My Stand-in is Steve Chapter 249

  Chapter 249 Dior was injured, and Fang Mo, a skilled and benevolent doctor, performed the surgery himself

   "Help, Mr. Joestar!!"

  Dior was really afraid of being bitten. To be honest, the amount of bleeding was too much, which made him a little anxious. He said in a panic: "I...I don't want to die yet..."

   "Dior! Hold on!"

After all, George Joestar had seen big scenes. After the initial shock, he calmed down immediately, and quickly told the people around him: "Go to the doctor, and you, go and get something to stop the bleeding. come over!"

   Soon, servants came over with bandages and sterile cotton.

  However, Dior's wound is an open wound, torn apart alive, and this position is also very awkward. You must know that there are large arteries in the root of the thigh.

   "This... bad..."

When George saw this scene, his heart skipped a beat. The savior had just entrusted the child to him, but he was bitten to death by a dog on the first day he arrived. He couldn't blame himself for this. He was also a little anxious for a while: " Has the doctor come yet!?"

   However, at this critical time.

  Suddenly a hand stretched out from the void and pinched a ball of cotton.

   Immediately afterwards, under the eyes of everyone, Fang Mo's figure slowly appeared from the air.

   "Ah~ it's cotton."

Fang Mo ignored everyone's shocked expressions, but looked at the white cotton in his hand with a smile: "Just like the cleanest lotus is born in the deepest mud... It is obviously a **** hand that is dirty and greasy and full of juice, but It's an amazing world to be able to pluck such white and soft little cotton."

   "Mr....Mr. Steve?"

  After seeing Fang Mo, George was stunned for a moment, but soon said as if seeing a savior: "Please find a way to save Dio!"

   "Don't panic, just leave this kind of matter to me, I'm a professional counterpart."

Fang Mo suddenly laughed happily, and then pulled out a green stick from his body: "Did I say it before? Mage is just my sub-profession, and my main job is actually a doctor. Didn't you just say that? Shouting where is the doctor? Now the doctor is here."

   "Can you save the child Dio?"

   George asked worriedly.

"certainly."

  Fang Mo smiled, and then directly summoned the substitute Steve, and placed two iron blocks beside the fountain: "Come two people, and carry this little 'bad guy' to the execution...to the operating table."

   "Hurry up, you two."

  Although George was also shocked by Fang Mo's magical method, he still quickly woke up and ordered to the people around him.

   "I'll help too!"

  Jonathan probably knew that he had made a mistake, so he hurried up to help, grabbed Dio's arm, cooperated with the others, and lifted him onto the operating table made of iron blocks.

I have to say that Dior is indeed the big villain, and he can still maintain his consciousness after all this. Obviously, he also saw the scene where Fang Mo appeared out of thin air just now. This surreal scene made him look at Fang Mo in shock: " You... what the **** are you!?"

   "I am a mage and a doctor. You can call me for short... Your Excellency the Forensic Doctor."

Fang Mo rolled up his sleeves while explaining: "In your current situation, you must undergo an operation immediately, otherwise you will undoubtedly die, but I have run out of anesthetics, so it will hurt a little bit, you can bear it, if you can't help it You can tell me."

   "I can't stand the pain now!" Dio said quickly.

   "Can you do arithmetic?"

   Fang Mo asked suddenly.

   "What?" Dio was also stunned by this inexplicable question, but subconsciously said: "A little bit..."

   "Very good, then let me ask you how much is 1000-7?"

  Fang Mo asked, and then slowly pulled out the Mayuling knife as big as a door panel from behind.

"993...Wait! What's the use of asking this all of a sudden?!" Dio replied honestly at first, but he quickly realized it, especially after seeing Fang Mo suddenly pull out the big knife , and couldn't help but widen his eyes, with a JOJO-style panic expression on his face: "You...what is that purple sword behind you going to use!?"

   "Oh, this one."

  Fang Mo had a smile on his face, and looked very kind and gentle. He picked up the Mayuling knife with one hand and swung it a while: "This is a magical tool that will be used later."

   "As for asking you to do math problems, it is to prevent you from passing out."

"Your current situation is very, very serious. We all know that men use their lower body to think, so you have no tools for thinking... I am a little worried that you will stop thinking after you pass out, and you will never wake up again. Therefore, during the operation, you Must stay awake."

   "I...I'm dying..."

  After listening to this, Dio struggled to get off the operating table: "Let me go to the doctor, I want to go to the doctor..."

  However, he hasn't finished speaking yet.

  Fang Mo waved his hand, and the emerald handle was inserted directly into his shoulder, nailing him firmly to the operating table.

   "Eee!?"

  Dio was frightened and let out a strange cry.

   "That, Mr. Steve." Seeing the scene in front of him, George Joestar couldn't help it: "You... really know how to heal diseases?"

   "Are you questioning me?"

  Fang Mo glanced at George Joestar in turn: "I was the one who woke you up when you fell off the cliff, otherwise you would have died twelve years ago."

   "Uh... sorry, I didn't doubt your medical skills."

