"Indeed." The maid nodded and did not refuse.

Seeing that the other party was calm and composed, Ji Ran subconsciously believed him. She nodded, took the two of them to the side and sat down, making a "please" gesture.

A very simple small square coffee table, a few straw mats, water, a stove, and charcoal.

When Mr. Luo saw this, he took the initiative to make tea.

Ji Ran frowned subconsciously, but did not stop her because the maid had already started talking, and she subconsciously concentrated on her words.

"First of all, the operation begins by cutting open the skin bag and peeling out the patient's complete soul..."

Ji Ran's pupils shrank subconsciously, but she was not too shocked. She had considered this idea of ​​therapy before, but the follow-up operation was too difficult and risky, so she had to give up.

However, isn’t Mr. Luo good at acupuncture books...

As Ji Ran listened, she became more and more frightened, and even broke into a cold sweat, not because of the boldness and craziness of this treatment, but because of the method that sounded completely beyond her cognition.

The burning charcoal on the small stove crackled a little, and Ji Ran subconsciously said: "How to get rid of it... The soul has a form but no reality. Any touch to the soul must be extremely careful..."

She rubbed her eyebrows and said, "This is not as simple as debriding the wound or removing the rotten flesh. Do you have tools on hand that can cut open the soul? Can you let me see it?"

Her attitude was still good, mainly because no one had ever been able to discuss this aspect with her in such depth... She even subconsciously forgot that Mr. Luo next to her was the real owner, and it seemed that the real owner was about to take the tea.

It's cooked.

The aroma of tea becomes more and more intense.

…

Outside the room, the holy hands who could no longer extract more from Zhong Jing stretched out their hands and dispersed with unfinished thoughts, finally confirming one thing.

That is this white-headed guy. He is really just talking about it as usual, and he shamelessly wants more consultation time... time, count the time?

"I said, this stick of incense has passed long ago, right?"

"How long has it been now?"

"It seems...two sticks of incense have been burned?"

hiss--!

Yuhuatian breathed out slowly and looked at the door with a solemn face - he already knew how much time had passed, but the door did not open.

Yu Huatian didn't intend to think about the most perfect ending, but he just thought in his heart that this was at least a good direction... He glanced at Wen Duo subconsciously.

I saw Wen Duo squinting his eyes after reading a book on medical skills, as if he had read something extraordinary and pondering over it carefully, and then he threw away the book after reading it.

Yu Huatian twitched the corner of his mouth as he remembered a small incident from the past.

Once, he asked Wen Duo to help look up some information, and gave him the key to the [City of White Steel] database - Wen Duo was also like this. He stayed in the database for half a month. Since that time, [

The secretary of Baigang Jinyi] almost had a career, this guy actually memorized the entire database.

But this was a good thing. Yuhuatian later doubled this guy’s monthly salary...

…

Discussions about treatment options continue.

The maid told the story in great detail, and Ji Ran listened very carefully.

Mr. Luo watched with interest, and subconsciously thought of the maid lady's private class... He thought about it, and it seemed that he hadn't attended the maid lady's after-school cram school for a while.

The nearest doctor's gown, nurse uniform, etc... Emmm?

Mr. Luo lifted up the teapot and skillfully poured tea into the cup.

He poured three glasses.

"Tea."

The two cups were pushed in front of the maid and Ji Ran at the same time. Ji Ran, who was too focused, picked it up and took a sip, "Then, what will you do next..."

The maid sister felt warm. She glanced at her master softly with her charming blue eyes. After thinking about it for a while, she began to answer the other party's questions carefully.

For the third cup of tea, Mr. Luo also pushed it forward.

Then, the teacup disappeared.

He whispered: "Tea."

…

"Tea."

In the courtyard filled with flowers, birds, insects and fish.

Looking at a cup of tea appearing out of thin air, both the woman holding the little girl and Yuan Shu standing next to her were silent.

Only the fragrance of tea overflows.

Yuan Shu suddenly started up, and the sharp blade in the black scabbard in her hand bounced with a loud click.

The woman suddenly waved her hand, shook her head slightly, and looked at the tea cup on the stone table in the pavilion, feeling a little dazed... Only the little girl in her arms looked at all this with a face filled with wonder.
Chapter completed!