"I look good, what's the trouble?" Jing Qiu looked at the old man's face and seemed to be much more ruddy, and hurriedly said on the side, his tone full of excitement.

Qin Mu ignored her, or rather, Qin Mu at this time couldn't hear the outside world at all, and all his thoughts were immersed in the things in front of him, which was his unique mode of thinking.

Qin Mu's hand waved quickly, most of the runes he drew on the old man's body were channeling runes, because spells were generally hidden on the surface of the skin, and if they were not properly channeled, they would not appear.

At the same time as drawing the runes of channeling, Qin Mu also added some runes of healing and suppression, there were no more rules, Qin Mu drew the ancient divine language on the old man's body completely according to his own needs.

Originally, when Chonghua was teaching Qin Mu the ancient gods, he said that the ancient gods could be spliced by themselves. Qin Mu likes to use the ancient gods to make small inventions every time he fights, and the fundamental reason is that Chonghua usually trains like this.

Fortunately, Qin Mu has drawn the ancient gods more often, and under normal circumstances, the control of spiritual power is very sophisticated, and there will be no explosions and other moths.

When the black spell first appeared, it was even spreading slowly, but now, it has been fixed, and even some of the spells on the wrist are still slowly shrinking.

Qin Mu also began to chant the witch song of Hui at this time.

In the chanting of the witch song, the contraction of the incantation became even larger, and the old man's snow-white hair began to slowly recover some black.

Maybe it's because Qin Mu's movement here is relatively big, or maybe it's time for the old man to take medicine and injections, and the medical staff have already come to the door, but there is a monk's human flesh gate at the door, and the nurse is not allowed to come in.

Jingqiu saw that the situation on Qin Mu's side seemed to be getting better and better, so she walked towards the door, and when she passed, the monk was standing at the door with a silent face, motionless.

I saw the medical staff standing at the door, looking embarrassed, this nurse was the nurse who had reminded Qin Mu before, even when she was impatient, her tone of voice was still gentle, and she didn't mean to rush: "...... But now it's time for Jing Lao to get an injection, and this injection is very important and cannot be missed. ”

The monk glanced at the woman, still standing firm by the door, and did not leave.

At this time, when the nurse saw Jing Qiu, she seemed to see a savior, and said excitedly: "Miss Jing, look, now it's time for Jing Lao to ......."

"I'll come over later." Jingqiu directly interrupted the other party's words, and said indifferently: "I want to talk to my father." ”

"But...... This injection must be given at this time, Miss Jing," the nurses were also embarrassed, but their literacy was very good, even in this case, they still did not quarrel with the patient's family, and said gently: "I know you want to talk to your father, but now is the time when the patient must be injected, and it will not be delayed for long, and you will have more time to talk to your father for a while." ”

"I'm going to say it now, and I'll have arrangements in a while." Jingqiu oil and salt do not enter, and now Qin Mu is in the critical period of treatment, she will definitely not give way.

"Miss Jingqiu...... Don't embarrass us. The little / nurse / priest was also anxious, but while she was talking, she still keenly heard Qin Mu's voice singing inside, although it was faint, but she could still hear one or two.

"What are you doing in there?" The little / protector / priest seemed to have found the clue and squeezed towards the door.

Shi Ran closed his eyes and went directly to the door, just like a wall of flesh, blocking the door so that it didn't leak, and there was no need for Jingqiu to make a move.

However, the monk never dared to open his eyes, he closed his eyes stiffly, and even folded his hands, and kept chanting scriptures in his mouth, chanting words, if he didn't feel that his back to this beauty seemed a little rude, I am afraid that the monk would have turned around.

The beautiful nurse squeezed several times and didn't come in, glanced at the monk who blocked the door, outlined a smile at the corner of her mouth, and directly bullied forward, a pair of jade rabbits directly against the monk's two hands, exhaled like an orchid, and slowly approached the monk.

The monk was startled, couldn't hold back any longer, and retreated directly and got out of the way.

"Amitabha, Amitabha, sins and sins." In the sound of Jingqiu's stomping, the monk kept chanting with his eyes closed.

"Oh, why don't you block him." Jingqiu was in a hurry and ran directly inside, and the monk ran inside as if he had just reacted, and a scream from the nurse came from the side of the bed.

"How can you do this!" Jingqiu rushed over in time and hugged the nurse who was about to pounce on Qin Mu, and refused to let go, so that the nurse had no way to take a step forward.

But the nurse's voice was not small: "How can you do such a thing in the hospital, superstition is not allowed in the hospital, you!" This is irresponsible to the patient! You guys! How can it be ......"

The rest of her words were stuffed by the monk with a towel.

Jingqiu looked at the monk with a surprised expression, although this method was violent enough, it was also very effective.

It's just that I'm afraid it's too late at this time, footsteps have already sounded outside the corridor, it seems that many medical staff are preparing to rush here, and the voice of the beautiful nurse is really loud.

And Qin Mu, in this noisy situation, still maintained his original face, meticulously completed the things in his hands, and ignored other things at all.

It was already the second time that the witch song had been sung, and even if there was a loudspeaker beside him, it did not interrupt Qin Mu's witch song.

Qin Mu is now singing the witch song, while constantly wandering around the other party's body with his judge's pen, drawing the ancient god language corresponding to the witch song, in this way, the effect will be more significant.

At the beginning of the second witch song, the spells on the old man's body were already getting fewer and fewer, and most of the spells had been reduced to the old man's chest, forming a lotus-shaped imprint.

Qin Mu's appearance, no wonder it made the little/nurse/priest think that he was engaging in superstition at the first time.

But then again, although what Qin Mu did was not superstitious, it was almost the same.

"Something's wrong!" A broken cry sounded behind Qin Mu, and at this time, Jingqiu and the monk stopped their hands, and the little / protector / priest took advantage of this moment to tear off the towel in his mouth, as if he had seen a savior, and rushed towards the comer.

It was a doctor in a long coat with glasses, and when the nurse saw him, her eyes were surprisingly bright: "Doctor, they ......"

"I see, you get out." The doctor raised his hand, looked at Qin Mu viciously, and said in a frustrated voice: "This is the hospital, don't you know?" Get the hell out of here! ”

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