Seeing Jiang Yiyi approaching with a half-smile, Liu Zixuan suddenly had a bad feeling!
He pouted and mumbled, "Yiyi, I'm injured right now!"
"I know."
Jiang Yiyi nodded seriously, pulled a chair over, sat next to Liu Zixuan, and slowly said, "You just said your leg is numb, right?"
Liu Zixuan nodded with difficulty, "I guess... that's right!"
"That's easy, we'll treat wherever is numb!" Saying this, Jiang Yiyi picked up a small pair of scissors from the table, gestured a few times, and laughed, "The tools might not be professional, but you have to trust my skills. Seeing as you've saved so many people before, I secretly learned some medical skills!"
"No... no, what are you trying to do?" Liu Zixuan shrank back and asked.
"Your leg is numb, I think it needs immediate amputation; otherwise, if it continues to spread upwards, it'll be even more unbearable later, so I must act immediately!"
