What kind of haunted man came here? Do you want to give people a little breathing room?

"Yes—my lord—" Carol slouched to her feet, reluctantly walking towards the adult that everyone feared.

"Stop, who said you could go? Why are you standing by his side? Why do you speak to him in such a tone?" Anita crawled to her knees and was about to grab Carol by the ankle when she heard the sound of a bullet being loaded—an unfamiliar voice that she had only heard on TV!

She immediately stopped moving, and her face turned white in fright.

At the same time that the muzzle of the Black Emperor's loaded gun was facing her head, the sound of the back-pressing of the board machine immediately sounded in all directions.

"Hey, hey, I'm here to release people, not to kill people." Carol looked at the overreacted everyone, and felt that she had better take this plague god away quickly, otherwise she couldn't predict what these people would do for the Black Emperor.

"Don't touch my people!" The Black Emperor put down the gun-wielding hand that Carol was holding, threw the gun away, raised the plug-in, and left domineeringly with Carol.

It's sad...... The driving force that supported her survival for most of the past six months was actually influenced by the Germanotta family...... Is there any place in the world where you don't need to see this family?

Anita is like a deflated ball, and something in her body is draining fast...... Ah, maybe it's the will to survive...... Nothing left...... What are you doing alive?

In front of him, it happened to be the gun he had discarded...... At least at the end of his life, he once had his ...... What......

St. Raphael's Hospital, Director's Office

Anya sat in her exclusive seat, with a brick book spread out on the table, Mo Yoo turned to 1/3 of the way, flipped through the dictionary in her left hand, and took notes carefully with a pen in her right hand.

Uncle was a freshman in the medical department when he was a freshman, and the textbooks were too difficult...... For a person like her who can't read, if it weren't for the uncle guiding her, how could she see 1/3, and she would definitely die in the preface.

Uncle is the dean, and she, as a wife, must at least be able to understand what he is saying, otherwise the two of them will stare at each other for 50 years, it's terrible! Let's add or subtract to read the book!

"Baby, you're distracted." Aiden raised his eyes and saw Anya holding her cheeks in a daze, her cute appearance let him admire it before reminding him.

"Huh? When are you coming back?" Anya suddenly came back to her senses, and Aiden was already sitting on the dean's throne with a smile on her face.

What's going on? How long has this person been sitting here watching her in a daze? She didn't show any strange expressions, did she?

Her vivid expression will reveal her heart, this shortcoming, no matter how much experience she has in life, there is no way to change it...... I just wish she hadn't thought about something strange. Probably so...... Anyway, what was she thinking about just now?

"It won't take long to guess what you're thinking." Aiden approached, grabbed her, and bent down to kiss her hair.

Anya leaned against his waist, her little face rubbing against his shirt under his white robe.

"What's wrong?" Aiden was a little surprised.

He remembered that Ya'er was not very coquettish, except when she was sick...... She can't catch a cold, right?

"What's wrong?" Anya asked rhetorically if the same thing was said. Because the uncle was brushing away her bangs, and his big hands covered her forehead firmly.

The forehead temperature is normal, the face is normal, the breathing is steady, and it doesn't look like a sick person no matter how you look at it...... It could be that he was thinking too much.

"It's okay, I just think you're so cute." After speaking, she quickly hooked her jaw, and the dragonfly stole the incense.

"Uncle......" Anya failed to prepare psychologically, and her little face instantly burned red.

This man, how can he still be so charming after getting married? She has heard many clients say that her husband is not as enthusiastic as when he was a couple after marriage, and it is not without examples of 180-degree changes in attitude.

Why did her brain father-in-law go to the next level after getting married? Is he Pikachu reincarnated?

"Well, now it's normal."

Well? What is this master talking about now? Was there something abnormal in her face just now? Okay...... Don't you think she has anything?

"Well, I think you're tired, it's time to sleep." He talks nonsense when he wants to sleep, which is also cute.

"I sleep well with you every day, and if I don't sleep in bed, I'm better."

"Huh, huh! Say, tell me what you are!"

"This is my office, no one dares to break in, no one dares to eavesdrop, no matter what I say!" Aiden leaned close to her ear, his deep voice and provocative words vibrating her eardrums, and her heart itched.

Well, he said it...... She couldn't find a reason to refute it.

"Okay, seriously, aren't you going to have surgery later, don't you really take a break?"

"My wife doesn't have any rest, what do I need to rest?"

"I'm different, I'm just a person who wipes sweat and holds something next to me, occasionally runs an errand, you have to concentrate on the complex and terrifying cranial nerves, and if your hands shake, the patient won't move or speak, who is more stressed?"

"Your hands won't shake when your nerve tendons have been severed, and I can't do it." Aiden said, raising Anya's right hand and examining the scar, which was so thin that it was barely visible. "Does it still hurt?"

