Hou Yong was dumbfounded. Throughout the annals of history and his own past and present lives, he had never heard of a situation that required anesthesia for the very first time.
Looking at the two items in the drawer—the white liquor was clearly meant for numbing, and if he guessed correctly, the white towel was prepared for the girl to bite down on to endure the pain.
Hou Yong was thoroughly defeated.
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