Gongsun Zhongjing, whose eyes were already bloodshot, calmed down. He used the knife in his hand to push away the flesh that blocked his vision and heaved a long sigh. "I found it."
Finding it was one thing, but removing it was another difficulty. After all, it was a human organ. The unconscious old lady felt the pain and actually started to struggle. With this struggle, Gongsun Zhongjing's knife deviated a little, and a large amount of blood immediately surged out.
Fortunately, Xiaoxiao's sharp eyes noticed it and she went forward to press the Old Madam down immediately. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Gongsun Zhongjing did not give up. He personally sucked the blood dry and continued. However, the blood kept gushing out and seriously interfered with his stitching. He could only wipe and stitch continuously.
