Chapter 496 (1/2)

But I saw the washbasin under the hospital bed.

It seems that he is not like a washbasin, but like a basin for washing clothes. It is estimated that even one side of the water can be filled inside.

It looks shocking.

Use this basin to collect blood.

Don't you say I'll put a basin of blood later?

The third uncle has also seen the world. Although he sells fish, he is not uncommon to kill pigs. The lack of knowledge makes him inevitably compare people with pigs.

Usually, after killing a fat pig, you may not be able to receive so much blood, let alone yourself.

At present, this basin does not mean to cure yourself, but also to live your own life.

Although it's 80 years old, the mole ants in this world still live secretly, not to mention people?

Liu dada's other science fiction masterpiece, China 2185, doesn't the living old men of two or three hundred years old still want to die?

It can be imagined that human desire is difficult to eliminate. What is the third uncle doing here for treatment? Just two more years?

At present, it seems that there are two things to say whether you can cure your disease or not. The key is that you may not be able to get off the operating table.

He trembled and stretched out his wrinkled, skin wrapped, dry as firewood, like chicken feet.

Then he trembled and said to He Feng, ”He Feng, don't forget it. Third uncle, it's not a matter for me to cure.”

He Feng just shook his head, and then said to him, ”what do you mean, forget it. After so much effort, I just came to treat you. It's only half cured. You don't want to treat it. It's no good. It's a waste of my great effort. You haven't been cured. You have to continue.”

After listening to his words, the third uncle's face was as gray as death, but thinking that he could not resist the He Feng in front of him, the third uncle simply had a horizontal heart, and then lay in bed as gray as death.

It's like I've accepted my fate.

Just like the mice in the laboratory, let he Feng toss about like this.

However, the third uncle's heart is still a little uncertain.

Turning around, he raised his head again and said to He Feng, ”He Feng, why don't we put less blood so early? Third uncle, I'm an old bone. I don't think I can survive!”

He Feng listened to his words, a little strange, then frowned and asked the third uncle, ”I said, third uncle, what's the matter with you? If you have something to say, don't hide it. It's all your own people.”

”Well, if you make such a big basin and bleed, don't you mean to give me to Xicheng people?” the third uncle said with some trembling.

The more people live, the more timid they are.

Not at all. When I was young, I went down to the reservoir to fish.

You know, the third uncle was a famous ”white note in the waves”.

In the water, it's more powerful than on your own Kang.

After listening to the third uncle's words, he Feng laughed, and then said with some sarcasm: ”I said, third uncle, don't frighten yourself. This basin was taken by Xiao Dong. If you want to ask her about anything.”

After listening to He Feng's words, the third uncle spilled a happy expression on his face. Then he hurriedly asked, ”so this basin is only big, not that you want to put so much blood?”

He Feng nodded slightly and said, ”well, I'll start. You always have to cooperate well, otherwise I won't be responsible for anything.”

After saying that, he Feng's fingers, like a string, quickly pulled up. In a flash, the dozens of silver needles on the third uncle's leg were pulled down by him and dropped into the tray.