Often, it is not the doctor's job to change the patient's dressing.

It's all because Jiang Runsheng is handsome and suffocating, and he has an arrogant and persuasive ascetic aura in his bones.

The little nurse was fascinated by him. When unraveling the gauze in front of Xia Zhiyin, the technique was heavy, and she "hissed" in pain.

Jiang Runsheng took the medicine directly from the nurse and drove the idlers out.

Xia Zhiyin lay on the examination table, and he carefully removed the gauze to reveal her injured eyes. The bright eyes of the past were full of red bloodshots. Xia Zhiyin faintly saw a white figure. There was a strong stinging sensation in the hazy light entering her eyes, and she closed her eyes reflexively.

Jiang Runsheng knew that she was photophobia after the operation.

He directly turned off the headlights above his head, and the room instantly dimmed.

With a sound of "Huh~", Jiang Runsheng opened the curtains.

"The white moonlight is the softest, you will just take a moment, otherwise I won't be able to see you change the dressing. ”

In the quiet of the night, the moonlight shrouded the two people like a silver-white circle of light.

Xia Zhiyin's nervous red lips opened slightly, and he approached her with tweezers and gauze dipped in the potion, carefully disinfecting and applying medicine to her wounds.

Just looking at the shadows, the two of them look like kissing lovers.

Xia Zhiyin couldn't see anything, but she could feel that his face was only a few centimeters away from her. They breathed in a circuitous cycle, and her cheeks were hot.

The cool potion fell into her eyes, and she blinked.

In his ears was his magnetic deep voice, "If it hurts, just tell me." ”

"It hurts. ”

"Well, it won't hurt if you hold on a little longer. ”

"Why is it more painful than before the operation? Can you give me some anesthetic?"

"No, you can't. Jiang Runsheng coldly refused. "I didn't give you an anesthetic during the operation. ”

In her particular case, anesthesia may cause mist edema of the corneal epithelium that is not conducive to suturing. And it's easy to get scarred.

Xia Zhiyin was slightly stunned and said, "Doctor's parents, I believe you have your reason." ”

"Thank you for your trust. ”

Xia Zhiyin recalled that on the operating table, although she couldn't see his expression and demeanor, she could clearly feel his composure and skillful skills.

"Xia Zhiyin, have you heard the story of Liu Bocheng's eyes?"

"Listen up. ”

"Liu Bocheng, the general. Take the lead in every battle. The stray bullet pierced the skull and injured the right eye, causing blood to flow.

He sought medical attention.

The doctor said: Your injuries must be gouged out of your eyeballs, cut the carrion, and sew the blood vessels tightly to be cured.

No anesthesia was applied during the operation, and it was able to withstand 72 knives without falling. When everyone heard this, they were all convinced.

Liu Bocheng, brave and fearless, is the god of the army. ”

Director Jiang seemed to have turned the operating table into a lectern, and her subdued voice fascinated her inexplicably, forgetting the pain.

Jiang Runsheng poured ice cubes into the yarn bag and applied it to her slightly swollen face.

She exclaimed, as she felt an unusually cold sensation in her face.

"Your face needs a cold compress to relieve pain and swelling. Jiang Runsheng was a little embarrassed, "Did I wake you up?"

Xia Zhiyin came back to her senses, her eyes continued to be sour and painful after surgery, and she couldn't sleep at all. She put her hands on her abdomen, "Director Jiang." I'm thinking about how to apologize to you, I have an ostrich reaction, I didn't mean to call you husband before. ”

Jiang Runsheng knew that her situation belonged to a psychological defense mechanism. Long live understanding, "It's okay, I'm single." ”

The answer that he was single was impeccable, but Xia Zhiyin's face was hot, and the ice cube sandbag was actually a kind of torture of ice and fire for her at this time.