Chapter 903: I am Wei Weiwei.

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Chapter 903, I am Wei Weiwei.
The next step is to clean the wound, disinfect it, and then sew the wound!
In order to make the Weiweiwei more clear, the tent has dozens of candles, and Irene's serious face is particularly clear.
The three men stood opposite each other, silently watching Irene stitching the wound with a needle.
This ancient needle thread can not be compared with the surgical needle thread, so Irene is still difficult to sew, but fortunately her years of experience here, so the sewing method is not sloppy.
The weather in early autumn has been slightly cool, but Irene’s forehead has slowly oozing a layer of fine sweat.
This scene is a bit bloody, the average person will certainly have discomfort, and Irene has no wrinkles from beginning to end, and her expression is calm and cautious. This shows that she has become commonplace in such a scene.
In the way of seeing her sewing wounds, she is old and skilled, and she is not a newbie.
Until the final step was completed, Irene took a sigh of relief, looked up at the three people in front of him, and then skillfully applied the medicine to the wounded, and then bandaged.
"After half a month, I have to take apart the line!" This line is not a special medical line, it will not be absorbed by the skin. It is also a pain when the thread is removed, and it will leave scars.
The celes under the mask reveals a warm smile. "It doesn't matter, you know that you are the Weiwei tail!"
Irene's thick eyelashes trembled a little, and the beautiful scorpion looked at the sky. How did she feel that none of the people here were kind.
"I was originally Wei Weiwei, why should I prove it?" Irene looked at the sky, her words were firm, and her eyes were determined.
She is Wei Weiwei, what proof? This is the body of Wei Weiwei!
Turning around, Irene walked outside the tent, and the autumn wind blew on her face.
I don't know why Irene thinks these people are so heavy!
One by one, looking at a smile, but there are so many things in my heart.
"Little tail!" Ning Fenyan came up and pulled Irene's hand. "Do you think of something?"
Irene looked down and looked at Ning Fuyan's hand and looked at the two people in the tent. It seems that there is no reaction. Please, this is an ancient 哎, she is a married woman, this man This took her hand and was seen by others.
The two men did not seem to stop, but one of them wearing a black mask was somewhat unhappy, but it was stopped by a person wearing a silver mask.
What does this mean?
Also passed to the ear of the prince, the prince will not be angry?
Or is the prince a wife?
Or is the folk customs here too open?
"No, I didn't think of anything!" Eileen shook her head, without any memory of the original Lord, and for the people in front of me, it was really strange.
"While you don't have memories, you still have blood transfusions, you will know the blood type, and you know how to sew wounds. So, the wind is just erasing your memory of people and things, but some are in your heart, in your heart. Things never never forget!" Ning Fen Yan like the peach-like red lips in March, the look of laughter is very good, but always with a trace of sadness.. "So, your love for Mu is also engraved It’s useless to wipe out your memory in the bones!"
Yeah, how about taking her away, she will see him again if she sees him again!
Is there such a love? Looking at Ning Fuyan holding his hand, fell into a meditation.
The original master also knows the blood transfusion, knows what the blood type is, and knows how to sew the wound. This operation is really not something that an ancient person can grasp.
How is the identity of the original owner so strange?
The things she will, the original Lord will also, the original Lord likes, she also likes!
Why is that?
Like her, is it a passing person? And still a doctor? Irene smiled and the traversers crossed the same body. Is there such a coincidence in the world?
"You said, I was poisoned by people, will there be no memory?" Irene must first confirm whether the original Lord died.
"Yes, waiting for the sinister solution on your body, you can think of all the things!" Ning Fenyan answered affirmatively.
"That is to say that I am not dead!" Irene said to herself.
"The wind can't kill you. Even if you die, he will find a way to save you. You are very important to Mu Yan!" Ning Yanyan said very firmly.
The forefoot to kill the Weiwei tail, the hind foot will be out of control, and the wind and the same.
All of Mu's current plans are based on the establishment of the Weiweiwei, and if Weiweiwei is dead, then all the plans of Muyu will not be established.
So the original Lord is not dead? Wei Weiwei seriously thought about it. Even in the blink of an eye, she actually passed through, but it was because of the savage viciousness of her, which caused her memory in ancient times to disappear, that is, the memory of the original Lord disappeared, but belongs to Her own memory has not disappeared.
But soon, Irene dismissed the idea, laughing at herself was a bit silly, and even thought too much.
"What is your relationship with Mu Xi?" Irene looked at Ning Fuyan.
Ning Fenyan thought about it.. "It doesn't matter, just know it!"
"Then you just took my hand and they saw it. Are you afraid that they will tell the prince?"
Ning Fenyan is laughing.. "Mu Yu will not care about a dead person!"
"What is dead?" Irene didn't understand, his hand clearly had temperature.
Ning Fenyan grabbed Wei Wei’s hand on his chest and paused for a few seconds. Irene looked serious and wanted to withdraw her hand. She could not feel his heartbeat.
"Folding face died five years ago. It should have been like the ordinary people. But the face is different from ordinary people. The face is a sinister charm. If you want to die, you only use fire, so now Folding is not a person, but it has a sinister charm of a human body!" Ning Fenyan does not mind telling Wei Weiwei.
After all, he is not a real person. Even a ghost is not a ghost. It is a demon!
Irene looked at the face of Ning Yan, it is no wonder that his eyes are always so sad, even if the smile is very bright, but still shrouded a layer of lingering haze.
"But, you have temperature!" Irene touched the face of the face, there is really temperature, just no heartbeat, no breathing.
Still like a normal person!
"Because of the shadow beads, if there is no shadow, the face is even afraid of the moonlight, let alone the temperature!" Ning Fenyan is a smile, he always laughs like this. Look at the refreshing to the apex O