"If this’ girl’ is going against herself, I’m afraid no one in the audience can stop her. What’s the matter with you?" Cao Ge said secretly in his heart

"Yes," Zeluo said softly.
"Well," Cao Ge consciously bit his back molar … It must be false to say that he is not nervous.
Zeluo held out the index finger of his right hand-this finger is slender but not bony. The skin on the surface is soft and white, and the nail cover on the front end is bright and shiny, which is like a perfect flaw art.
Ke Lan’s consciousness is associated with a metaphor of "green jade finger" that often appears in many novels, and Zeluo’s finger really looks like it was carved from warm jade-but the tip of this "green jade finger" is not sharp, but the nail touches Cao Ge’s skin and pierces it without any obstacles!
She pointed out that Cao Ge’s muscles were like a piece of tender tofu.
Cao Ge’s eyebrows jumped for two pairs, and the pain was not enough for him to scream.
On the contrary, the medical soldier stood in the same place for half a second before reacting to debut. "This … this has not been disinfected yet!"
Ze no didn’t speak, but Cao Ge turned his head and stared back at the medic.
But in a second, his facial expression was twisted violently, as if he were in great pain …
Cao Ge’s legs twitched and kicked involuntarily. Kelan could see that he seemed to be trying to suppress his physical reaction-his mechanical hand had pinched the metal chair armrest into a crumpled scrap iron.
"Can’t you give him anesthesia again and again first …" Kelan murmured that Zeluo had pulled out his finger when he was considering whether to knock Cao Ge out and "physical anesthesia" was used to reduce his pain.
Cao Ge’s whole person first shivered suddenly, and then he took off his power and collapsed on the chair surface.
"Suture the wound" Zeluo said to the medic who was on standby at any time. The latter quickly took out a few sterile cotton balls from the front forceps and wiped the wound on Cao Ge’s arm.
"Just suture directly without disinfection or debridement," Zeluo added. "I have treated the wound and it won’t be infected."
"But it doesn’t conform to the process-"
Before the medic finished speaking, he was interrupted by Cao Ge’s powerful voice "Do as she says"
"But, but …"
"Even if there is any problem, you are not responsible for it." Cao Ge added that the medic took out the needle and thread to sew the wound.
Cao Ge’s arm wound is not big, but only two centimeters deep. After three stitches, the medic cut the thread and put a piece of white plaster on the wound surface. The whole process took less than five minutes.
After all this, the medic was stupefied for a short time before he packed up his things-he just violated more than a dozen exercise rules in the process of sewing the wound. If this is a clinical skill exam, I’m afraid he won’t get the qualification certificate in his life.
"That’s it?" Koran glanced at is gasping Cao Ge and looked at the ze no asked.
"Good" Zeluo nodded and held out the finger drawn from Cao Ge’s arm.
Kelan noticed that a soybean-sized, dark green droplet was shaking slightly at her fingertips.
"Is this the residual toxin of Cao Ge?"
Zeluo nodded again and took the medicine cup that Cao Gelai had just drunk, and dumped the liquid in.
Suddenly a "before" burning came from the bottom of the cup to see a white smoke rising from the cup and the foul smell suddenly filled the cabin.
Koran looked into the cup and saw that a small hole had been etched in the bottom of the cup. If Zeluo hadn’t reached out and caught the droplet again, it would have landed on the floor.
Kelan really thinks that this thing may be able to erode the whole warship.
"This toxin has undergone many mutations. Previously, although his biological agents can suppress this toxin, they will also encourage this toxin to constantly optimize itself … At this rate of development, if I don’t eliminate the toxin for him, he will live for one year at most," Zeluo said to Kelan.
"How do you feel?" Koran glanced at Cao Ge-the latter has slowed down at this time. He sat up and moved his original arm wrapped in bandages for some incredible activities.
"There’s a kind of … I can’t say it. It feels like a dream … no, even the pain in the dream has never let me go, but now those painful memories are like a dream …" Cao Ge said and couldn’t help but look at the still expression. Ze Luo’s eyes are full of passion
In the past, the fear of Zeluo has disappeared.
"Thank you very much …" Although his steps were a little vain, he still held on and bowed to Zeluo very sincerely. "If you have any requirements, I can meet them personally."