Divine doctor son Ben Hongzhuang

Chapter 2

Apart from storing things, the portable space has no other functions, so she has always used the space as a storage room.

Mo Jiu is an agent, so it is inevitable that she will be injured when she goes on a mission. In addition, she is a doctor herself, so all the medicines and surgical tools in the space should be available.

The space is not small, and in addition to medical supplies, some necessities are also prepared.

After all, as an agent, she has performed many tasks in the wild, so she has also prepared a lot of materials necessary for survival in the wild.

Mo Jiu took out a simple tent from the space, pressed the start button, and immediately set up a tent.

With just such a few simple operations, Mo Jiu was already in a cold sweat.

After entering the tent, she took off her dirty robe and blood-stained inner garment, only to find that she had wrapped her chest with cloth strips at some point.

Although Mo Jiu likes to dress up in a neutral style, she never deliberately wraps her breasts.

Mo Jiu frowned slightly, picked up the scissors and cut off the chest cloth stuck to the skin by the blood, and began to treat the wound.

Because he had to operate on himself, he dared not inject himself with anesthesia. After all, anesthesia could easily cause unconsciousness when it enters the blood.

She took out a bottle of anesthesia spray and sprayed a little on the wound where the operation was to be performed.

Mo Jiu has undergone countless surgeries, but this is the first time he has had such a major operation on himself.Besides, in order to stay awake, she just sprayed some anesthetics on the wound, which was difficult and painful for ordinary people.

There was a wry smile on the corner of Mo Jiu's mouth. He guessed that when Guan Yu scraped his bones to heal his injuries, a doctor still performed the operation, but she had to do it herself.

In addition to his identity as an agent, Mo Jiu also showed himself as a doctor on the surface. He was known as a miracle doctor because of his superb medical skills.

However, this operation, due to the extreme weakness and the pain to be endured, was more laborious than any previous operation.

Layer after layer of sweat came out, and the sweat soaked the white towel tied around his head, but did not drip on the wound.

She gritted her teeth, and finally successfully completed the operation, but she didn't stop what she was doing, and cleaned up all the wounds on her body in one breath, before she slumped on the ground and gasped for breath.

Whether as a doctor or as a patient, what Mo Jiu needs most at this moment is rest.

Mo Jiu took out a clean suit from the space, changed into it, and lay down.

Just as she was about to close her eyes and rest, she seemed to remember something, struggled to sit up, and took out a mirror from the space.

A dull childish face was reflected in the mirror.The little face in the mirror was disheveled, small and yellow, like a malnourished teenager.

But if you look closely, against the backdrop of a small face, the pair of slightly curved peach blossom eyes are extremely bright, adding a lot of color to this disheveled face,
This face resembled Mo Jiu by six or seven points, but compared to Mo Jiu's 20-year-old age, this face seemed much younger. This face was at most fifteen or six years old, not older.

Mo Jiu's proud short black hair has also turned into dull long hair like dry grass at this moment.

Mo Jiu lowered his gaze to the strange robe that he had just taken off on the ground.It seems that the dead bodies outside the tent also have this style of robes.

Mo Jiu has always been calm and calm, and his judgments have always been logical and careful, but this time his thoughts were messed up.

(End of this chapter)