v10 Chapter 1737： I am god

At this moment, even a blind person can see that the elderly's condition is rapidly deteriorating.

"This……"

This scene directly frightened the middle-aged doctor.

He never expected that he just pulled out a needle casually and turned his condition worse? What is the situation with this special lady? Who can tell me!

"moron!"

Seeing this scene, Qin Luo didn't hesitate anymore, grabbed the needle from the middle-aged doctor, and walked straight to the old man, and then pierced it.

Inject, get sick!

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

Wtf?

What does this mean?

Magic is still a mess!

Take root in wine to save your life?

Robertson was dumbfounded.

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

"God, please tell me what the **** is going on? Is it your will?" Robertson muttered to himself with a look of astonishment.

God? There is no **** in this world.

Qin Luo smiled slightly and said: "I don't know if there is a God in this world, but if you want to ask why his condition can be cured, you can ask me, because I did it all and I saved him. "

Wtf?

Did you save him?

Robertson felt that his worldview was about to collapse.

Originally, he believed that Qin Luo was the murderer who deliberately murdered, and the syringe needles with shining silver light were the murder weapon.

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

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

In the next moment, the patient was as good as before, showing no signs of deterioration.

To be honest, watching this scene happen before him, Robertson has a feeling of watching magic.

Die for a while and live for a while.

What is the difference between this and magic?

However, the magic belongs to the magic. One thing Robertson had to admit was that Qin Luo saved the old man's life.

"Who are you? How can I save him!" Robertson looked at Qin Luo with blazing eyes, and squeezed these words from his teeth.

who am I? What method is used?

Hearing Robertson’s words, Qin Luo raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a refreshing smile: "First of all, to answer your first question, I am Qin Luo and I am also one of the nominated candidates for the Nobel Prize in Physics this time."

Qin... Qin Luo!

For a moment, Robertson's eyes widened.

He could hardly believe his ears.

He is no stranger to Qin Luo's name, even no one in Vienna.

But most of them only hear the name but not see the person.

Even if he wanted to break his head, he would never think that the young man in front of him was the scientific master Qin Luo who had upset the entire academic world!

"Professor Qin, I am sorry for my impulse just now, please forgive me." Robertson looked at Qin Luo sincerely.

Yes, he apologized, apologized for his recklessness just now.

Qin Luo, the world's top scientific master, would have benefited tens of thousands of people by throwing out a scientific research result at will. You say he went back to murder someone like this?

This is pure nonsense!

"It doesn't matter." Qin Luo waved his hand and smiled: "You are also the responsibility."

"Thank you, Professor, for understanding." Robertson exhaled with a look of rejoicing, and he stopped talking.

But because he didn't speak, it didn't mean that Qin Luo didn't speak. He only saw Qin Luo raised his mouth, smiled slightly, and asked with a smile: "You want to ask me how I saved him?"