Although sometimes she thinks differently from others and always says something shocking, she is a good girl and should not have to go through these tortures all day long.

Zheng Bohao exhaled, he put his two hands into the pockets of his white coat, and his voice was a little hoarse: "You sit down, I'll go get something for you to do a small operation." ”

"I've been sitting."

Her voice came from behind her, calm without a trace of waves, as if she didn't care about her hands at all, Zheng Bohao felt a little annoyed inexplicably.

"Bo Hao, how do you recover after this operation? It doesn't leave a scar, does it? Mu Shaohan's voice became pitiful, and she stared at her hands tenderly and intently, as if she felt sorry for her lover.

"Why did you go earlier?" Zheng Bohao was almost laughed at by her, this woman looked indifferent just now, but now she knows that she feels sorry for herself.

He brought the operating tray to her for suturing, picked up a tube of anesthetic, pinched the tube with two fingers, pushed the push rod with his index finger, released some air, and then plunged it into her hand.

The woman's hand dodged, only to see her lazily raise her eyelids: "I don't feel it, what anesthetic are you injecting." ”

There will also be an extra needle eye for no reason.

It was the first time he had seen someone who could talk about his illness so coldly, without even a trace of emotion.

The chest rose and fell a few times, put the anesthetic back into the tray, pulled her hand and took the iodine wine and wiped it up, and was angry in her heart, so she wanted to treat her fiercely, and later as long as she used force, the little girl who was bleeding more must be afraid to beg for mercy.

But in the end, he still didn't put a heavy hand, the cotton swab fell on the back of his hand and was as light as a feather, if Mu Shaohan could feel pain, maybe he would still feel itchy.

After a simple wound cleaning, the trajectory of the valgus was clearly visible, he threaded the sutures on the needle, and just about to start, he suddenly remembered that although the process of suturing was not bloody, after all, it passed through the flesh and skin, and ordinary people still couldn't see it.

Zheng Bohao raised his head and saw that she was staring at her hand for a moment, and he felt a little unbearable, so he turned around and reminded: "There are no stars you want to chase recently?" While I'm doing the stitching, you can follow the attention. ”

"Nope." Mu Shaohan's voice was a little irritable, she looked sideways at the window, and a bird happened to be perched on the branch.

Seeing that she finally shifted her gaze, Zheng Bohao didn't feel nervous anymore, and settled down and pierced the needle into the skin and sewed the first stitch.

Before the second needle went down, he saw Mu Shaohan turn his gaze back, raise his eyes and peek at it, and sure enough, he was watching the operation process.

"Nothing to do?" He spoke lightly.

Who knew that Mu Shaohan actually laughed: "Doctor Zheng, I'm waiting for you to have surgery, please hurry up, I want to sleep." ”

Zheng Bohao was angry that she didn't cherish herself, but everyone said so, he couldn't say anything more, and since she dared to star, then stared, anyway, it wasn't him who scared and cried for a while.

Having said that, but when he really wanted to start, he couldn't help but tremble his hands, and he wanted to cry without tears in his heart, thinking that he had done so many surgeries and had not been stared at by the patient.

"Dr. Zheng, why are your hands shaking?"

Zheng Bohao's hand for stitching paused, and then continued.

"Doctor Zheng, I came to you because I trusted you, you see how you are shaking so badly how to sew it for me, what if the sewing is crooked." Her yin and yang weird tone is really not beaten.

Zheng Bohao felt a sense of depression in his heart, and his hand holding the needle tightened.

In the end, Mu Shaohan said lightly: "Doctor Zheng, you won't be impossible, right?" ”

He was completely angry, he was bound not to let Mu Shaohan underestimate him, the hand that pinched the needle stopped shaking, and the speed of sewing the wound was also fast, but in ten minutes, he had already stitched up the wound perfectly, and then quickly wrapped gauze around her, looking at the wrapped hand, Zheng Bohao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright." Looking at his masterpiece, Zheng Bohao also had a small sense of accomplishment in his heart, he packed up his things, and began to instruct Mu Shaohan to pay attention: "You can't eat spicy food during the period of recuperation, especially pay attention not to get wet, if you can not move this hand, you can't move, if there is something for others to do for you." ”

Mu Shaohan nodded obediently, followed the doctor's instructions, and then asked a little nervously, "Will this leave a scar?" ”

Under her eyes, Zheng Bohao nodded in affirmation.

"OMG!" Mu Shaohan wailed, she now felt that the sky was going to fall apart, the first thing she loved most in this world was Mu Wenze, and the second was herself.

She stood up and began to look for him: "Is there any ointment to remove scars?" Hurry up and give it to me, I'm dying, help me! ”

Letting the woman roll over there, a soft smile appeared on Zheng Bohao's face, she was so cute.

Looking at the mess in the room, he rubbed his forehead with a headache, he shouldn't have let her mess around at will.

Walking over and grabbing the two little hands, the one that was not wrapped in gauze was smooth and soft, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Mu Shaohan also quieted down, and when he reacted, he withdrew his hand like an electric shock, and there was a suspicious flush on the tips of his ears.

"What's wrong?" Mu Shaohan smiled at him and put his little hand on his shoulder casually.

The red on the man's face was even worse, Mu Shaohan stood on tiptoe, leaned closer, and then whispered in his ear: "You care about me so much......"

The warm breath from his ears made his body hot, and his voice was a little hoarse for a while, but this time he asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The woman's hand was raised, and it slowly stroked to his chest, and then lightly: "Do you like me?" ”

Zheng Bohao stepped back suddenly, he looked at Mu Shaohan with wide eyes, his face turned red, and the man who was pierced forgot how to react.

"Did I guess right?" Mu Shaohan's expression was surprised for a moment, and when he saw that the man was silent and did not answer, he waved his hand, smiling openly and indifferently: "It's good for you to do anything to me, just don't be tempted." ”

The woman's words were like a knife piercing his heart, and when she had already left with her bag, he finally had the courage to chase it out.

"Why!"

Zheng Bohao rushed out and shouted, and the doctors and patients around him cast suspicious glances at him, but he ignored it completely and walked to her side step by step.

Mu Shaohan was lazy to pay attention to him, but he was helpless to block the way, so he simply leaned against the wall to make up for his makeup.

"Why can't you try to like me?" Zheng Bohao was wheezing violently because of the excessive exercise, and he held Mu Shaohan's arm tightly, as if he was afraid that she would run away.

"Why should I like you?" Mu Shaohan's rhetorical question was a matter of course, and Zheng Bohao couldn't think of any answer for a while.

His voice was hoarse, but his tone was strong: "I can protect you!" Just like in the hospital, I was the first to save you, I was the first to find out that you didn't feel pain, and I was better than all of them! I'm the one who really cares about you and loves you! ”