"Please bring me some iodine, cotton and a pair of tweezers!" Wei Ping ordered.
No one paid any attention to him.
Because the two people closest to them were Qian An and Guo De'an, they didn't care what Wei Ping said.
"Who can help me get it?" Yang Ke was anxious.
Why don't these people listen?
Qian An immediately said: "I'll do it, I'll do it!"
For the goddess, he is willing to pay and take anything.
Soon the things were placed on the table.
Yang Ke looked at the thorn and found it was a little deep.
"This shouldn't require surgery, right?" she asked.
If I have surgery, there will be scars on my hands.
The hands will not look good.
"No, a pair of tweezers will do the trick!"
Wei Ping said with certainty.
Then he began to disinfect Yang Ke's hands.
At this time, Yang Ke didn't know that he was controlling the small thorn to move outward, coordinating with his ability of perspective.
He can find where to apply force more accurately.
Looking at the serious Wei Ping.
Yang Ke had forgotten the pain at this time.
She supported her chin with her right hand and looked at the serious man.
People say that serious men are the most handsome.
At this moment, Wei Ping was full of charm in her eyes.
It gives people a sense of security and makes people feel at ease.
"Okay, it's out!"
Wei Ping put a thorn on the tray.
Yang Ke was disinfected again.
"Successfully controlled the bamboo thorns to separate from the leather, received RMB 20, proficiency +1, 131/1000"
At this time, Qian An walked over and took out a tape measure from his pocket.
"Hmm... 0.5cm long!"
It’s really 0.5 centimeters.
Qian An also did something incredible. He put the small thorn into a small bag.
It is a being that has the blood of the goddess flowing in it, and must be well preserved.
This caused everyone to call him a pervert.
Many people looked at him in a strange way.
However, before anyone could say anything.
A nasty voice came.
"What do you do at work?"
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