Self-harm is better than death.

No matter how tired and bitter she is, she still wants to live.

After feeding a cat and a person, she was still as safe as before, but Mu Tianen could feel that Ling Ze had left more time on her forehead than before.

Maybe he's just thinking, but it's just a broken head, how can it be a bad injury for a month.

If it weren't for him, he might have to make sure for himself in the next second.

If it was fake, Mu Tianen knew that maybe she really had to die.

"Let's go, we're out."

Mu Tianen held Xiaofen in her arms, ready to take it to the hospital, it stayed at home alone, she was not too relieved, although she could be sure that Xiaofen was a very well-behaved cat, and would not go to the house to uncover the tiles when no one was around, but she always felt that if she put it at home, what would happen?

When he arrived at the door of the hospital, Mu Tianen put his hand on his head, and under the light touch, there was a clear pain.

She walked in and habitually touched her bag.

Xiaofen has always stayed in her bag very well, even in the car, she has not moved, so since this journey, no one knows that there is a cat hidden in her bag.

Just like now, no matter how you tease it, it doesn't bark, and I don't know where I think this is a fake cat.

came in, Zhuo Xinming also raised his head when he heard the sound of the door outside, and saw Mu Tianen walking in, and as soon as Mu Tianen came in, he already knew that she might not be very good.

As a doctor, or a doctor who cultivates both Chinese and Western medicine, just at a glance, you can probably conclude from Mu Tianen's figure, complexion, and the spirit she shows outside, what is her current situation?

Not good, still bad.

"Hello Dr. Zhuo."

Mu Tianen smiled, like the girl next door, simple and a little cute, but she was a woman who had gone through thousands of sails, calm and calm, this kind of atmosphere between the two can be said to be extreme years, all of which were kneaded on one person's body.

It seems to be disproportionate, but there is a sense of harmony in it.

It seems that she should have felt this way, and she should have felt this way.

"Sit down."

Zhuo Xinming coughed lightly in order to hide the embarrassment that he would have from time to time now.

Mu Tianen sat down, but as soon as he sat down, Zhuo Xinming heard a cat's meow.

And the kitten, who had been obediently staying in Mu Tianen's bag, had already crawled out of her bag.

"Dr. Zhuo, do you like cats?

Mu Tianen asked him, and also pressed Xiao Fan's little head into the bag, not that she didn't want to put Xiao Fan out, if this table doctor didn't like it, or was allergic to anchor hairs, then Xiao Fan would be better to stay in her bag.

"Yes, it's okay."

Table Tianen touched his nose, maybe it's the same sentence, I don't like it, but I don't hate it, sometimes other people's domestic ones will take a few more looks, and if it is a whim, I can touch one or two more handfuls.

"Meow ......" is a cry again, how to say this sound, it seems to be quite magical.

Mu Tianen hugged Xiao Fan out.

A person and a cat are staring at you with their eyes open like this, how can this picture be so, so ......

Well, that's funny.

"You're a good-looking cat."

Zhuo Xinming touched Xiao Pink's head, Garfield, milk tea, but with some pink, big face and short nose, how are they stupid and cute.

"It's called Little Powder."

Mu Tianen put Xiao Fan in front of his eyes, and Xiao Fan may have also arrived in a strange place, so he was a little scared, and he kept shrinking into the arms of his master.

Zhuo Xinming couldn't help but poke the cat's head again.

It seems to be really fun, or he will get one for himself, the life of a single dog is really difficult, and if he is raised, he can give birth to a few cat babies with Mu Tianen's one.

But when he thought about his days again, he finally felt that it was over.

The profession of a doctor is not fixed, he himself eats in the canteen most of the time, how can he have the leisure to raise a cat master.

Okay, he stood up, and I'll take a look at your injuries.

As he spoke, he also washed his hands under the faucet on the side, and this was the time to come over and help Mu Tianen untie the gauze on his head, but when his hand touched the gauze, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Did you move the gauze?"

Everyone's habits are different, so everything you do is different.

Just like doctors, when they wrap gauze, they will naturally have their own set of methods, which are not tight, do not strangle the wound, and do not loosen easily.

And the gauze on Mu Tianen's head was obviously passive.

"It fell off on its own, Mu Tianen was playing with Xiao Fan's little paws, and I wrapped it myself."

And when she said this, she had been lowering her eyes slightly, her expression was unknown, her complexion was unknown, but her tone was quite peaceful.

Zhuo Xinming didn't have any doubts.

Because he had already untied the gauze, but after untying it, he sat back in his chair, and that feeling was called helplessness, or heartache, or lovelessness.

"Mu Tianen, can you tell me, have you done anything?"

Mu Tianen's fingers holding the cat's paws and playing finally paused, and then continued casually, she is really very glad that she brought Xiao Fan here, otherwise, when she is so embarrassed, she may not even know where to put her hand?

"What's wrong?"

Mu Tianen pretended not to hear what Zhuo Xinming meant, or did her senses really go wrong?

"The wound is infected."

Zhuo Xinming knew that this was not good news, but Mu Tianen didn't seem to care at all.

This is her own injury, her own pain, is it possible, she really wants to make a scar the size of a bowl on her head, and it will not be half a hair in the future?

After Mu Tianen waited there for a long time, he asked Zhuo Xinming, "Then I, can I take a look?" ”

She doesn't know what the infection looks like? And Zhuo Xinming's expression, is this serious?

"It's better not to look at it."

Zhuo Xinming took out the tools, now is not the time to talk about this, he still has to help her deal with these wounds.

And this processing is a, a very sad process.

It's harder and more painful than the last time.

Mu Tianen looked at those tools, and when those cold cold lights flashed her eyes, she still instinctively stiffened her body, and then her nose was so sore.

Suddenly, there was a thud, as if something had fallen.

"Meow ......"

Xiao Fan scratched his cat face with his meat paws, and then licked his master's fingers too.

And Mu Tianen lowered his head and put his finger on Xiao Fan's head.