C1734 Calm down Calm down

As we speak, the syringe is ready.

Although it was much thicker than the silver needle syringe, there was no other way. Saving people was like putting out a fire. At this time, Qin Luo did not care about the thickness. He took the syringe from the air stewardess and stabbed it towards the middle point of the consonance line on the inner humerus of the old man's right arm