"Of course it doesn't hurt, are you fool? It's been more than half a year since this injury was healed, and compared to this, does your head still hurt now?" Every time Anya sees her wounds, she thinks of Aiden's shattered skull, and she wants to cry.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, of course it doesn't hurt, you're good." Aiden's eyes turned red when he saw her, and he couldn't help but start to wonder about her physical condition. "Why do you get red in your eyes at the mention of this lately?"

"But sometimes I see you rubbing your temples, are you really okay?" Anya didn't know what was wrong with her, she couldn't suppress the emotions that suddenly came up, but fortunately, they came and went quickly.

"There will inevitably be sequelae, that's normal." Aiden cupped Gao Anya's face and examined her eyes carefully, and the tears that had been full disappeared again. "You've been in a lot of ups and downs lately."

"Is there one?" Anya rubbed her eyes, not understanding why the uncle said this.

Just as Aiden was about to say something more, Alyssa's knock on the door stopped the couple's conversation.

"Dean, remind you that the time for surgery is coming, hurry up and prepare."

"Hmm." Aiden stopped the conversation and took the little helper Anya by the hand to the operating room.

Despite becoming the dean's wife, Anya continued to serve as Aiden's exclusive assistant, accompanying her husband on and off the mountain.

Since Aiden became the dean, he has made every effort to transform the college-type San Raphael Hospital into a general hospital, and has cooperated with Fu to introduce the latest medical equipment, improve the capacity of the surgical team, and create many excellent surgical stories.

However, in special cases, it is still necessary to rely on the traditional method - the surgeon himself performs the craniotomy. Anya has been by Aiden's side for so long, and she has been exposed to countless surgeries, whether it is a robotic arm or Aiden's knife, she can handle it calmly.

"Drills." Aiden saw the incision, and only stretched out his hand.

"Give." Anya delivered the tools accurately, and her eyes looked at the scalp that had been cut.

It's strange, this wound is not particularly large and disgusting, why does she feel uncomfortable?

"Bipolar electric knife."

"Give."

It's not the first time I've used the bipolar electric knife, and the white smoke produced by the electric burning was the illusion of Mid-Autumn Festival barbecue when she saw it for the first time...... In that case, you can still be hungry and serve yourself.

However, it's the same situation today, why is it so uncomfortable?

She had better step aside first, and Aiden wouldn't notice the assistant change when he stared at the patient anyway. There seemed to be a cold sweat running down her forehead, and her face must not be good now...... It's so dangerous to wear a mask, you should be able to fool the past.

"Gaby, can I switch places with you?" Anya said in a mosquito-like voice, and she stepped back without waiting for Gaby to respond.

"Are you sweating?" Gaby looked at her and reached out to touch it, it was cold. "You rest by the side, I'll take care of it."

Oh, when will the uncle be electrified, the scalp will be roasted by you and eaten...... Evil......

The pig's scalp suddenly appeared in my mind, and the clear picture could also see the pig hair that had not been plucked clean...... She's going to throw up!

"Vomit—" Her stomach suddenly spasmed violently, and the acid rushed upwards from her esophagus, and she tried to suppress her voice but still caught Aiden's attention.

Have a gagging sound? Who is it?

"Ya'er?" The exclusive place next to him was changed to Gaby? What about the Yar people?

Aiden turned his head and widened the angle to find Anya standing in the corner, fully armed with only her eyes left...... Smile and wave to him?

"Why are you standing in the corner waving at me?" What's wrong with her?

Anya only smiled and didn't answer, she was biting her lower lip tightly and desperately suppressing the tumbling gastric juice, and she was about to vomit as soon as she spoke. Please, don't let her think of hairy pig scalps anymore

"Hmm, evil ......" can't be suppressed!

Anya covered her mouth and ran out of the operating room quickly.

Aiden was so frightened by her that both hands stopped moving and stood stupidly.

"Dean, I'll just go and take a look, your knife must be opened." Gaby patted Aiden on the shoulder and brought him back to his senses.

"Go!" Aiden held the surgical instruments tightly, no matter how worried she was, she couldn't chase after her, she could only quickly solve the patient.

Gaby followed Anya's footsteps and saw her propped up on the sink in the women's restroom, her face pale.

"Ya'er? You threw up?"

"Don't come in, I'm stinky......" Anya spit out all the undigested things, her face was sweat and tears, and she was pitiful.

"What did you eat yesterday?" What color is the vomit? Does your stomach hurt? Do you have diarrhea? Or is there something uncomfortable?" Gaby ignored Anya, not only approaching her, but also examining her from head to toe, front to back.

"It's all pig scalp!" Anya said with a sad face.

"Pig scalp?" Gaby didn't understand what she was saying, and could only temporarily understand that she had eaten an unclean pig scalp yesterday. Hmm – is that something to eat? It must be because of the gastroenteritis. "And now? What about people?"