(Cat pounces Chinese Luo Xi was caught off guard by his sudden force, the hand that grabbed his wrist was broken free by him, and the other hand that came up to him was pierced straight by the needle.

A scorching bright red splash swept across the woman's smooth face, and also stained the man's hard and cold cheeks, and a rusty smell immediately spread in the cold air between the two.

Luo Xi didn't feel the pain, but he didn't feel anything else.

"Bang-" There was a loud bang, and the iron door was directly broken through from the outside with a blunt object, and a figure hurried in.

"Luoxi, didn't I not let you come up?"

Jian Qing saw the woman with her back to her at a glance, and hurriedly stepped forward.

When he returned, he saw the key that had been lost outside and the door that could not be opened, and he thought that an enemy army had invaded.

Seeing that the two of them didn't react at all, Jian Qing walked straight forward, but was so shocked by the scene in front of her that she couldn't say anything for a while.

Luo Xi's neck was already black and purple, and on the palm of his hand, which had turned into a red sea, there was a needle filled with death-riddle, and the two of them were so bloody and deadlocked,

Looking at Jing Mohao's appearance, is this poisonous again?

It stands to reason that the second time usually appears in a period of about a month, so he dares to let him stay here alone and go back to the hospital to deal with things.

How could it be poisoned so quickly.

Is it because Jing Mohao's physical fitness is too against the sky, and the onset period will be greatly shortened.

Or maybe death-riddle is carried on insects and infected by humans, and the virulence will increase.

Alternatively, the death-riddle carried by these insects may have been purified or mutated.

It seems that the structural analysis is no different from the commercially available death-riddle semi-pure, but the toxicity is much more violent than that of the minor.

If this is really the case, no matter what the situation is, it will make Jing Mohao's condition more serious and less optimistic.

Jian Qing saw that the blood in Jing Mohao's eyes was reduced by a minute, probably because time had passed, and the toxicity should have passed.

Thanks to Luo Xi for helping him with this needle, otherwise the consequences would be really unimaginable.

According to the speed of his poisoning, he may need eight or ten times to succeed in a drug that others can quit after three times.

Jian Qing quickly took out a tranquilizer from his pocket and injected it into the man's naked upper arm.

The effect of the medicine was onset, Jing Mohao's movements did not change, but his eyes gradually closed.

Jian Qing pushed aside the man's palm, which had lost his strength, straightened the needle, quickly pulled it out, and opened a piece of disinfectant cotton dipped in Yunnan Baiyao and pressed it down for Luoxi.

Luo Xi followed his strength, reached out and held down the cotton in his hand, and said in a dumb voice, "I'm fine, you can hurry up and help him take a look." ”

Jian Qing raised her eyes and looked at her, and sighed heavily in her heart.

Why did he think that her injuries now seemed to be more serious and urgent?

Jian Qing helped Jing Mohao, who had fallen into a coma, to the bed next to him and fell down, covering him with a quilt.

Turning to look at the shattered ground under his feet, he had a slight headache.

Although he has been cleaning up here recently, it is indeed a big project to clean up such a scene.

Forget it, I don't know when this guy wakes up, so it's more important to deal with Luoxi first.

Luo Xi's eyes followed the man who was as calm as a baby, "Is he okay?" ”

Jian Qing held her trembling shoulders and pushed her out, "Let's go out first, I'll help you take care of the wound, let's talk slowly." ”

Luo Xi twisted his neck and still looked in the direction of the bed, as if he had been hooked by the person on the bed, until he stepped through the chiseled iron door and walked out of the door, cutting off the sight that might remain, and then turned back.

Jian Qing directly took her into the hut where she was developing reagents, and put a disinfectant towel, soaked in ice water, and wrapped it around Luoxi's bruised neck.

took another pack of cotton swabs, dipped them in alcohol, and wiped the blood on Luo Xi's hands and face, leaving only a deep and long crack on his hand, constantly oozing blood, as if he couldn't wipe it all.

"Endure the pain, I don't have anesthetics." Jian Qing took out the surgical needle and admonished.

Luo Xi looked at the silver needle and thread in his hand, and subconsciously felt a little stunned, his lips and teeth were closed tightly, and he didn't dare to come out.

But he still nodded slightly, just tilted his head slightly, and closed his eyes tightly.

Jian Qing saw that she was so nervous, but it was not easy to start, so she found a topic to talk about first.

"Hao's condition..."

Luo Xi's eyes suddenly opened when he heard this, but he still didn't turn back, just scattered a nerve and listened carefully.

Jian Qing continued, "The situation may be worse than I expected, but fortunately, you helped him through this poison attack today, which should guarantee that he will not have symptoms again for a month." ”

"Really?" Luo Xi also seemed to be rejoicing.

Finally, for one time, I didn't mess with him.

Finally one time, she really helped him.

Although, this catastrophe was brought to him by her.

"Well, so, if you love him, these injuries are worth it."

Luo Xi heard the piercing words in his words, and his drooping eyelashes trembled fiercely.

If she loves him...

"Jian Qing, don't get me wrong, I don't love him." Luo Xi flatly denied it.

Jian Qing didn't argue with her, but just took advantage of her thoughtfulness to quickly move her hands, quickly passed the surgical needle through Luoxi's delicate flesh, and quickly shuttled around the wound, sealing it in this blood-red ravine.

When Luo Xi noticed the slightest itch in the wound, Jian Qing had already finished stitching her wound, and wiped her hands with a snow-white towel on the side.

Luo Xi looked at a big scar stitched on his palm, like a broken palm print in his palm, which was a little ugly.

Jian Qing pulled a piece of gauze and bandaged Luo Xi's palm, preventing her from looking at it again.

"The wound is too deep, it's not just as simple as hurting the dermis, it's certain to leave a scar, and..." Jian Qing said a little unbearable.

Luo Xi raised his face to look at him, his eyes flashing with determination.

"And what?" Seeing that he was a little embarrassed, Luo Xi added, "It's okay, just tell the truth, I can accept it." ”

Jing Mohao can lose his life for himself, what is it unacceptable for him to suffer a little sacrifice for him?

When Jian Qing heard her say this, she didn't care what to hide, as a doctor, he had to tell the truth about the patient's condition.

"Moreover, the wound just scratches the entire nerve endings, so it may have a certain impact on the function of the whole hand later, you can't lift heavy objects, and your fingers may not be controlled for a while, so you have to be mentally prepared."

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