Miao Zhengyi paused for a moment before finishing his thought, "I will definitely choose not to use the Powder for Anesthesia! Like the story of scraping the bone to treat poison says, I want to be a real hero without resorting to the Powder for Anesthesia!"
Mu Lingyun: ...
It hadn't been apparent before, but this person seemed to be a naive young man in his awkward phase.
Jiang Jingxin: ...
Listening to him, it's as if he believes the choice of using anesthesia or not is his to make.
Which doctor would dare operate on someone without anesthesia?
He's thinking way too much!
After Miao Zhengyi finished speaking, he noticed that the two of them were still looking at him with a weird expression on their faces.
Feeling somewhat embarrassed, he asked, "Is there a problem?"
"No!" Mu Lingyun shook her head, "It's a great thought!"
She felt that it was important to respect these young men's desire to express themselves.
