Everyone held their breath and watched Shu Jingrong's every move carefully.
At this time, everyone was also a little curious. The healing techniques of several therapists in the Zhao family were of no use to Elder Zhao. How could she cure Elder Zhao?
Pill? I heard that Shu Jingrong is from Yaowang Valley. I'm afraid there really is some kind of pill that gives her such confidence.
But she said one shot... To be honest, everyone present was a little confused. They didn't understand what "just one shot" meant?
But all he saw was Shu Jingrong pricking a needle somewhere in Elder Zhao's neck with a rough movement, then he stood up and clapped his hands: "Okay!"
Everyone: "..."
Damn it! After working on it for a long time, you just went up and stuck a needle into Elder Zhao’s neck?
Is it possible that this injection is some kind of magic elixir that you think it is, so that Elder Zhao can survive and return to normal? Not to mention that the Zhao family doesn't believe it, even Tian Qiyuan and a few others are confused at this time.
What is Xiao Shuzi doing now?
Damn, even if you have to pretend, you still have to act like one, okay?
You can just give him some elixir, and it will be seen that you have done something! You didn't do anything, you just went up and gave him a needle in his neck. Are you trying to make him suffer?
Are you doing a blatant sneak attack, are you doing therapy, or are you being funny?
Lian Tianqi silently covered the lower half of his face with a folding fan, and bumped Yuan He with his elbow sideways: "Xiao Shuzi...are you humiliating the enemy again?"
Yuan He also looked confused, twitching the corner of his mouth and said: "If this is a humiliating method, then I have to say that Xiao Shuzi is really a master, a top master."
Damn, this is really a high-level humiliation! Is it true?
Sanmao was even more direct, wagging his big tail and asking directly: "Shu Jingrong, what are you doing? Killing someone?"
Shu Jingrong took a serious look at him. Not only was the little guy's transformed human form very good-looking, he was handsome, tall, delicate and cute, but his temperament was exactly the same as that of his animalistic and ferret prototype. He really didn't know the euphemisms at all.
But...she likes it. This is the kind of inquiry we want!
"You don't understand!" Shu Jingrong sighed softly, with an expression that was indeed true.
When Sanmao met her stern gaze, he immediately said, "Damn, you must have stabbed that old man on purpose. You think he's not dead yet, that's for sure!"
Zhao Zhixing's eyes were red and he shouted angrily: "Shu Jingrong, this is your treatment?!"
Several members of the Zhao family were almost red-eyed at this time, led by Zhao Zhixing, the guy who was bleeding profusely and gave him a bag of top-quality spiritual stones. They all seemed to be ready to rush forward and fight for their lives.
kill?
Damn, if she wants to kill this damn old man, she still wastes her energy on giving him an injection. It’s not like she’s full and has nothing to do.
What a bunch of ignorant people!
He Lianying, who had been following Sanmao closely, showed a little doubt on her expressionless and delicate face. Her dark, obsidian pupils stared at the person on the ground, and she suddenly said: "The breath is stable."
The sudden appearance of the crisp, tender and slightly girlish baby voice immediately and clearly reached everyone's ears, and the simple four words "The breath is stable!" instantly attracted everyone's attention.
