"Shu Yin!" A low, muffled voice came.

"Huh?" Shu Yin agreed casually, and suddenly realized that she was now a ghost doctor, so she hurriedly changed her words, "Who is his name?" ”

"The young marshal's sweetheart." Deng Hao was helpless, with a nasal voice, and his eyes were red.

"Sweetheart?" Shu Yin's tone became strange, and her nose snorted secretly.

Will your sweetheart drop the car? Ice and snow, there is such a ruthless man?

If so, she doesn't want to.

"It seems that the young marshal cares about this girl very much, and it may be beneficial for her to take care of the young marshal." The doctor's words made Shu Yin's hands beat again.

"When our young marshal was in a coma, he kept calling Miss Shu, but unfortunately, Miss Shu is a ruthless person." Deng Hao sighed.

"Shut up!" Shu Yin was annoyed.

Deng Hao quickly shut up.

"Yin Yin...... I'm sorry...... Hurry up and come out! Yan Xiao muttered in a daze.

Shu Yin raised the anesthetic needle and was about to give him an injection, when she heard his voice, her hand paused and looked at him.

Yan Xiaojie seemed to have lost a lot of weight, his originally handsome face was more angular, and his eyebrows were tightened, as if he had a lot of worries that he couldn't solve.

"Miss Shu is hiding and missing, our young marshal still remembers her, really." One of the guards was indignant.

"Shut up! I didn't see the ghost doctor treating the young marshal. Deng Hao's face sank.

The guard shut up.

Shu Yin felt a little uncomfortable, but she didn't say anything, and seriously operated on the operation.

Deng Hao watched Shu Yin's movements nervously, and suddenly, his eyes stopped on her exposed arms, his skin was better than snow, and he looked at her face in shock, which was dark but had a full beard.

Shu Yin felt a thorn in her back, turned her head sharply, and found Deng Hao staring at her in a daze.

It's over, her arms are exposed.

"All out! Disturb me for surgery, I'm not responsible for what happened! ”

Deng Hao was startled, realized that he had lost his temper, and was busy glancing at the guards, and all of them retreated.

"Don't you think the ghost doctor is weird?" Deng Hao asked the guards beside him with a puzzled face.

"It's just a ghost's temper." The guard snorted, "If we can't cure our young marshal, we will be shot." ”

"Nonsense!" The more Deng Hao thought about it, the more wrong it became, how did the ghost doctor know that the young marshal had an injury on his thigh? It seems that the chest injury is also very clear, and he deliberately asked.

Shu Yin was busy for two hours before taking out the shrapnel that had penetrated deep into the flesh, and there were three pieces of shrapnel, and it was this shrapnel that caused deep suppuration, causing a high fever.

The doctor was stunned when he saw Shu Yin's operation, and praised again and again, "It's really worthy of being a ghost doctor, such a difficult gunshot wound, the ghost doctor can take it out so small." ”

"Small wounds heal easily." Shu Yin cleaned up her hands and said lightly.

"He's going to have a high fever tonight, I'm here to stay, and the doctor should go and rest." Shu Yin put her hand on Yan Xiaoyu's forehead, her hand was cold, Yan Xiaoyu seemed to feel the stimulation, and her sword eyebrows moved slightly.

"Yin Yin ......"

Shu Yin was stunned for a moment, then pushed it away, and looked closely, he just spoke in a daze.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and wrung a handful of ice water towel and put it on his forehead.

Who knew that the wrist was suddenly grabbed, "Yin Yin ......"

Shu Yin was startled, and hurriedly looked at Yan Xiaoji, still with her eyes closed, talking nonsense again?

But his wrist was grabbed by him, and he couldn't break free for a while, so he had to let him go.

Yan Xiaoji's body was cold and hot for a while, and in a daze, he seemed to see Shu Yin in front of him, and kept walking forward slowly, but he didn't look back, but his mouth was dry, and he couldn't make a sound when he opened his mouth, so he was so anxious that he reached out and grabbed it.

actually grabbed her wrist, but why is her wrist so cold.

"Yin Yin......" he whispered with difficulty, placing her hand on his face, letting his face warm the soft little hand.

Shu Yin's eyes widened in horror as Yan Xiaoyu pressed his hand to his face.

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