Chapter 1737

Now even the blind can see that the old man's condition is deteriorating rapidly.

"This..."

This scene directly scared the middle-aged doctors into stupidity.

He never thought that he just pulled out a needle, even let the disease go down sharply? What the hell is going on here? Who can tell me!

"Idiot!"

Seeing this scene, Qin Luo no longer hesitated. He grabbed the needle from the middle-aged doctor's hand, and then went straight to the old man, and then stabbed in.

Needle in, disease removed!

In an instant, the old man's breathing began to be symmetrical again.

Wtf？

Is that what it means?

Magic or trash!

Root needle wine saved your life?

Robertson was so stupid.

He asked himself that he had never seen such a thing in his more than 20 years.

"God, please tell me what's going on here? Is it your will? " Robson muttered to himself, in horror.

God? There is no God in this world.

Qin Luo smiles and says, "I don't know if there is a God in the world. But if you want to ask why his illness can be cured, you can ask me, because I did it. I saved him."

Wtf？

You saved him?

Robertson felt his world view was about to collapse.

Originally, he believed that Qin Luo was the murderer of intentional murder, and those silver shining syringes and needles were murder weapons.

But when he pulled out the needle, the patient's condition deteriorated rapidly.

When he was at a loss, Qin Luo inserted the needle into the patient again.

At the next moment, the patient was as good as ever, with no sign of deterioration.

To be honest, looking at what happened in front of him, Robertson had a sense of magic.

One to die, one to live.

What's the difference between this and magic?

However, magic is magic. Robertson has to admit that Qin Luo saved the old man's life.

"Who are you? What can be done to save him! " Robertson looked at Qin Luo with burning eyes and squeezed this sentence out of his teeth.

Who am I? In what way?

Hearing Robertson's words, Qin Luo's mouth rose, showing a refreshing smile: "first of all, I'll answer your first question. I'm Qin Luo, and I'm one of the nominees for the Nobel Prize in physics."

Qin Qin Luo!

For a moment, Robertson's eyes widened.

He could hardly believe his ears.

He was no stranger to Qin Luo, even to Vienna.

But most of them only heard their names but not their people.

Even if he wanted to break his head, he would not think that the young man in front of him was Qin Luo, a great scientist in science who had turned the whole academic circle upside down!

"Professor Qin, I'm sorry for my impulse. Please forgive me." Robertson looked at Qin Luo sincerely.

Yes, he apologized for his recklessness.

Qin Luo, the world's top science giant, casually throws out a scientific research achievement, which will benefit millions of people. Do you think he will go back to murder?

This is pure bullshit!

"It doesn't matter." Qin Luo waved his hand and said with a smile, "you are also responsible."

"Thank you for your understanding." Robertson breathed a sigh of relief on his face.

But he did not speak, does not mean that Qin Luo did not speak. Qin Luo's mouth rose, and with a smile, he asked, "do you want to ask me how I saved him?"