Chapter 165: 165. There's not a single day of peace!

The Ghost Messenger who ran over didn't even have time to think about the current situation. Bai Wuchang skillfully took out a large bag of plasma from behind and started pouring it into Zhang Duo's mouth, while Hei Wuchang held a needle and thread to stitch the wound. As he stitched, he cursed:

"Could you wait until I finish stitching before pouring? Otherwise, you're messing up my hands! Look at the Young General, he's rolling his eyes back! Is it really reliable to pour that stuff into his mouth?"

With a cold snort, Bai Wuchang retorted:

"The Young General's blood is nearly drained, you motherf***er, hurry up and stitch. Do you think this is a hospital emergency? We're just treating a dead horse as if it were alive. Hurry up and stitch!"