Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

Could this be the legendary evil cultist?

Judging from his age, he should not be a junior believer at the lowest level. Even if he is not the leader of the cult, he should at least be the second in command.

Huang Zhixing looked down at his lying master again. Although he was only 25 years old, he was already the leader of the famous Black Bat Gang in the underworld.

The Black Bat Gang is ruthless and ruthless, unafraid of power, and can be both good and evil.

Even if the gang leader has a bad reputation, compared to the person in front of him, he is simply too righteous and too kind, okay!

Huang Zhixing had just made up his mind that he would report what had just happened to his master after he woke up. However, that would require his master to be alive!

If his master was disemboweled in front of him and died in the hands of this evil old man, Huang Zhixing felt that he would not survive. How would he explain this to the other brothers in the gang?

But at this moment, he suddenly saw the old man stretched out his hand and put it into the wound of his master, and unexpectedly, wow!

Huang Zhixing looked at the pile of things the old man had taken out, and felt nauseous and turned his head away.

"If you want to spit it out, go far away. You still say you have seen the world." Mu Yingbao reminded without even looking at him.

Upon hearing Mu Yingbao's words, Huang Zhixing gritted his teeth and swallowed the food that was already in his throat, then pulled out a dart.

"Hey, what are you doing? I'm telling you, if you don't want your master to get into trouble, don't do anything rash." Mu Yingbao still had one hand in Kong Lian's abdomen. Seeing this scene, he was startled and warned.

Huang Zhixing looked at her fiercely without any response, raised his hand, and with a puff, stabbed the dart in his hand into his thigh.

Ah? This, this is too exaggerated, right? Mu Yingbao also understood what was going on; "Actually, you don't have to be like this. If you can't stand it, you can go out. I can do it alone." Mu Yingbao thought this person was too crazy.

Huang Zhixing was sweating profusely on his forehead, but he still didn't say anything. Seeing that Mu Yingbao had one hand in her master's chest and was looking at him with horror, he quickly pointed at her, signaling her to do something serious.

In fact, it was not that he didn't want to speak, but he didn't dare to, for fear that once he opened his mouth, the things stuck in his throat would come out and embarrass his master.

He is the master's confidant, and he cannot tolerate being laughed at.

The pain in his diaphragm calmed him down a lot. As long as his master was okay, it was good. If he really couldn't wake up, he would kill the old man and then commit suicide to make amends.

"Are you really okay? I have some hemostatic medicine here, how about I apply some to you first?" Mu Yingbao asked kindly as she looked at the area on his leg where the handle of the flying sword was exposed and blood was slowly oozing out.

Huang Zhixing was so angry that his eyes were blazing with fire. Whose injury was the most important right now?

"Okay, okay, don't get excited. I know you're a hero and you can hold on." Mu Yingbao saw that the other person didn't appreciate his kindness at all, so he just let it go.

Returning his gaze to the present, he continued to carefully turn out the pile of things, which turned out to be a large tumor.

Mu Yingbao felt that he was lucky, and Kong Lian was also lucky because the tumor in his chest was benign. Now, all he had to do was find the growth point.

Soon, Mu Yingbao found what he was looking for and breathed a sigh of relief. The tumor was very large, weighing more than ten pounds, but the growth point was very small, and the location was still easy to cut, a little distance away from blood vessels. He picked up the forceps to clamp the growth connection point, then picked up the scalpel and gently cut it.

She put the scalpel back into the tray and was about to reach out her hand when she looked across at the man with angry eyes and a face full of cold sweat, who was obviously very nervous but still standing firm.

"This, you take it out." She pointed to the tumor.

Huang Zhixing shook his head subconsciously. How could he take out the things in his master's body? And then put them back in later? Wouldn't it be best to pile them in the current position?

"Are you stupid? This thing is useless. Your master is feeling unwell because of this thing. I am cutting it off now. If you don't remove it, I will not care if it presses on your master and makes him unable to breathe.

Or do you think it's a pity to cut it off? Then I'll stuff it back into your master's mouth. What do you think? Can you make up your mind? Do you want to go out and discuss it with someone?" Mu Yingbao found the man's reaction very funny.

Although this should be a serious occasion, she still wanted to laugh.

Huang Zhixing frowned, thinking about what the old man said, and then thinking about his master's previous symptoms. One side of the chest cavity was much higher than the other, so it seemed to make sense that something had grown inside that shouldn't have grown.

Forget it, now that it has come to this, I'll just listen to this evil old man.

"Hey, do you want to come again? I can lend you this." Mu Yingbao saw that he was biting his lips, so she held back her laughter and asked while picking up the scalpel she had just used and handed it to him.

Huang Zhixing was so angry that he didn't care about his own discomfort. He reached out and picked up the big meat ball. The fleshy feel made the hair on his body stand up again.

The tumor was removed, and Mu Yingbao stopped teasing the man opposite him and focused on treating the wound inside. He sutured the incision at the growth point and checked it again to confirm that there was no other problem, and then sutured it immediately.

The inner, middle and outer layers were all sutured. After checking Kong Lian's pulse and finding no abnormalities, he took a breath, but when he raised his head he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The tumor that had just been removed was still in the hands of the man opposite. His face was pale, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and there was a pool of blood at the foot of the leg that was pierced by the dart.

"Are you stupid? I've told you so clearly that the thing is useless. You can put it anywhere you want, even throw it on the ground. But you hold it like a treasure. Do you want to leave it for your master to see? Or what?"

I'm telling you, this thing can't be stewed and eaten as meat." Mu Yingbao felt that this person was really stubborn.

Ugh! Huang Zhixing couldn't hold it in any longer after hearing this, because he was holding the "meat" cut from his master in his hands, and he couldn't free his hands to hit himself again, so he turned around and vomited.

"Well, it's not shameful to be afraid, but why bother if I couldn't hold on in the end? It's just a waste of time to save face!" Mu Yingbao sighed and talked to himself.

Even so, Huang Zhixing did not throw what he had in his hand on the ground. He still held it and tilted his body, continuing to vomit.

Li Gang saw that the old man had sewed up the master's chest and the master was still breathing.

He just saw that the old man had sewed up his master's chest, and the master was still breathing, so he should be fine.

Judging from the expression and tone of the evil old man, he must have been successful, so no matter how angry he was, he didn't dare to disrespect the old man.

You know, if the master is really recovered, then this old man will be the master's benefactor. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the master's second parent.

Mu Yingbao turned around and poured out the water that was stewing on the stove, washed his hands three times, took out a pill, pried open Kong Lian's mouth, and fed it into his mouth.

Then, pack up your surgical instruments.

Suddenly someone outside the door asked loudly, "It's been so long, why is there no movement? Zhixing, Zhixing? What's going on inside?...