things under certain conditions." ” The middle-aged scribe suddenly stabbed the lancet in his hand at Hu Xiaotian, his shot was as fast as lightning, and Hu Xiaotian didn't even have time to blink before he felt that the cold blade had been attached to the veins in his neck.
Hu Xiaotian forced his composure and said with a smile: "Whoever kills me now can help you save people."
The middle-aged scribe said, "Your mission seems to have been accomplished, so what does it matter if I kill you." ” Hu Xiaotian said: "I knew that you wouldn't be trustworthy, you thought I wouldn't leave anything behind" The middle-aged scribe looked at Hu Xiaotian suspiciously, and after a while, he laughed loudly: "Leave your hand behind" Hu Xiaotian said unhurriedly: "If you kill me now, I dare to guarantee that your young master will definitely give me a funeral." ” The smile on the face of the middle-aged scribe instantly converged, and a powerful murderous aura diffused from his body, like an invisible net, overwhelmingly enveloping Hu Xiaotian, Hu Xiaotian really felt the strong pressure that the other party gave him, but under this pressure, he did not reveal any fear, the more this time, the more psychological competition, if you show weakness, you will be seen by the other party, you show strong courage and enough confidence to force the other party to give in, Hu Xiaotian saw that the identity of the flower thief is very important, His life and death were of paramount importance to these people, and the middle-aged scribe did not dare to risk his life lightly.
Sure enough, the middle-aged scribe finally withdrew the lancet, nodded with a smile and said, "It's a little bold, it's much stronger than Xu Qinglian's pus." ” Hu Xiaotian yawned and said, "It's not early, if you don't sleep, I will sleep too."
He took a few steps in the direction of the west chamber, and looked up habitually, but found that the man in black who was originally sitting on the roof had disappeared without knowing when At this moment, there was a sudden scream, and Hu Xiaotian followed the prestige, only to see the bandit hiding in the camphor tree falling from the canopy of an upside-down onion.
The middle-aged scribe also discovered the abnormality at this time, he raised the lancet in his hand and threw it at Hu Xiaotian's heart, and when he encountered a sudden situation, the first thing he thought of was to get rid of Hu Xiaotian, this person was really vicious.
Hu Xiaotian also reacted in time, fell to the ground and then a lazy donkey rolled, although he took out all the strength to eat, but the action was still not fast enough, and he couldn't avoid the lancet at all, at the critical moment, a cold light shot out from the canopy, and the latter came first, before the lancet shot Hu Xiaotian's body, it hit the lancet, when there was a bang, the two sharp weapons collided less than a foot behind Hu Xiaotian, and then changed direction, Rao is so, the blade of the lancet still flew out with Hu Xiaotian's buttocks, Hu Xiaotian felt a chill on his buttocks, and he didn't bother to check whether he was injured, so he crawled forward and fled forward.
Murong Feiyan's shadow flew out from the camphor tree, and after she threw a flying knife to relieve Hu Xiaotian, she then threw a second one, and this second flying knife went straight to the middle-aged scribe's chest.
The middle-aged scribe snorted coldly, pulled out a soft sword from his waist, and after the soft sword was unsheathed, he instantly stood up straight, and his right hand flicked outward clockwise, and with a bang, the flying knife flew away, and a ray of cold light slanted into the grass.
Murong Feiyan seized this opportunity and flew down from the camphor tree, protecting Hu Xiaotian in front of him, and said coldly: "Bold thief, dare to hold my family hostage" The middle-aged scribe had no desire to fight, and turned and ran towards the room where the flower thief was.
Murong Feiyan raised his feet to chase after him, and the middle-aged scribe threw out a smoke bomb with his backhand, which exploded with a bang, and the courtyard was filled with smoke in an instant.
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Murong Feiyan hurriedly held his breath, the last time he was hit by the peach blossom miasma, he still remembered it vividly, if he was hit again, he would die of shame if he was only ashamed.
Hu Xiaotian covered his mouth and nose with his cuffs, he couldn't distinguish the direction in the smoke, and when the smoke cleared, he found that he was still standing in place, Murong Feiyan was less than three feet away from him, Hu Xiaotian was overjoyed, rushed forward and tried to give Murong Feiyan a warm hug, but was stopped by her cold and vigilant gaze, this thing stood in place embarrassedly, and said with a smile: "Feiyan, I knew you would come to save me." ” At this time, two more figures rushed out from the west wing, but it was Humpty Dumpty who escaped with the support of another companion.
Murong Feiyan couldn't let them escape again, he waved his sword and rushed forward, and the bandit who was holding Humpty Dumpty saw that the momentum was not good, so he actually threw Humpty Dumpty Hu Jinniu there, turned around and fled.
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