It's reasonable to operate on a ghost without anesthesia

(This chapter celebrates the upgrade from 6.4 to 6.5!!!)

After reading the memory hidden in Hongmao's heart, which all building leaders don't know.

In the clinic hall, there was only silence, and the silent tears of two girls and a female ghost.

Luo Ping cut off the tumor of resentment in Hong Mao's heart bit by bit without making a sound.

Every movement is carefully.

Be very careful every time you cut the knife.

Because it is a conscience.

A conscience that has been deeply hurt once, but is still beating strongly now.

If other ghosts came to heal the disease, Luo Ping would probably directly use a knife to do it.

Anyway, it can be recovered later with regeneration ability.

But Luo Ping really couldn't let go of Hongmao's heart.

Originally, Luo Ping only needed half a minute to complete such a small operation to remove a heart tumor.

You don't even need to use the nine-fold blade, a skull-crushing hammer, a coffin nail, one nail and one pry, it's enough.

But this time, it took more than an hour.

The continuous consumption of mental power caused more and more beads of sweat on the top of Luo Ping's head. Fortunately, Ning Xiaochun kept wiping his sweat away.

"All right!"

Luo Ping removed the tumor, and used his regenerative ability to heal the heart with a gap.

"I have to say, you are the strongest patient I have ever seen. This operation has been done until now, and I have never cried out in pain."

As Luo Ping said, he also glanced at Yi Hen who had been watching from the side.

At this moment, the first hate was a little ashamed.

In the next moment, First Hate suddenly remembered something.

"No! Hongmao is dumb, isn't it normal that he doesn't cry out for pain?"

Luo Ping asked Ning Xiaochun to pull over the chair, and sat on it weakly.

"Half of Hongmao's disease is heart tumor, and the other half is heart disease."

Yi Hen scratched his head and asked, "There are two tumors?"

Luo Ping really wants to give the first hate a kick, what kind of books do you read every day?

"Heart disease refers to mental illness."

"In fact, Hongmao can speak, but because he had nowhere to express his grievances, he has not spoken now."

"Actually, the red hair can already speak."

"It's just that we still need an opportunity."

The three ghost tower chiefs immediately began to come up with ideas.

"Doctor Luo, I heard that if you have a mental illness, you can take him to the place where he stayed before, and maybe he can recover!"

"That's amnesia! Dr. Luo, I heard that there is a kind of hypnotherapy, is it enough to sleep more?"

"Heart disease needs a heart medicine doctor! Doctor Luo, just say what you eat can make your red hair heal!"

Luo Ping sighed helplessly.

How did these three great cleverness become the boss of the building!
Are you giving Hei Ye money?

"I'm a doctor, I know how to treat. Come..."

As Luo Ping said, he exchanged a big red apple from the mall and handed it to Xia Wushuang.

"Stand against the wall with the red hair, stand at attention. Then put the apple on his head."

Xia Wushuang pulled Hong Mao to stand against the wall with a puzzled expression on his face. After placing the apple, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with this posture.

And because I did it for more than an hour with full concentration.

Now Luo Ping is so tired that he can only sit on a chair.

He took out the mother-child nine-fold blade from his pocket, and with a shake of the mother blade, the nine child blades floated beside his hand.

Then, Luo Ping snapped his fingers.

Sensing Luo Ping's thoughts, the white coat automatically lifted two corners of his clothes to block his eyes.

"Red hair, you have to be careful~"

"Scream if you're afraid!"

"Red hair, why don't you call twice now?"

Although the three building chiefs didn't say it directly, it could be seen from their teasing tone that they didn't think that Dr. Luo would really throw the Ziren in his hand.

Maybe it's because I want to tease the red hair, maybe I can talk with a smile!
Even Hong Mao didn't think that a doctor who saved lives and healed the wounded would really throw a knife at him while blindfolded.

Although the red hair also knew that it was easy for him to make a sound when he was frightening himself.

But maybe it's because I haven't spoken for too many years, and I have forgotten how to speak.

