Chapter 253: Chronicle of the Sanatorium

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Mo Nanyan's expression was firm, and after his fingertips were pointed on the woman's forehead, small and faint red marks slowly emerged, and the silver memory was transmitted to the soul of another person along the power, Mo Nanyan gritted his teeth and made a great decision.

It was the first time she had been so assertive.

Hopefully, she doesn't blame her.

A steady stream of memories washed over Mo Zishu's soul, her eyebrows frowned slightly, she didn't dare to swallow the dates, but carefully combed every fragment and small detail, and after she opened her eyes again, it was already the second day.

"The patient in room 207 is awake."

"Quick, notify Doctor Qin."

"Check your pulse and heartbeat, and pay attention to the frequency of your drip drops."

In the midst of the commotion, a headache like a hangover strained her nerves, and the chaotic and huge memories were neatly sorted out after the scramble examination, the corners of Mo Zishu's mouth moved, and she forcibly opened her eyes with sleepiness.

"Sss

As soon as she opened her eyes, it was a white flower, Mo Zishu's brain was confused, and she subconsciously hammered it up, and her body vigilantly pulled out the needle in her hand, and then she was pressed heavily on the bed, and her arm was pressed very painfully.

"Inject a tranquilizer."

"Hold her."

"Nope." Qin Yu covered his waist and shook his head, he scolded with a bad face: "You all retreat!" ”

"But."

"Get out of the way! Get out! ”

Mo Zishu felt that the power like steel tongs was gone, she endured the pain, propped up her body, and leaned the bed board, her half-open eyes flashed with a hint of clarity, and the surroundings were hazy white.

She could even hear the sizzling of electric shock bats.

These are all to subdue her.

"Physician Qin." She licked her cracked lips, and a fluttering voice spilled out of her throat, the trust and dependence in it were self-evident.

It's like a March breeze, lingering and with a dead coldness.

Qin Yu's heart tightened when he was shouted, he temporarily ignored the pain in his waist, the endless eagerness made fine sweat appear on his head, and the unexpected call made him pause.

"Patient in room 207, Mo Nan and Mo Zishu, can you hear me?"

"When you hear it, move your fingers."

Mo Zishu really wanted to see how Qin Yu reacted if she didn't move her fingers at this time, but thinking of the consequences of the name, she still sighed regretfully in her heart, curled her fingers, and looked in Qin Yu's direction with her eyes blank.

"Physician Qin."

Qin Yu couldn't figure out Mo Zishu's physical condition now, and after a stalemate for a while, he stepped forward decisively and cautiously, propped himself on the hospital bed with one hand, and covered the girl's sight with his body, and also blocked the monitoring of the corner not far away.

He narrowed his eyes and gently stroked the long hair on the girl's forehead, like the red marks of a cinnabar mole embedded in her forehead.

"Can you hear me?"

"Hmm."

The girl nodded meekly, she laboriously hooked the corner of the doctor's clothes, clutched it between her fingers, her voice was still soft, a little hoarse made the meekness more seductive: "Doctor Qin." ”

Qin Yu grinded the black hair in his hand, and glanced at the corner of his clothes that was pulled: "You are not in good health now." ”

"Get out." The girl was weakly making a mouth shape, and her lips that had just been moistened were listed in a crystal water color: "Go out"

"Now is not the time to go out." Qin Yu rarely relaxed his tone.