didn't go far, and when he saw An Yin waiting in front, he frowned.

An Yin looked behind Qin Jian and didn't see Rong Xun, "Rong Xun is gone?" ”

"Hmm." Qin Jian's tone was very light.

"Oh." An Yin turned and walked back.

Qin Jian thought that Rong Xun had made his position clear to him, and he wanted to attack An Yin, which was a little unpleasant, Qin Jian suddenly asked, "Do you like him?" ”

An Yin rolled her eyes, a little speechless, if you have a good relationship, you like it?

Lazily said: "Yes." ”

It's like, but it's not between men and women.

Qin Jian stopped talking and followed behind her without saying a word.

The next day.

An Yin followed Xiang Shaolong into the observation room.

Ding Hong looked at Xiang Shaolong, who was examining the child, and was so nervous that he pinched the sweat of his palm.

Sang Pingfan looked at Xiang Shaolong with wide eyes.

Xiang Shaolong took out the small medicine bottle that he had injected Sang Pingfan yesterday and handed it to An Yin, "Injection." ”

"What? Afraid of stabbing him? ”

"Hmm." An Yin nodded honestly.

"Have you read the book?"

"Yes."

"Then prick." Xiang Shaolong took a thin whip, circled the child's arm, and said the precautions.

An Yin's scalp is numb, boss, even if it is an intern internship at the health school, it is not a sting as soon as he comes.

Xiang Shaolong saw that An Yin was stunned and didn't move, and his face fell, "You brought the person back, the medicine is here, don't inject to pull it down." ”

"What happens if you don't inject this medicine?"

"Yesterday's surgery was done in vain, then it worsened, and then I died."

"But I haven't given anyone an injection......"

Xiang Shaolong turned around and left directly.

An Yin looked at Xiang Shaolong's back, a little speechless.

What's this called?

Sang Pingfan pulled Anyin's sleeve, "Sister, you tie it, I'm not afraid of pain." ”

An Yin smiled reluctantly, this is a blood vessel, not a matter of pain......

turned around and saw that Xiang Shaolong was really gone.

Xiang Shaolong has a strange personality and says the same.

It seems that if she doesn't inject Sang Pingfan, he will really leave it alone.

No matter what, fight.

An Yin silently read the theory in the book in his mind, and then thought through what Xiang Shaolong had taught him just now, picked up the syringe, drew the needle, and then disinfected it with iodine.

But when he held the needle close to the child's arm, he hesitated.

What if the blood vessel is not pierced, or the blood vessel is punctured?

Sang Pingfan smiled at An Yin's encouragement, "We didn't tie it, and we will tie it again." ”

An Yin smiled.

The child's trust and encouragement made her feel at ease.

The tip of the needle slowly advanced against the child's delicate skin, and the hand was steady without a trace of trembling.

Ding Hong outside looked at it tightly.

An Yin inserted the needle into the blood vessel, and all the symptoms were not abnormal, and after confirming that the needle was correct, she slowly injected the needle into it.

When I pulled the needle out, I pressed the eye of the needle with a cotton swab, only to find that my legs were weak.

Xiang Shaolong stood outside and saw this, and only then did he really leave.

Mingjie, who was also standing outside watching, looked at An Yin and smiled with relief, and also left with Xiang Shaolong.

Sang Pingfan is out of danger and no longer needs to stay in the observation room.

An Yin sent Sang Pingfan to the next ward.

Ding Hong walked up quickly and picked up his son.

"Mom." Sang Pingfan called Ding Hong.

Ding Hong's eyes immediately turned red.

An Yin helped Sang Pingfan put away the infusion bottle and left the ward.

The word 'thank you', Ding Hong has never said it, but looking at An Yin's eyes, there is more trust and respect.