Perhaps it was the grievances accumulated in my heart that had nowhere to cry out, which made me unable to speak.

In short, although Hongmao was moved by Doctor Luo to think of such a way to stimulate him, he knew that he really couldn't speak.

But, is the red hair really unable to speak?

Swah——

puff!
"what!?"

Luo Ping flew out with a knife, and directly opened a hole in Hongmao's thigh!

The three ghost tower chiefs next to him screamed in fright.

Luo Ping listened carefully, well, he couldn't tell who was who.

"Is the red hair calling?"

"No. It's the three ghost building leaders next to me!" Xia Wushuang's tone was full of helplessness.

Luo Ping continued to treat, and the second knife flew out.

Swah——

puff!
This knife opened a hole in Hongmao's other thigh!

The couple are right-left symmetrical, very good match!

Seeing this scene, the three ghost tower chiefs hugged each other in fright, especially the female ghost who hadn't seen a doctor and the ghost with a broken arm.

Both of them moved slowly towards the door of the clinic tacitly.

From the first hatred of suddenly picking out the eyeballs, to the red-haired apple being thrown with a knife!

Is this really a clinic?
I don't think my condition seems too serious.

I want to go home.

"Doctor Luo, both of your knives have landed on the red-haired thigh."

Ning Xiaochun kindly reminded.

Luo Ping snorted, picked up the third subblade from the side, and aimed upwards.

Seeing that the direction Luo Ping was aiming at this time seemed to be too upwards, Hongmao couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Well, at least this time...

I go!

What a parabola!

The previous two throwing knives were as fast as lightning!

But this time the flying knife turned out to be a parabola that started to fall halfway through its weak flight.

Watching the flying knife slowly fall towards him, this feeling is like downloading 99.99% of the thunder, which makes the ghost despair!

click!
Hongmao stretched his neck forward vigorously, biting the sub-blade with his teeth.

At this moment, Hongmao just felt that certain parts of his body were wet, and he didn't know whether it was sweating too much or too much other fluids.

Fortunately, I grabbed this sub-blade by myself.

However, when the red hair raised his head and looked at the blindfolded Luo Ping, he suddenly found that Luo Ping was holding three sub-blades in his left hand and three sub-blades in his right hand.

"This time with six rounds, I'm sure to hit it!"

The three ghost building chiefs near the door looked at Hong Mao's bleeding legs, and at the six Ziren blades that were about to be thrown out at the same time in Luo Ping's hand, they all held their breath in fright.

And Hongmao stared wide-eyed, watching the six sub-blades being thrown out by Luo Ping, attacking at his eyebrows, eyes, throat, heart and a certain place that could not be hurt from six different angles.

Doctor, are you really blindfolded?

The surname is Luo, your ancestor's surname is Li and you have been admitted to Tanhua!

"I'm fucked..."

On this day, Hongmao finally learned to speak.

But who would have thought that the first sentence in Weird World would be so environmentally friendly?
Even, because the emotions in his chest were finally vented, the whole red-haired ghost cheered up, and his realm even broke through to the red-clothed level!

Hearing Hongmao's voice, Luo Ping, as a doctor with holy hands and a benevolent heart, put down the corner of his white coat, and looked at Hongmao, who was kneeling on the ground and still shivering, with a smile on his face.

"See how happy he is, he's trembling."

First Hate and Broken Arm Ghost hugging each other near the door nodded repeatedly.

You say happy, he is happy!

You are a doctor and you are right!

But the female ghost had already been lying on the ground secretly, ready to push open the door of the clinic and crawl out quietly.

"This female patient, if you are in a hurry, I can check you first."

When the female ghost heard this, she couldn't help but began to tremble with joy.

At least Luo Ping thought so.

"I'm worried that I didn't bring enough medical expenses, so I asked the servants outside to bring me some more."

As the female ghost said, she got up from the ground, opened the door and gave instructions to the outside, then turned her head to Luo Ping with a simple yet hypocritical smile.

"He's in a hurry! He comes first!"

Before she finished speaking, the female ghost kicked the broken-arm ghost out.