When we arrived, Chen Yao was already receiving treatment.

Lao Mo was sitting on a chair outside.

"Xiao Mo, how is the situation?"

Uncle Master spoke.

Lao Mo said:

"The doctor said it was just a flesh wound, but the wound was a bit deep.

Fortunately, no artery was damaged.

The doctor is suturing it inside now, and he should be able to come out soon."

After saying that, Lao Mo touched his head with some regret.

After listening, the uncle nodded slightly and said "Yeah".

I saw that Lao Mo was not in a good mood.

He motioned to Lao Mo to go to the smoking area of ​​the toilet and smoke a cigarette.

Lao Mo followed, and I took out the cigarette and handed it to him.

Lao Mo lit up with some melancholy and said at the same time:

"I really didn't expect that she would sacrifice her life to save me.

Actually, it's all my fault for being reckless.

I thought I could kill the monster with one axe.

Now, it's like this.

Chen Yao was also implicated..."

Although this matter was caused by Lao Mo.

But this yellow-skinned old woman is too special.

If it were an ordinary ghost or a fierce ghost, Lao Mo's previous move would have killed him to pieces.

Even if it doesn't work, it will still be seriously injured.

But who could have known that that yellow-skinned old woman was a different kind of person.

It is said that souls have true and false bodies.

I blew out a puff of smoke and said:

"We all underestimated that old monster.

That monster has many false souls.

After you left, we captured her true soul.

It's okay, the yellow-skinned old woman is dead.

If you really feel sorry and wait until Chen Yao gets better, you can treat her to a meal..."

Lao Mo, listen to me.

"Yeah," he nodded twice.

Maybe Lao Mo's middle-class character makes him less popular with women.

After all, would a girl in her twenties like someone who would make a joke by saying "Hahahaji"?

Now, suddenly a girl risked her life to block his knife.
Chapter completed!