It's reasonable to operate on a ghost without anesthesia

Tick!
Tick!
With the first hate, the dying tissues in the eye sockets were quickly cleaned up.

Luo Ping reached out and stuffed his eyeballs.

"Mister number one, how do you feel now?"

"Alright! Alright! Alright!"

The first hate didn't even open his eyes, so he kept shouting.

It's really that Luo Ping's medical methods are too horrible!

But Yi Hen wiped the blood on his face and found that he could indeed see clearly with his right eye.

At this moment, my eyes were bright and clear like never before.

"Miraculous Doctor Luo, you are worthy of being a divine doctor!"

Saying that, Yi Hen came down from the operating table, and his vision widened, which made him seem to know the world anew at this moment.

"Master Luo, thank you!"

At this moment, it was the grievance of the one-eyed dragon who had been ridiculed countless times.

At this moment, I have been saddened to drive past other ghosts countless times because of blind spots in my vision.

At this moment, I have read countless times because I missed a few lines because of the lack of one eye.

Everything disappeared with the recovery of the right eye.

In an instant, the blood surged in the heart of the first hate, and the tip of his heart was filled with joy.

A strong breath rippling out!
Finally, the first hate with a complete perspective, broke through to the level of red!
"Master Luo, I know that you don't treat patients just to make money, but to pay more attention to morality than money!"

"I'm a book ghost, seeing you is like seeing a bosom friend. Here are my collection of books for so many years, and I give them to you!"

As First Hen came to the door of the clinic and shouted outside, a group of ghosts immediately brought in four large boxes.

Although Luo Ping doesn't like to read books, he gets sleepy when he reads them.

But I also have to admit that as long as the books in these four boxes are not inappropriate for children, they will be helpful to me.

"Thank you Mr. First. Who will come to see the doctor next?"

Luo Ping looked towards the three building chiefs leaning against the corner with horror written all over their faces.

Mr. No. [-] also immediately explained to the three companions: "Master Luo's medical skills are really good! Look at my eyes, it's done! It's all done!"

Although First Hate's tone of voice, eyes, and even expression were extremely sincere.

But can you wipe off the blood on your face first?

Especially the female ghost, she was almost wet from fright!
He pushed the red-haired ghost out.

"This gentleman, what's your name? Looking at your red hair, is your old age unlucky?"

The other party smiled dryly at Luo Ping twice, but did not speak.

The first hate quickly explained.

"Doctor Luo, this one has no name. We have always called him Hongmao! Because he is dumb. This time I came to see you, just to see if he can be cured and speak again."

Luo Ping looked at Hongmao carefully, and couldn't help being surprised.

【Red-haired ghost】

[Level: Level 60 (Evil Ghosts)]

[Combat power: It seems to be obedient, and it's time to strike hard! 】

[Introduction: Because he was covered in blood when he died unjustly, that's why he has red hair! 】

【Symptoms: Injustice, Poison and Sadness】

[Condition description: I have suffered a huge injustice and tragic death, which caused the resentment to become a tumor with spikes in the heart like a substance, stinging the conscience. 】

[Treatment plan: Tumor resection (physiotherapy), voice rehabilitation (psychotherapy)]

Looking at the two treatment options, Luo Ping realized that Hongmao's condition was not that simple.

And as Hong Mao lay on the operating table, he cut open his chest and observed the tumor in his heart, and realized the seriousness of the problem.

A sea urchin-like tumor radiating a lot of resentment is now stuck in the middle of Hongmao's heart.

"There are many kinds of hearts of ghosts, but Hongmao's heart is a conscience."

Luo Ping was shocked by Hongmao's heart.

"And it's the second-largest conscience I've ever seen in my medical career!"

After Yi Hen's eyes recovered, he was extremely curious about everything and was watching the surgery right now.

"Whose conscience is the biggest conscience?"

Luo Ping smiled embarrassedly, "It's my conscience."

Xia Wushuang sneered in his heart: You still have a conscience! ?As long as you have a conscience as big as a peanut, you won't be able to sell hot pot water for 100 coins a bottle!
Luo Ping continued to check Hongmao's heart, and as Ziren touched the tumor formed by the resentment, a lot of resentment began to spew out.

At the same time, the past of that period of red hair also appeared in the hall of the clinic like a slide show.

Hongmao was a small street vendor before his death, relying on the meager income from selling roasted cold noodles to support his family.

One day, I saw a little gangster bullying a little girl at the school gate.

Although the little girl was dressed in cool and breathable clothes, this was not an excuse for the indifference of passers-by around her after she was bullied.

So, the red hair made a move!

Under the heavy punch, the little gangster was beaten away with one punch.

He took off his clothes and put them on for the little girl who didn't have much clothes on. Just as he was comforting him, the little bastard who ran back slapped him on the head with the brick in his hand.

That day, the blood on Hongmao's body was very hot.

That day, the blood on passers-by was very cold.

Later, the uncle who was still sweeping the road found Hongmao fainted in the alley and sent him to the hospital.

And the family, which was not wealthy, naturally couldn't support Hongmao's medical expenses.

His wife tried every means to help Hongmao apply for a reward for his bravery.

At least with this money, the red hair can be cured.

But it never occurred to her that the family of the little girl who was rescued was worried that the gangsters would retaliate, so she was unwilling to testify.

The relatives even shouted that they had no money while eating roasted kidneys.

In the end, the students at the school heard that the uncle who sold the cold noodles at the door had acted bravely but had no money to see a doctor, so they asked the school for help.

School, after all, is a place for teaching and educating people.

After learning about this, the school leaders immediately held a school meeting and told the teachers and students of the school: the things outside are not clean, and they are not allowed to eat outside in the future!If you find out, you will be fined!You are only allowed to go to the canteen contracted by your sister-in-law and the canteen contracted by your sister-in-law to buy food!

In the end, some enthusiastic students chipped in to help Hong Mao tide over this difficulty.

The suffering of a good person is never temporary.

As soon as Hong Mao came out of the hospital, he was arrested by the relevant department.

The reason is that he beat up the punk.

The little gangster also went to the hospital for an injury check. The bridge of the nose was twisted, a minor injury, and he could be sentenced!

The little girl who was rescued by Hongmao was even willing to testify about being beaten for the gangster, but she didn't mention anything about Hongmao saving her who was about to be raped.

That night, Hongmao died inside.

Many say he died of a heart attack.

And that day, his heart really died.

A conscience that has been boiling hot is pierced by the sharpness and sharpness of reality, as if this conscience that has been beating upright for more than thirty years has never lived.

It shouldn't be alive either!