I Became an Anonymous Boss

"What about the other head?"

"That doesn't matter."

"That's right, it doesn't matter if a man's nipples are kept."

"You're talking about this head, that's it?"

"Then which one do you think I'm talking about?"

"Don't make me drive, I'm talking about fingers and toes... Well, your stitches are pretty solid."

"I learned needlework when I was a child. My grandmother taught me. I planned to be a surgeon when I was a child."

"Not now?"

"Surgeons are physical labor. I can't even stand up. I can't do surgery for a long time. It's only been half an hour. My hands are already so sore. I'm too weak to be a surgeon...Okay, the suture is over, Apply a layer of hemostatic powder, it’s really useful, the bleeding stops very quickly.”

"You just soak this thing in water and make it into a paste, and it can stop the bleeding directly when you apply it to the bleeding point. It's easy to use...but it's very expensive."

"How much is this bottle?"

"It can't be bought with US dollars. Its basic materials are 50-year-old bitter blood ginseng, [-]-year-old Wu Xuelian, and [-] kinds of large and small medicinal materials."

"I've never heard of it, it's actually a traditional Chinese medicine?"

"Not really, you can understand it as an upgraded version of many medicinal materials, and its medicinal effect is more than dozens of times that of ordinary purified medicines."

"Can I take it back and analyze the molecular structure?"

"You can try, but it probably won't be resolved."

The chat continued sentence by sentence.

It took about an hour to finish the stitches on the lungs and chest, and then started to stitch the wound on the back.

After another ten minutes passed, Duan Mujin tied a bow on the end of the thread and finished the final stitching. She sat on the bed, her forehead was covered with sweat, and said with a long breath, "It's finally over."

The suturing, which takes nearly an hour, requires a lot of physical strength. If there is no hemostatic powder, the suture is purely manual, and it will not be finished in another five hours.

She looked at the results of her efforts with satisfaction. The wounds on Shirataki's chest and back were treated, and the sutures on Duan Mujin were well done, and the stitches were very neat and beautiful.At this time, a drop of sweat fell down her cheek, and she reached out her hand to catch the sweat to prevent it from falling on the wound.

While taking off the flashlight tied to her head, she looked at the young man's back. After taking off his shirt, the outline of the muscles on his back was clearly visible, not so sharp and angular, not as sharp as a bodybuilder, but full of explosive power.

"Bai Taki?" Duan Mujin lightly touched him, but there was no response.

Her heart suddenly tightened, and she hastily stretched out her hand to hold his neck, and only relaxed after confirming that there was a heartbeat.

He was so exhausted that he fell asleep on the blood-stained bed.

This is not a bad thing, once you fall asleep, the body will start to repair itself at a high speed.

Duan Mujin didn't bother, but the room was in a mess, and she couldn't clean it up, after all, she was also handicapped.

She was about to go out to wash her hands or something, and then she noticed a blood-stained notebook dropped from the coat Shirataki took off.

Picking up the notebook, he flipped through it, and found a page with a plastic string.

The record above came into view, and Duan Mujin, who was out of curiosity, was fascinated.

The notes recorded all the progress of Shirataki's investigations, as well as the entire process of several cases related to Tianxiang Pavilion.

There are not only the general process, but also the specific time, the witness reports of relevant persons, and the oral investigations of different people.

After just a few glances, she suddenly realized that the contents of this notebook must be closely related to Shirataki's injury.

Although she didn't know what some of the information recorded above meant.

For example, the realm of martial arts, for example, the list of people, and for example, the spirit sword or something.

It's like reading a martial arts novel. Although she doesn't know what it is, she quickly substituted into the setting. Modern people have a strong ability to accept it. In fact, this kind of story has already belonged to the category that is not uncommon.

Duan Mujin read the notes. She has a strong ability to empathize, but she grasped the key points within a few minutes.

After a long time, she sighed: "It seems that Bai Taki was injured by the murderer."

"I don't know if he already knows what the identity of the other party is."

"Perhaps he already knows that he can get the answer just by asking. If it is really her, then the secret behind this is not simple..."

Duan Mujin closed the notebook, she already had a rough guess, she just needs to wait for Bai Taki to check it after waking up...

Thinking of this, her curiosity restrained for the time being, and then she realized that her hands and feet had already felt numbness, and the blood flow was not smooth due to holding a posture for too long. She wanted to get up, but found that she was so tired that she could hardly move. , who was already weak, the musculature of his legs degenerated slowly, and he couldn't even walk, relying on the strength of his waist and arms to support his upper body.

At this moment, all she wanted to do was lie down and sleep.

So Duan Mujin leaned against the wall and took a nap thinking about it.

She closed her eyes, and her body slowly slid down by gravity, leaning against the soft pillow, and after a while, she heard the sound of even breathing.

The moonlight shone through the gaps in the curtains and fell on the two of them, covering them with a layer of silver.

Chapter 260 IX Enterprise Level Understanding

Shirataki's sleep lasted the whole night.

Rather than falling asleep, it is better to say that it is completely settled.

The Heavenly Demon True Qi is constantly circulating, the demon power of the Great Return Pill is dissipated in the body, and the flesh and blood are also rapidly regenerating.