  George hurriedly said: "I mean... Dio is dying now, and I am a little worried that he will not be able to hold on. After all, he is the child entrusted to me by my savior."

   "You can rest assured about this."

Fang Mo waved his hand and said, "I am the top genius doctor in the universe of genius doctors. I am proficient in many kinds of highly poisonous medicines, including Xiongshi Laofang, Danshen Dingchuan, Mongolian Medicine Heart and Brain Formula, and Killing Death Decoction. In two years, a total of...only one person was cured."

   "Is that person supposed to be me?"

  When George heard this, he broke out in a cold sweat. His life was really big at that time.

   "Okay, let the idlers get back, I'm going to treat the patient." Fang Mo didn't bother to continue talking to them, so he just waved his hand: "Don't affect my operation."

"This…"

   Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and finally can only focus on George.

   "I...would like to believe Mr. Steve."

  George Joestar hesitated for a moment, but nodded and said: "He is a kind magician, let's go down, he will cure that child Dio."

  George said so.

  The crowd had no choice but to retreat first.

   "Well, let me heal your wound first."

After seeing everyone retreating, Fang Mo also took the Mayuling knife and approached Dio, ignoring the opponent's struggle, and directly forcibly opened the opponent's two legs: "Huh! Good guy! Danny bit him!" It's really clean, Xiongfeng Mountain's lifeline is not so clean..."

  After thinking about it, Fang Mo directly took out two bottles of instant healing potions.

   "Here, take it."

  Fang Mo handed the potion to Dio: "When I say drink later, drink these two bottles of Xiongshi Laofang without any drop left, or you will be at your own risk."

   "There are... what consequences?"

   Dio asked hesitantly.

   "The autopsy report will most likely say that the body is complete and there is no trauma." Fang Mo spread his hands: "At the same time, the patient passed away peacefully."

"I drink!"

   Dior quickly pointed the bottle to his mouth as soon as he heard it, feeling like he was always on call.

   "Yeah, good boy."

Fang Mo nodded in satisfaction, then picked up the Mayuling knife, and slowly pointed the blade at Diobrando's belly button: "It's been a long time since I've had surgery, I feel a little rusty, um...then Let's cut it from here."

   "You... what are you doing!?"

   Dio panicked again when he saw this, what the **** is an operation, the **** black magician in front of him obviously wants to cut himself in half, right?

   Could it be that this is not an operation, but some evil ancient sacrifice ceremony! ?

  Is his dignified Mr. Dior going to die here?

   How can it be repaired! No!

   Just when Dior looked unwilling and desperate, Fang Mo also cut the knife without hesitation, only heard a puff, and then Fang Mo said directly: "Now, drink up Lao Fang!"

  Dio only felt a burst of severe pain, but his instinct for survival made him immediately pour the potion into his mouth.

  The next second, something bizarre happened.

Dio only felt an unbearable itching in his waist, and then he felt something growing out. Since he was nailed to the operating table, he couldn't see what happened, but what puzzled him was that the pain The feeling, and even the dizziness caused by the lack of blood in the brain disappeared at the same time.

"This…"

  Dior couldn't help showing an expression of disbelief: "How is this possible!?"

   "Your name is Dior, right?"

   And at this time, Fang Mo also suddenly chatted with him: "Actually, I'm quite strange. Danny doesn't usually bite. What did you do to make him so angry?"

"I…"

Dio subconsciously wanted to say that he kicked that stinky dog, but considering the relationship between Fang Mo and George, he changed his tone instantly, and said in an innocent and weak tone: "I'm sorry, I'm really afraid of dogs , I was too scared to see it pounce on me, I accidentally kicked it, I didn't expect it to be so fierce."

"Oh, like this."

  Fang Mo looked at Dior who was acting, and sighed inwardly. This kid was only twelve years old and already able to tell such lies with his eyes open.

   Obviously he kicked the dog himself, okay?

   It can only be said that this basket was not wronged.

To be honest, Fang Mo originally wanted him to lose little Dior, but considering that Dior was only a twelve-year-old child, although he had a bad personality, he had never really killed anyone, so Fang Mo also accepted it slightly. If he made a move, just to make the other party suffer a little bit, it can be regarded as giving him a chance.

   If he is so stubborn again in the future, he will naturally have all the means to cure him.

   "Don't kick that dog next time." Fang Mo persuaded with a sigh: "This time you lost face, next time you lose your life, isn't it good to live?"

"terribly sorry…"

  Dior looked at Fang Mo in front of him, his mind was shocked, and he tried hard to pretend to be innocent.

But for some reason, Dio Brando always had a weird feeling in his heart. The other party seemed to have seen through his acting, which made him a little flustered. After all, he came here to seek Joestar's family property. If you get rid of your own bad character, then you will be in trouble.

   But just thinking of this, the other party has already thrown a piece of white cloth over.

   "Okay, it's cured."

Fang Mo pulled out the emerald handle on the opponent's shoulder: "The lower body on this side, and the basket on that side are all superfluous things now, and it's not easy for others to interfere with your own things, so find a place to bury them yourself." Go, if you really can't find a place, you can just bury it with your father."

  (end of this chapter)

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