Chapter 672 - Unreliable

Song Ci is very full of words, and he is really confident.

She's a woman who has cured swine fever!

No matter how difficult it is to deal with Maomao, is there swine fever?

What's more, now that her skills have been upgraded, she has a greater grasp of healing.

Mao Mao didn't want to refuse her kindness, after all, people traveled thousands of miles to make a special trip, and he appreciated it very much.

But he didn't think it could really be.

With the idea of playing with my cute little sister, I cooperated generously.

Song Ci has fought with him day and night, and he can be regarded as his brother in life and death, what can't he accommodate to his comrades?

Isn't it just a game of doctor healing?

The patient is willing to cooperate, and the family members do not stop them, oh, it is the doctor's family, the patient's family is not here, there is only an elderly grandmother left, who is not in good health in her hometown, and she didn't dare to tell her the news.

"Mom, take a break and eat some fruit. Dad, you and Uncle Lin help me. ”

Song Ci gave a serious order and appointed two assistants.

Song Chunan has partnered with his girlfriend many times, and they cooperate very tacitly.

Song Ci first checked Maomao's pulse and body decently, and concluded calmly:

"No amputation. ”

Song Chunan's eyes lit up, and his face was full of words that were great!

Even Mao Mao couldn't help but raise a hint of anticipation.

What if, right?

Lin Ming didn't say a word, and listened to the command throughout the whole process.

Song Ci first pricked a row of needles on the front of Mao Mao, and then a miracle reappeared.

The silver needles buzzed, trembling in unison.

"Mom, you go out with Sijiu first. ”

Song Ci remembered an indecent symptom and hurriedly reminded him.

Li Shengnan's face turned pale, and he also remembered the stench made by Old Man Zang, and hurriedly picked up Sijiu, who was guarding the rabbit, and ran out, and firmly closed the door of the ward.

Fortunately, Maomao lives in a single ward, otherwise the patient will also suffer from the stench.

Song Chun'an had to stay to assist her daughter, and she also thought of something inappropriate, so she was in a hurry, pulled up her neck and tied her mouth and nose, covered her daughter, and kindly reminded Lin Ming to do it.

Lin Ming's eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly thought of the inexplicable smell in the county hospital and the city guest house, and he quickly took protective measures.

Mao Mao on the hospital bed was awake all the time, looking at the singing silver needles on his body with a shocked face, and he almost couldn't feel the heat that followed his legs.

It's amazing!

What kind of trick is this? I haven't heard of it!

Song Chun'an felt the need to take care of his little brother who was suffering from his life, and asked his daughter angrily:

"Why don't you stab him unconscious?"

Song Ci pricked another needle indifferently, and fell asleep with a crooked hairy head.

Lin Ming wanted to ask that sentence again, are you really not playing with a hidden weapon?

The patient fainted smoothly, which did not affect the operation in the slightest.

Soon, the silver needle stopped buzzing and spontaneously fell off.

At the same time, an unpleasant stench spread through the room, causing people to retch.

"It's too sinful. ”

Song Chunan immediately ran to the window with his daughter in his arms to breathe, and said with palpitations:

"Girl, if you still find a way to change this stitch again, you can't stand it when you go back like this. Don't call it deflated, it's okay to change it to diarrhea. ”

Lin Ming also squeezed over to breathe fresh air, but his expression was obviously calmer than theirs, and at first glance he was an excellent warrior who had experienced vicissitudes.

After listening to the unreliable advice of the parents, Lin Ming calmly asked:

"Isn't diarrhea more disgusting?"

Song Ci used his spiritual power to open a shield for himself, and also adjusted the sensitivity of his sense of smell, but he didn't feel anything.

Listening to others questioning my father, I hurriedly maintained:

"What my dad meant was to wait until after the surgery to tell them to detoxify by defecation. ”

"Yes, or my daughter knows me!" Song Chunan nodded again and again, even in this situation, he did not forget his daughter.

Song Ci slapped his head, looking annoyed.

"Why did I forget, I can give you a few stitches to temporarily close your sense of smell!"