Zhan Chenyi's face instantly became a little transparent, he now knew why Lu Yi was like this, it really hurt!

Zhan Chenyi couldn't speak at all now, he clenched his teeth tightly and didn't let himself make a sound.

The pain in the meridians and acupoints was simply too painful, and Zhan Chenyi now felt that his breathing was painful.

Nangong Yin didn't hear Chenyi's brother's voice after hearing the death doctor.

Nangong Yin is now biting her lip and leaning against the wall outside the ward, she didn't rush in, Brother Chenyi didn't want to let herself see that she wouldn't go in, she knew that Brother Chenyi wouldn't have an accident, the second brother was here!

But! Nangong Yin bit her lip fiercely, why does her heart hurt! Obviously, I didn't feel so much pain when I got the needle!

The doctor of death picked up the second shot, inadvertently looked at the door of the ward, and then looked at Zhan Chenyi, who was pale in pain, and said, "The second shot." ”

Nangong Yin and Zhan Chenyi listened to the emotionless words of the death doctor, and their minds were highly concentrated in an instant.

The second needle slowly pierced Zhan Chenyi's lower abdomen.

This time it was very slow, so slow that even Zhan Chenyi could feel the feeling when he entered the needle, as if he was about to tear him apart in the lower abdomen, Zhan Chenyi wanted to shout loudly, but now Zhan Chenyi still gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

Zhan Chenyi now feels as if all the internal organs in his lower abdomen have been pulled out, it hurts too much, and now Zhan Chenyi puts his breathing very slowly, and the current breathing is a kind of torture for Zhan Chenyi.

Nangong Yin, who was leaning against the wall, was now tense, she was holding her hands tightly, her hands were sweaty, and she still didn't hear Brother Chenyi's shout.

Nangong Yin bit her lip fiercely, now Nangong Yin's lips were directly bitten by Nangong Yin, but Nangong Yin didn't care at all, she was full of thoughts now, Brother Chenyi!!

Doctor Death now looked at Zhan Chenyi, who was still awake, and a trace of admiration appeared in his eyes, worthy of being Xiao Wu's object, but it seemed to be worse than Xiao Wu!

It's not the first time that the doctor of death has injected a new student, but it's rare for a freshman to be able to carry two injections for the first time!

However, Zhan Chenyi's appearance in the eyes of the death doctor is not enough, this new life record is far from being reached!

It's just that the person is too dazzling and perverted in the freshmen!!

The doctor of death still remembers that at the beginning, he only carried two injections for the first time, but the person carried it directly......

As for the current Zhan Chenyi, the death doctor looked at Zhan Chenyi with some hesitation, can he still get the needle?

Zhan Chenyi's face is now close to transparent, but Zhan Chenyi's meaning is still sober, and he looks at the dead doctor holding the needle, and the corners of his mouth hook up a smile that is not a smile.

"When I was a freshman, I only carried two stitches." The death doctor looked at Zhan Chenyi and said lightly.

"You're still awake now, and this is the third shot."

"Do you want to know how many stitches Xiao Wu carried? I'll tell you if you carry it. ”

Nangong Yin listened to what the death doctor said, and instantly raised his head and was about to rush in, how could he get three injections!

Can Brother Chenyi still hold on?

But now Nangong Yin listened to the first, second, and third injections of the death doctor, and was a little nervous, which made Nangong Yin's reaction a little slower.

When Nangong Yin rushed in, he watched the death and the doctor directly gave Brother Chenyi the third injection.