Looking at Chu Qingchen's action of injecting, Qin Mubai had the feeling of being slaughtered while lying on the bed (bed chuáng), but this feeling was not so painful, and he had some expectations in his heart.

Seeing Chu Qingchen's focused eyes, Qin Mubai began to enjoy the feeling of being slaughtered, with a thermometer in his mouth and a liquid on his hand. After a while, a pair of hot eyes will be stared through on his thighs.

Every part of the body will be pinned, not by the enemy, but by the pretty little medicine man, whose solid heart beats irregularly.

Qin Mubai had a feeling that Chu Qingchen wanted to get close to him, but she was rejecting her own thoughts in her heart Chu Qingchen looked innocent on the surface, but there was an irresistible stubbornness in his bones.

Qin Mubai looked at Chu Qingchen's young face with a torch in his eyes, such a young heart seemed to have experienced the vicissitudes of life, which made people want to pity (love) and caress it.

Chu Qingchen tightly tied Qin Mubai's wrist with a rubber tube, "Clench your hand into a fist and clench it." ”

Chu Qingchen held Qin Mubai's clenched fist with his upper hand, and the green tendons on the back of his hand were attached to the muscle (flesh) texture on the back of his hand, which was clearly visible. The slender fingers don't look like the hand holding the gun at all, but like the hand playing the piano.

Chu Qingchen's eyes were steady, and with a needle, the needle steadily pierced into the veins on the back of Qin Mubai's hand, her hands were fast, her hands moved up and down a few times, and the liquid hanging high began to flow slowly into Qin Mubai's blood vessels.

After pricking the needle, Chu Qingchen moved his gaze to Qin Mubai's thigh, the gauze that was bandaged just today had blood stains coming out, Chu Qingchen frowned slightly, and the wound must have opened again.

Chu Qingchen took the medical hand (set tào) with both hands, and this time it was much easier than noon, because the blood stains had not dried yet. Chu Qingchen picked up the medical scissors and slowly cut them from the bottom to the top directly against the skin on Qin Mubai's thighs.

Qin Mubai's eyes were about to fall out, staring at Chu Qingchen's sharp scissors with his crotch, from the bottom to the top, the white gauze was like a white lotus, slowly blooming one by one, and the skin was slowly exposed.

Chu Qingchen didn't seem to notice where the scissors in her hand were aimed at at all, her eyes stared at the scissors in her hand by mistake, Chu Qingchen's action was not very fast, and it could be seen that she was very cautious.

The higher Chu Qingchen's scissors went, Qin Mubai's nerves, which were still relaxed just now, became nervous, and Chu Qingchen's scissors were aimed at his lifeline.

Why didn't she choose the outside side, but the inside of the thigh, he began to doubt Chu Qingchen's intentions, she must have done it on purpose.

"I had a big wound on the outside of my thigh, and I was afraid that the scissors would hurt the wound, so I had to cut it from the inside. Chu Qingchen lowered her head and didn't look at Qin Mubai, she seemed to be able to guess Qin Mubai's thoughts and explained.

The gauze wrapped around the fruit was slowly cut, and the wound was slowly exposed, as Chu Qingchen imagined, the wound that had been cleaned at noon bloomed again, and the blood beads were still pouring out drop by drop.

Chu Qingchen's movements became slow, she used medical water to clean the blood on the wound first, and cleaned the bloodstains, Chu Qingchen saw a small black spot from the blood-red muscle (flesh ròu), Chu Qingchen gently pinched it with tweezers, but it didn't come out, as if it was pierced (quite tǐng) deep,.

"Does it hurt?" Chu Qingchen touched the small black spot.

Chu Qingchen felt pain when he pinched the tweezers just now, he didn't make a sound, and now seeing Chu Qingchen asking, Qin Mubai nodded, "Mm-hmm." "Vaguely answered.

Chu Qingchen leaned closer, and after taking a closer look, the black spot was simply a metal pierced into it. If you want to get it out, you have to have a small surgery.

I knew I was on the operating table, not in the pharmacy, but now it's no longer appropriate to go to the operating room.

Qin Mubai took the thermometer from his mouth, "What's wrong?"

Chu Qingchen: "(Flesh ròu) is pierced with a piece of metal, no wonder the wound does not heal, I still have metal in it under the examination." ”

Qin Mubai looked at Chu Qingchen staring at his thighs intently, Chu Qingchen can also perform surgery on people in a pharmaceutical major, but she is (quite tǐng) miscellaneous, "What kind of subject did you study?"

"Cranial Surgery. ”

"Why are you in the pharmacy department again?"

"I have a double degree, managing pharmacists, and my family thinks that surgery is too bloody and not suitable for girls, so I went through the back door and entered the pharmacy department. Don't doubt my technique, you are also being crushed into the ** by metal fragments, at noon I only thought about the wound, and after thinking about it in the afternoon, I felt that there must be something dirty inside, so the wound does not heal, and this is really the case. When Chu Qingchen heard what Qin Mu meant in the vernacular, he knew that he was doubting her surgical skills.

"Surgery?"

"Cranial Surgery. Chu Qingchen corrected.

Chu Qingchen said in his heart, I have done craniotomy on patients, and I still care about your little skin trauma, which is a bit too underestimated.

"Abbas, come over with those gauzes. Chu Qingchen saw the blood gushing out, and looked at the gauze on the plate as if it was not enough.

There is also one of the most important problems is anesthetic, which should be given to Qin Mubai as a local anesthetic.

If she went into the operating room, there was an anesthesiologist and a nurse to help prepare for it, but she just wanted to change the dressing, and she didn't expect it to be so complicated.

Abbas, who was boiling medicine, heard Chu Qingchen call him, and he skillfully found the shelf where the gauze was placed from the medicine shelf. Help Chu Qingchen carry a box of gauze and put it in Chu Qingchen's hand.

"Abbas went to the drawer and got me a flashlight. Chu Qingchen completely regarded Abbas as her little assistant.

Abbas took the flashlight from the drawer, stood behind Chu Qingchen's (body shēn) with very long eyes, turned on the flashlight and aimed at Da Bai's injured part, Abbas is now following Chu Qingchen, and he is about to become his little assistant, he can understand a look and a word.

The strong light focused on Qin Mubai's wound, and Chu Qingchen could clearly see that there were several small black spots inside.

"Did the doctor who dealt with you take out the metal inside?" Chu Qingchen thought to himself, the doctor was simply a Mongolian doctor, and he didn't treat the patient seriously, it was simply a mistake (情qíng).

"I bandaged it myself, and I didn't have time to find a doctor. Qin Mubai (quite tǐng) Chu Qingchen said this, and his old face couldn't help but turn red.

"From the perspective of bandaging techniques, I was professional, but I didn't take out the metal pieces in the (肉ròu), so the wound never healed. Chu Qingchen carefully peeled off a black spot, clamped the black dot with tweezers, and then suddenly pulled out an inch-long thin metal wire from the (meat ròu).

“。。。。。。 Qin Mubai's painful cold sweat flowed down.

"Patience, there are two more, it is estimated that they are not so long, and the one just now is a little long. Chu Qingchen carefully peeled off the (flesh) around the black spots, and did not notice that there was a barb.

"What cash crops are there in Syria?" Chu Qingchen wanted to pull Qin Mubai's thoughts away from him now, and he couldn't let Qin Mubai focus on his legs.

"Ouch。。。。。。 Before Qin Mubai could answer, Chu Qingchen had another metal nail in his hand. (To be continued.) )