If this knife falls down, Yu se will be injured, Mo Jingyao will be injured, and two people will be injured together.
There is no way to avoid metaphor.
Because she was still in Mo Jingyao's arms, the man just refused to let her down.
It was as if she knew she was soft and just wanted to collapse in his arms.
At this moment, only Mo Jingyao dodged, she and he could be safe.
But it was definitely the most dangerous moment.
Suddenly, when she woke up, she would wake up
Her cry attracted the man waving the machete to stop abruptly, and then she looked at the little girl covered with the figurative color jacket on the chopping board.
It was so weird that Sam woke up. They didn't believe it.
After all, it was declared dead long ago.
It was just a few days ago.
It's not possible to say that you can live after you live. It's a little bit infiltrative.
But they did hear mother Sam yelling.
But when I saw the girl on the chopping board, her eyes were straight.
The girl on the board moved.
The first to move is the eyes.
I look at everything in front of me.
This is not reflected, this is in what occasion, also did not reflect all that happened at the moment, she is the protagonist.
"Mom." Although the child's voice was loud enough to be heard, her eyes were still weak enough.
This sound fell, the scene suddenly a quiet.
It's as quiet as a needle.
Everyone was attracted by slim.
It's all about looking in the direction of the child.
The baby really woke up.
This moment is not only talking, but also moving.
Seeing that sang Mu was about to move, the metaphor suddenly reflected that the silver needle on the child's body had not yet been pulled out. "Mama, hold her down quickly. You can't let her move until I pull out the needle."
She said in such a hurry that Mo Jingyao went to Sangmu with metaphor.
Step by step, he directly ignored those who were just eyeing him and the metaphor.
Mo Jingyao put down the metaphor.
The figurative color, who could not bend down or stand still, simply sat down on a corner of the chopping board.
Then the eye color gently looked at was pressed, at this time a little aggrieved sang mu, Wen Wen said with a smile: "I am metaphor color, is the elder sister, the elder sister now wants to give you to pull out the needle, after pulling out the needle, you can move at will, and then do what you want, OK?"
Sam blinked, as if in the aftertaste of what she said, and then forced to nod, "sister, pull up, I'm hungry, I want to eat."
"Right now." Yu se took up his long sleeve and began to get ready to pull out the needle.
When she woke up, she had time to lie on her back and aim at her body. However, she only saw the needle sticking out of her skin. "Why, I don't feel any pain when my sister pricked me? The needle that my mother took me to prick before, but it hurts
"Sister, this is acupuncture. It's different from what you used to do before." Metaphor color smile, at the same time the hand has fallen down, a needle and a needle, quickly pull out the needle.
In a twinkling of an eye, half of the silver needle was pulled out.
It seems that he felt the silver needle pulling away from his body, and Sam blinked, "sister's needle is fun."
Yu se stopped pulling out the needle and said, "it's not a game. You can't play it. Sam should be obedient. You can't try to make needles like this in the future."
This is a warning tone.
She's right. If children learn to do acupuncture like this, it's a life-threatening thing.
Because every stitch she dropped was very particular.
It doesn't mean that anyone who wants to have a needle can have it.
There is also the depth of the needle tip into the skin, which is also exquisite.
If it is too deep, it will cause secondary injury.
But it's too shallow. This acupuncture is not as effective.
Therefore, acupuncture and moxibustion can't be done by anyone.
"Well, I'll listen to my sister." Sang Mu was lying there, but his big eyes were still looking at every move of metaphor curiously.
One big and one small, in this way in the public, under the crowd, under the crowd of many people to communicate.
It seems that I have known my good friend for many years.
However, all the people on the scene, except Sam, knew each other clearly. It was only today that they knew each other, and they didn't know each other for a long time.
There are still only metaphors and sang Mu's voice, and there are two people who seem absolutely happy to interact with each other.
Sam wakes up.
The two little pears on the little girl's warm and shallow smile look very cute.Such a wake-up, give people the first understanding is that she is a resurrection from the dead.
Mingming, a little girl who was about to be dismembered and fed to the vulture and then ascended to heaven, suddenly opened her eyes and woke up, which was so amazing that they couldn't understand.
Suddenly, a man stepped forward, staring at the metaphor, "did you use magic?" People who are dead can still wake up. This is magic.
Otherwise, it's really hard to explain why Sam said he was alive.
"Presumptuous." When the governor heard this, he gave a low drink to stop the man. He continued to describe the act of metaphor and saving people as a magic art.
"District chief, this must be a magic art. Otherwise, it is impossible for people to be reborn after death." The man wanted to defend himself.
The district chief immediately said, "according to what you say, doctor Yu has prescribed prescriptions these days to cure all the patients who have been cured by magic arts? Do they have any adverse reactions after taking the medicine? "
"Who knows if she is the legendary doctor Yu, in case it is false?"
"She is, and I can prove it for her." The district chief will go there for a stop. Anyway, he is here, and no one can slander metaphors.
Yu se paid too much to cure the common people.
First visit, then give medicine.
Of course, Mo Jingyao also participated in this. When he thought of Mo Jingyao, he looked at the man with his eyes. "And Mr. Mo, he also fully supported Dr. Yu's visit, and provided all the traditional Chinese medicines prescribed by Dr. Yu to all the patients. What's more, he and Dr. Yu donated not only some Chinese herbal medicines and free clinics, but also free materials, Even today, the distribution has not been completed. Mr. Mo has donated 1 billion yuan to support the development of Z district. How can a kind-hearted person like him do anything else? Anyway, I don't believe it. " District head of a ancient brain of the heart think all said.
Yu Se and Mo Jingyao are good people who must be protected by him.
But his words fall, in front of these people looking at him, still did not mean to get out of the way