Chapter 1637: Uncle Master's Knife

The three brothers and the Mohist Taoist stayed in a hotel near the hospital;

Ming Disha stayed in the presidential suite of the international five-star hotel, which was luxurious, noble, exclusive, awesome, and extremely cool.

Rose and the old man stayed in the official's mansion.

Fatty Liu recovered from his injury and didn’t sleep much that night.

He thought about it, and thought in his mind that no matter how he thought about it, he felt that this matter was unreliable.

But Rose did not express her opinion, and seemed to tacitly agree; the old master Deng seemed to be accustomed to this matter; even Taoist Mo gave them a guarantee, and said that if the operation failed, he would be the first to kill the three of them, and he swore in the name of the Mo family.

But... if I cut it off and tinker with it and put it back together... it will be fixed! ?

Fatty Liu fell asleep in the early morning.

After sleeping for a while, I felt... pain.

It hurt more and more, and finally, with a sudden thud, Fatty Liu sat up in so much pain.

He cried out in pain and looked down to see that his pajamas were covered in blood.

When he lifted up his pants, he panicked.

His head was buzzing, he looked up and saw Ming Disha on the roof of his house.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Ming Disha comforted him, "I'm afraid you'll be nervous, so I'll help you cut it first. Don't worry, I'll use your kitchen knife. I'll cut my hand under my pants, but I'll definitely cut it in one go, without any delay. Just walk down and take a few steps and try it."

Fatty Liu roared: "Lao Deng! I'm going to fight you!"

"Oh my god, why are you still fighting like this? I admire you for being a man if you can walk with your legs stretched out."

"I...you...you..."

"Hurry up! Call Long Aotian while it's hot and arrange for the surgery! After the surgery, you'll be fine, you'll be normal, you'll be a... man!"

Fatty Liu has no choice!

It hurts!

You tried to fight him to the death, but you couldn't win before. Now you are badly injured and in great pain, so you are even less able to win!

And there is no time to lose. Since it is already broken, surgery must be performed immediately.

With beads of sweat on his face, he turned around, grabbed his phone, and unlocked it tremblingly: "Hello? Long Aotian?"

Long Aotian was confused: "Who is it?"

"Fatty Liu!"

"What do you want?"

"Hurry, hurry to the hospital, I'll go there now and prepare for surgery!"

Long Aotian was sleeping soundly. "Brother, are you sick? Have you been stimulated by something? What time is the surgery now?"

"I can not make it!"

"You've been unable to function for so many years, and you're still short of a few hours? I'll sleep a little longer."

"no……"

Fatty Liu stood up, looked at Ming Disha, gritted his teeth, said nothing, asked someone to prepare the car, and called Long Aotian again.

Long Aotian is so annoyed.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Long, please, I have to have surgery right now!"

Long Aotian said impatiently: "Why, you're getting married today, and you're in a hurry to use it tonight? You can't have sex for a month after the operation."

"No...I...the situation here is more urgent!"

"Brother, no matter how anxious you are, you have to wait until dawn!"

"It's already daybreak, and I've already cut it here!"

"Ah? Cut? What was cut?"

"That is... didn't you say to cut it off and then connect it?"

"Ah." Long Aotian agreed, then sat up and became alert: "And then?"

"I've finished cutting this side."

Long Aotian held the phone for two seconds without any response, then said: "You...just...let me see, is this right? I said to cut it first, then connect it. And then you cut yourself...at five in the morning?"

"Yes, anyway, it has been cut, and surgery must be performed immediately."

Long Aotian was almost mad: "You are sick, fat guy! Who told you to cut it yourself? Do you know how to cut it properly? Besides, why are you so stupid? How can you cut yourself? "

"Your uncle! Your uncle cut it for me!"

Long Aotian was anxious: "He's not a doctor, he's cutting chicken feathers! You let him do it!?"

"How could I let him cut it? He didn't even ask for my permission before he cut it! He just...cut it while I was sleeping!"

Fatty Liu said, "Doctor! Miracle doctor! You are my father! I beg you, hurry to the hospital, the operating room has been vacated. I will contact people now, everyone get up and rush over there."

Long Aotian rolled and crawled to his feet, and pushed open the door next door: "Fuck you! Don't fucking fall asleep! Hey, there's something fun going on!"

Zhao Ritian was half asleep, and turned around and asked, "Why are you not sleeping so early in the morning?"

Long Aotian was so excited that his voice became shrill: "Fatty Liu cut himself up!"

"Ah!?" Zhao Ritian suddenly became alert and almost jumped out of bed: "Why?! He is incurable!?"

Long Aotian pointed at the phone: "Tell me that I need surgery right away, hahahaha!"

Zhao Ritian's eyes lit up with excitement: "Fuck! How cruel! This guy is a cruel man! What did he use to cut it? A saw blade or an axe?"

Long Aotian couldn't even laugh anymore: "I don't know, it was my uncle who did it."

“Ahahaha!” Zhao Ritian laughed until tears came out of his eyes: “Master-uncle is so mean! I wish he could cut you into pieces too.”

"Fuck you! Go! Tell Cheng Wen!"

Lu Chengwen was in another suite.

Two people rang the doorbell.

Lu Chengwen was so angry that he walked into the living room and found Liu Rufeng sitting cross-legged in the living room, practicing martial arts.

I didn't bother them, I opened the door and saw two idiots, their faces were excited and flushed.

"What's going on?"

Zhao Ritian rushed to say: "Fatty Liu cut himself into pieces!"

Lu Chengwen looked at Zhao Ritian: "Are you sick?"

"Really? Shit-spraying dragon, you say that."

Long Aotian laughed so hard that his words could not flow smoothly: “It’s just… hahahaha… he called me and said he needed surgery right away, so I asked him what happened, and he… hahahaha… hehe… fuck, it’s true… he really cut himself off, and now he’s bringing his supplies to contact the doctor, nurses, pharmacist, and operating room, and he’s coming here by car…”

Lu Chengwen also laughed: "No...why is he so anxious?"

Long Aotian was laughing so hard that he was speechless. He just kept waving his hands and laughing.

Zhao Ritian said: "My uncle cut it for him because he was afraid that he would be stage frightened."

Lu Chengwen perked up all of a sudden and laughed, "Master, you are so mean!"

"Yes, yes, we have a master uncle in Yanzhao Sect... Hey, do you think that all the fellow martial artists will hate us in the future?"

"What does it have to do with us? Our master has already started his own school."

Lu Chengwen asked: "What should we do now?"

Long Aotian said: "Operation!"

Long Aotian suddenly thought of a question and said to the phone: "Fatty Liu! Fatty Liu!? I tell you, you cut it yourself. Whether the operation is successful or not, you will be the one to take the blame!"

Fatty Liu yelled, "It was your uncle who cut it for me!"

Long Aotian looked like a scoundrel: "Then you can settle accounts with him. We are from the Yanbao Sect, and our master has set up his own sect. We are not from the same sect as him."

Fatty Liu had no choice but to rely on Long Aotian. He could only say:

"Get ready for surgery!"