Chapter 49

Wu Lai's words are almost like saying to Zhou Jianguo, "I'm like this. If you have the ability, you can hit me". Zhou Jianguo on one side feels how much he feels. But now Wu Lai represents Zhou Zhiwei's hope. At least he doesn't dare to attack until Wu Lai is finished.

Stepping back tenthousand steps and looking at luofeifei on one side, Zhou Jianguo couldn't act rashly.

Bang!

With a soft sound, the plaster originally on Zhou Zhiwei's feet was directly broken by Wu Lai!

"What are you doing?" Liuhuilan hurriedly asked loudly. If it weren't for Wu Lai's unarmed plaster removal, she might have rushed up.

"Of course, it's to help your son treat. Can I fix his legs through this plaster?" Wu Lai rolled his eyes and said naturally, "Dean Ma, I may trouble you. I'll write a prescription later, and you can help me get it. I don't know if there is a drugstore open so late."

"This..."

"Don't worry, as long as there are drugs in the world, there is nothing I can't get from Zhou Jianguo!" Zhou Jianguo on one side hurriedly said! Look at Wu Lai's posture, his son can recover faster!

"That's all right." Wu Lai nodded. The silver needle bag had appeared in his hand. The tip of each silver needle he held in his hand was trembling slightly, and a faint smoke came out of his hand.

There it is!

Dean Ma couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone to shoot this scene! You can immediately see the long lost Qi Yu needle!

"Fortunately, the man's hand is not particularly heavy. If he has a comminuted fracture or even breaks your son's hamstring by the way, it will take a little time. At this level, it's OK. It's seven or eight times better in a week or so, but even if I help, those who hurt their tendons and bones won't want to jump around in a month. Pay attention." Wu Lai said as he dropped the silver needle on Zhou Zhiwei's leg.

"Yes... Yes!" Although it can't be done immediately, this month's time can't be shorter than half a year's vigorous exercise.

In just a few breaths, all the silver needles had been stuck on Zhou Zhiwei's legs. Without exception, all the silver needles were shaking, and a wisp of white smoke came out of the silver needle.

Wu Lai took a deep breath. Instead of taking care of these silver needles, he picked up the paper and pen at the head of the bed and wrote there rapidly.

A piece of paper was handed to Zhou Jianguo, and Wu Lai said, "Uncle Zhou, the faster your son is good, the faster the medicine is good, and so is it."

Hearing Wu Lai's words, Zhou Jianguo took the paper, took out his mobile phone and looked at it.

Wu Lai walked to one side of the chair and sat down, looking at them quietly.

Luo Feifei came to Wu Lai and asked softly, "this guy, is it okay?"

"I really want this guy to stay in bed for a few more days." Wu Lai shrugged, "but that man didn't do a heavy job. Even if I didn't help, I would have cultivated for a little half a year."

"Is it related to that person?" Luo Xin glanced at his mobile phone and asked with great concern.

It doesn't matter how Zhou Zhiwei is. What matters is who the pervert is who keeps texting her.

Hearing this, Wu Lai pointed to Zhou Jianguo over there and said softly, "ask later."