It takes about three to five days for his severed hand to grow back, but this is a normal situation. This time, because he took Dahuan Dan, and the blood vessels in the lungs were connected, and the wound was stitched up, even ordinary people can rely on time to recover. self-healing.

His self-healing speed has increased by a whole step, so the excess medicinal power began to automatically repair the broken arm, so when he woke up the next day, a small part of his right hand had grown, but it looked like a The baby's hand has perception, but it looks asymmetrical in size.

Getting up from the bed, Shirataki touched the wound on his chest, and it turned out that he was almost healed. Sure enough, the correct surgical operation and the combination of highly effective medicinal materials can exert the best effect.

Looking back at the blood-stained bed, it was still stained with a certain fragrance, and the fragrance and the smell of blood were mixed together, which was a bit weird.

He opened the window conveniently, letting the breeze blow away the stale indoor air.

Walking out the door, I smelled a tantalizing scent.

Duan Mujin was sitting in the living room, holding a note in her hand and reading it. She had already changed into clean clothes, but Bai Taki clearly remembered that her loose gray dress was stained with blood yesterday. The kitchen not far away Turn on the fire and cook something gurgling.

"Ribs?"

"There's also pig blood, blood-promoting soup, and blood-enriching recipes on video and online. You can learn it and sell it now." Duan Mujin said casually: "I went to the supermarket to buy some ingredients. I think you will be hungry when you wake up, but you The wound is not suitable for takeaway."

Shirataki was a little uncomfortable, he patted the back of his head: "Be normal, I'm scared when you suddenly do this."

Duan Mujin slammed the notebook in his hand: "Turn off the fire, go get some food, I'm hungry too."

Bai Taki caught the notebook, filled the food, and sighed: "I never thought I would have a day when I would eat rich women's soft food."

Because it is glutinous rice, the rice is soft and sticky, so it is really soft rice.

Duan Mujin's attitude is still lukewarm, neither too distant nor close.

The Yata Crow was not even in the mood to continue the van game, and the three eyes glanced this way.

I was very curious about the relationship between these two people, this woman has such a strong aura, not only did she cook, but she also cleaned for a while, she was more like the hostess here than Shirataki.

danger!Rei Hanyu, danger!

It won't work like this.

Miko-sama, do something useful, Miko-sama!

The Yata Yata Crow wanted to parachute Rei Hanyu, but it couldn't do it, and it couldn't intervene in it, so it could only stare and listen.

In addition to being a veteran shareholder of Hanyu Rei, it has to care about Tianmo's love life, and is also curious about what happened.

Who can hurt Shirataki to this extent, he has stayed in the house for more than a day, how did he come out like this?

Self-generated electricity can't cut off the left hand alive?

Could it be that he lost too many games and exploded his lungs?

At most, he was continuously stalked by the old thief Miyazaki until three times of blood and tears flowed from his eyes.

Duan Mujin's cooking skills are indeed good. After living alone for a long time, everyone is a god of cooking.

She sipped the soup, and then some cat tongues spit it out: "It's hot."

Shirataki glanced at it and took his hand: "Give it to me."

He summoned his true energy, and the soup in the bowl suddenly appeared several different small eddies, and the swirling water quickly dissipated the heat of the soup.

Duan Mujin looked at this hand, and asked strangely: "Aren't you hiding now?"

"Is it necessary?" Shirataki raised his baby-sized left hand and touched his chin.

Duan Mujin's eyes were delicate: "The expert is actually by my side."

Shirataki started chatting with her: "You also read the notes, what happened, it's already clear."

Duan Mujin nodded: "It's basically clear, but where did you go?"

Shirataki gave an example: "Do you read light novels?"

Duan Mujin thought for a while and said: "About me, an ordinary college student who suddenly traveled to a different world and obtained the superpower of immortality, so he decided to start killing all directions and found that he could travel back and forth, so he readily accepted this design. Decide and start happily practicing the repeated horizontal jump?"

Shirataki is silent... Good guy, you really got most of your guesses right.

Duan Muqin said immediately: "But I don't believe there is any other world, and there really is... Then why do you come back and forth? The time is also unreasonable."

Bai Taki sipped the soup silently: "What about the web articles?"

Duan Mujin asked bluntly: "So which continent did you go to? Douluo, Dou Qi, horse fighting, bull fighting, cricket fighting?"

Bai Taki coughed out: "The smell is too strong, stop for a while, Lawyer Zhang San wrote a warning."

Duan Muqin glanced: "If you don't want to say it, don't say it, and I won't force you. Instead of going to another world, I'd rather believe that you went to fight aliens."

Shirataki smiled: "Isn't it? Aliens? Ultraman is finally going to invade the earth and start colonization?"

Duan Muqin remained silent, what she was thinking...wasn't it the Killing City?

Then he silently guessed...couldn't it really be the main god's space?

Duan Mujin, who has super high emotional intelligence and understanding ability, didn't ask too many questions.

——Don't ask, asking is obliterating.

It wasn't entirely wild speculation that she would come to such a conclusion.

In her opinion, Shirataki is a cautious person, he often does not reveal his specialness, and has strong self-discipline.