Mo Yuxin's head was groggy, and her hands unconsciously hugged Yang Ming's back, forgetting about her illness a long time ago. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Ming was about to go further, when suddenly there was a sound from the door: "What's the matter, which one locked the door." Is there anyone in there, is there anyone in there? ”

Hearing the human voice, Mo Yuxin's god came back all of a sudden, moved Yang Ming's dishonest hand, and wanted to escape from his arms, but Yang Ming hugged Xiao Man's waist with one hand and couldn't escape.

Yang Ming whispered in Mo Yuxin's ear: "She doesn't have a key, she will definitely look for it, and we will leave when she leaves." ”

Soon, there was no movement at the door, Mo Yuxin wanted to leave, Yang Ming pulled her, "Wife, don't want to be treated?" ”

"You took advantage of everything, and you almost got it, what do you want?" Mo Yuxin pouted, as if she was angry, she really didn't have the face to see people, she could be said to be an accident last night, but she couldn't tell what she was just now.

"Of course, I'm treating you, sit down obediently, don't move." Yang Ming took out Xu Shiman's empty bottle from his bag and opened it, and then drew a mysterious rune on Mo Yuxin's head, pressed his hand on the rune to use the power of martial soul into her head, and after wrapping the tumor with soul power, he quickly recited a few strange spells in his mouth, and then slowly raised his hand.

When Yang Ming's hand was about ten centimeters away from the top of Mo Yuxin's head, he stopped moving, and his five fingers kept moving, and a trace of black qi emerged from Mo Yuxin's Baihui acupoint and floated to Yang Ming's palm.

With Yang Ming's movements, black qi continued to pour out, and in a moment, there was a thick black mist the size of a pigeon's egg in his palm.

Until Mo Yuxin's head stopped emitting black gas, Yang Ming took the mineral water bottle, put the black mist in it, and tightened the cap.

Earlier, he had treated two people who almost died, and now with medical skills, Yang Ming was almost paralyzed from exhaustion, wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, and said, "It's done." ”

Mo Yuxin knew that Yang Ming had cured her, and felt a little inexplicable, "What's coming?" ”

"I mean, I've got your brain tumor out of you, No, right here." Yang Ming shook the bottle in his hand, "In order to treat you, I used a lot of strength, how can you compensate me?" ”

After the black mist the size of the pigeon's egg entered the bottle, it lost Yang Ming's control, and soon spread to fill the entire bottle, Mo Yuxin pointed to the black bottle, "You mean, what is inside is my brain tumor?" ”

Yang Ming said: "I used the power of my unique martial soul to turn your brain tumor into a gas-like state and withdraw it from your body, and your head has been restored to health. ”

Mo Yuxin looked at Yang Ming with a straight face, "Do you think I will believe it?" For normal people, Yang Ming's words are too hard to believe, at least she doesn't believe it.

"I know you won't believe it, I just asked for a CT test list, go, I'll take you to check it again." Yang Ming packed his things, hugged the warm little man's waist, and walked to the door.

As soon as I arrived at the door, the door opened, and the aunt in her fifties outside took a picture with the two of them.

was discovered, Mo Yuxin blushed to the root of his ears, but Yang Ming was very generous.

When the aunt saw the two of them coming out coldly, she looked at them carefully, gave them a knowing smile, and obviously classified the two into the category of lovers, "Young man, don't lock the door next time." ”

"Eldest sister, I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry, I didn't find a good place, I won't be sure next time." Yang Mingtian smiled with a grimace.

As soon as I heard the word eldest sister, my aunt's smile became more kind, no matter how old a woman is, she cares about her age.

Leaving the storage room and walking a few steps, Mo Yuxin poked Yang Ming's waist, who was still smirking, and said angrily: "It's all you, will I still have the face to see people in the future?" ”

Yang Ming didn't care at all, and said: "It's normal for men and women to love each other, not to mention that we don't know that aunt, what are we afraid of." ”

"Yes, yes, who has your thick skin." Mo Yuxin scolded with a smile, thought of the brain tumor again, and was depressed, and asked in a low voice, "Yang Ming, do I really not have to die?" ”

"Put ten thousand hearts, my good wife, I can't die until you give me ten or eight fat dolls."

Yang Ming took Mo Yuxin, first went to the CT room to mark the price, went to the cashier to pay the money, and then waited outside the CT room, and after half an hour, the new CT film arrived.

Holding the CT film, Mo Yuxin's hands were trembling, in terms of common sense, his illness could not be cured so easily, but he was very much looking forward to Yang Ming, a bad boy who looked like a pervert, could cure himself.

When she walked outside the door of the internal medicine clinic, Mo Yuxin's feet couldn't walk, she was afraid that after Yang Ming gave her hope, the fact was desperate.

Yang Ming guessed Mo Yuxin's thoughts, stroked her golden hair, and said softly: "With me here, don't worry about anything." ”

After entering the internal medicine outpatient clinic, the doctor just finished seeing a patient, saw Yang Ming and the two coming in, and greeted: "Have you changed your mind, if so, I will contact Director Chu for you immediately." ”

"It's not that I've changed my mind, I want you to watch this film, I'm sorry for you." Yang Ming handed over Mo Yuxin's new film.

After taking the film and inserting it into the light curtain, the doctor looked at it and said, "Little brother, your head is very healthy, and there is nothing wrong with it." ”

Mo Yuxin was inexplicably surprised, and asked in surprise: "Doctor, you can see clearly, you have to look carefully and carefully, is there really no problem with the new film?" ”

The doctor was a little suspicious, hell, you are a person who is dying, why is your friend not sick, as happy as if you are not sick?