Mu Jing smiled and rubbed Yuan Lin's head, "Are all the medicines loaded?" ”

"It's still a little closer, Brother Jing, do you want to check to see if we got it right, is there anything missing?"

"No, I only know cold medicine and safflower oil."

One sentence made Yuan Lin speechless, he went to the cabinet to get some medicine, put on the bulging backpack on his back, and then picked up Zhou Qiyang's, and said, "Brother Yang fainted, we have to wait for him to wake up before ......"

Before he could speak, he saw Mu Jing directly pick up the person, easily squeezed it up, and said, "Let's go." ”

"......" looked relaxed, as if she was not holding a person of more than a hundred catties, but a ball of cotton.

Yuan Lin involuntarily looked at his arm, obviously it looked similar, how could the difference be so big?

I easily carried the person upstairs, and when I was about to kick the door with my foot in front of the operating room, the door opened from the inside.

Yin Ze almost saw her holding someone in her arms, the expectation in his eyes condensed into ice, and he turned sideways to let them go in first, and he followed them after closing the door.

"What's wrong?"

He was a little upset in his heart, but reason was reminding himself that he shouldn't be emotionally upset about such extenuating things, and he needed to be calm.

"Something interesting."

When Mu Jing was thinking about where to put Zhou Qiyang, the person who was hugged by her princess woke up.

At first, Zhou Qiyang was still a little confused, and then he saw that Mu Jing was looking down at him, his head was a little unable to turn and he was looking at her with doubts, as if he was thinking about why she was above him.

"Now that you're awake, you don't have to continue hugging it."

Yin Ze's words were like a lot of fine ice slag, which drilled into Zhou Qiyang's ears, making his eyes widen, and said, "It's hard work." ”

Mu Jing raised his eyebrows, and didn't forget to hold his shoulder when he put the person down, "Are you dizzy?" ”

Zhou Qiyang stood in place for a while, and after getting used to it, he shook his head and said, "I should have just woken up, so I'm still a little dizzy, it's okay." ”

"Hmm."

Retract your hand and hook your index finger to his chin to make him look up.

He hit the light on the little fish scales that grew out of his neck, and said, "Bancao, if you don't get it, your head may become a fish head." ”

Zhou Qiyang continued to raise his head according to her meaning, "What do you mean?" ”

"Brother Yang, you have fish scales on your neck."

For all kinds of visions, Yuan Lin didn't feel how terrible, but felt that it was amazing to look at his neck, and while wanting to reach out and touch it, he turned his head and asked Mu Jing, "Brother Jing, can you touch this thing?" ”

"It's okay when the mucus dries."

After Yuan Lin heard this answer, he carefully observed it, and now that he had indeed killed it, he stretched out his finger and touched the scales of the fish on his neck, "Brother Yang, how do you feel now?" ”

Zhou Qiyang tilted his head and squinted at him, "Do you want to chop off your hand?" ”

Yuan Lin looked at Mu Jing a little nervously, "Brother Jing, is Brother Yang infected?" Temper suddenly became so short-tempered. ”

"It will be affected a little bit, so that it will not be infected."

"Oh......"

Yuan Lin was a little relieved, but when he saw Zhou Qiyang lowering his head and touching his neck, he couldn't help but ask worriedly: "Brother Yang, do you hurt?" ”

"It's fine."

It's just that I've just been strangled, and it hurts a little when I speak, "Brother Jing, will this thing always be on me?" ”