In the morning of the next day, the old man came early, and the temple was cleaned up because of Tang Ning's free clinic here. Today, we specially arranged a single bed that could be laid flat and isolated with a screen.
"Little master, here I am." The old man said, some uneasy walked in.
"I'll tell you first."
Tang Ning looked at the old man and said, "if you want to cure, you have to leave the tumor on your face to clean up. I will use the anesthetic in the process. You will lose consciousness and sleep. After that, you will have to stay here for two days to observe. If you think it is OK, we can start at any time. If you don't want to do it, you can leave."
Hearing this, the old man turned pale: "cut, cut? Can this thing be cut off from this face? Can I live if I cut it off? "
"If you cut it off, you can live. If you don't cut it, you won't live long." Downing spoke, watching his face change and change, without urging him to think for himself.
"Can you really live? I, I'm a little worried! " The old man couldn't help saying.
"Live." Downing gave a positive word.
See listen, the old man a bite teeth: "good, old man believe little master." After all, these days so many people come here for treatment, they are really cured.
"Xiaoyou, find some people to guard the door, and then prepare some water to come in. Xiaohe, give him the boiled one." Donning told them to start to prepare.
"Yes." Two people should, quickly division of labor and cooperation to start.
After about half a column of incense, Tang Ning walked into the back of the screen, and the old man was already lying down and asleep. At this time, Tang Ning cleaned his hands, went forward, took out the knife from the space, and said to Qi Baihe, "look carefully."
"Yes." Qi Baihe responded and started to fight.
The people standing in line outside the temple heard that what he was treating today was Lao Huang, who had a lump on his face. All of them were waiting outside, saying, "do you think that thing on Lao Huang's face can be cured?"
"I don't think so. It's said that it's meat, isn't it? What's more, how many years has it been? I haven't heard that it can be cured. "
"But those little masters are very skillful in medicine. Maybe they can cure them."
"Wait a minute, maybe."
People outside are waiting. As time goes by, they can't help but look at the temple. Unfortunately, nothing can be seen.
In the temple, behind the screen, Qi Baihe's heart vibrated and his mood also had great ups and downs. It was the first time he saw someone who could sew the skin with an embroidery needle.
The old man lying on the bed was still sleeping, as if he didn't know the pain. However, the lump on his face had been cut off. Watching his master do the last step to wash his hands, he also walked away.
"Master, is that all right?" His throat was a little tight. When he saw this treatment for the first time, he felt shocked.
"Well, he'll wake up after the anesthetic, but I gave him an injection so he won't move when he wakes up." Tang Ning said, after wiping his hands, he put all the tools away and put them into the space. Then he looked at him and asked, "have you seen everything clearly?"
"See clearly." He nodded.
"If you see clearly, don't cut the knife casually. It's related to the nerves and blood vessels on the face. If you are careless, you will die." She gave a warning.