1010: Chapter 1011 - Don’t want more people to know

Chapter 1011 - Don’t want more people to know

Chapter 1011: Don’t want more people to know2

At this time, Dongfang Mu’s complexion greatly turned better, and Bai Zhi was greatly relieved.

She turned her head and looked at the people on the left and right. Everyone’s eyes were fixed on the electronic screen in her hand. On the screen, the side of her face appeared. The miniature camera in the clamp was facing the side of her face.

She pressed the shutdown button, and in the short process of waiting for the shutdown, her mind was moving quickly, thainking about how to explain this to them.

This kind of thing was absolutely impossible to appear in this era. How should she explain it to make people believe it?

If the explanation was not adequate, will she be misunderstood and be treated as a monster? Thinking of this, a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back.

Bai Zhi looked at Song Lang and said: “Can you please do me a favor?”

Song Lang returned to his senses, and his eyes finally moved from the slap-sized screen to Bai Zhi’s face: “Huh? What?”

Bai Zhi pointed to the people in the room: “I don’t want more people to know what happened just now.”

Song Lang let out a cry and winked at Old Yuan.

Old Yuan understood his meaning. He glanced at the thing in Bai Zhi’s hand again, then turned around and said with a cold face to the guards: “This is related to Miss Bai’s medical skills. You must not be spread. If there is a trace of wind outside, be prepared to lose your head.”

The four guards immediately knelt down and kowtowed, then said yes at the same time.

“Okay, you carry these two out first and take care of your mouth.”

The four guards didn’t dare to look at Bai Zhi again, nor dare to approach her. They walked around the road to the two unconscious young people and carried them out.

Bai Zhi took out the disinfectant and suture tools from the medicine box. Then took out the cannula from Dongfang Mu’s neck, and sutured the wound carefully.

During this process, Dongfang Mu’s breath was very unstable. His blood pressure fluctuated from high to low, but fortunately, there was no great reaction, and he survived.

Although it was only a minor operation, it was impossible to achieve the desired sterility in the environment. In order to prevent infection of the wound, she used the remaining anti-infection injection in the medicine box for her grandfather.

After doing this, she was almost exhausted, followed by physical fatigue. Maybe because she was fully preoccupied, and there was too much pressure in her heart. So at this time, when she relaxed, she felt dizzy and her vision began to turn black.

“What’s the matter with you?” Song Lang realized that there was something wrong with her and stretched out his hand to support her.

Seeing this, Zhou Awu hurriedly came forward and pushed Song Lang away. He quickly held Bai Zhi: “Zhi’er, what’s wrong with you?”

Bai Zhi shook her head: “It’s okay, I’m just too tired, I just need to take a rest.”

Zhou Awu glanced at Dongfang Mu. The wound on his neck has been treated, but he was still naked. There was a pool of filthy things on his body. It was inappropriate for Bai Zhi to stay here. So he said: “I will help you out and you have a rest. I’ll clean up here.”

Bai Zhi nodded: “Alright, you help me out.”

Zhou Awu helped Bai Zhi go out, while Song Lang squatted in front of Bai Zhi’s medicine box. Looking at the weird things in the medicine box, there was nothing he had seen before. Everything looked strange.

Where did these things come from?

Do these things really belong to this world?

His eyes fell on the screen just now. At the moment, the screen was pitch black, but just now, the screen was like a mirror and could reflect the human body.

This thing was amazing. With this, if there was a disease inside the human body, do they still need to be scared not to find out the problem?

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