第一百六十四章三滴血(4/7)

                                                                                                张清江不懂啊，答应着，就退了出去。
                                                                                                                                                                韩子健问道：“贾少，你……你的意思是说，用缝衣针就能治疗人的针眼？”
                                                                                                                                                                贾思邈轻笑道：“应该可以。”
                                                                                                                                                                赵传志就火了，叫道：“什么是应该啊？那是人的眼睛，一旦出问题，你能付得起责任吗？”
                                                                                                                                                                一直默不作声的小白，冷笑道：“你也是大夫，你敢说你给人做手术，就有百分百的把握吗？”
                                                                                                                                                                “你这是什么意思？”
                                                                                                                                                                “你想是什么意思，那就是什么意思。”
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           “你……”
                                                                                                                                                                赵传志霍下站起来，攥着一个酒瓶子，手指着小白，骂道：“你个小白脸，信不信我……啊”敢骂小白是小白脸？连贾思邈都差点儿让他给割喉了。现在，赵传志口无遮拦，说出了小白最忌讳的事情，小白岂能惯着他？抓起手中的盘子，直接砸在了赵传志的脑袋上，然后，他就窜了起来，手中抄起了那破碎的半截盘子，就这样冷冷地盯着赵传志。
                                                                                          

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