When Wen Ye was called to the preparation room, he even had a record book of ward rounds in his hand.

"Anesthesia?"

Wen Ye nodded, "Indeed, I can do it." ”

Nan Chu leaned forward slightly and looked at him.

"Count me as a please, according to the conscience of a doctor. Tell me, you won't have any accidents. ”

Wen Ye sneered.

"Of course."

He skillfully tore open the protective gear.

"As soon as possible, I'm not like you, I'm busy."

Standing outside the door of the operating room, Nan Chu took a few breaths of fresh air.

Then, without hesitation, he walked in.

In the operating room, Nan Chu could hardly feel the passage of time, and his spirit was always in the most tense state.

"Anesthetic—"

"Fifteen seconds to work."

Only the most basic communication remains.

Relatively speaking, anesthesia is not a complicated job.

In the second half of the operation, Wenye basically spent time observing Nan Junior High School.

It's incredible.

Her technique, consciousness, and reflexes are all superb.

It's even ridiculous that he actually saw similar habits to himself in Nan Chu.

He asked himself, I was afraid that he would not be able to complete such a beautiful operation.

It's textbook-level.

And what's even more terrifying is that Nan Chu is still so young.

She was tall enough to surpass anyone else in his know.

"That's it."

Nan Chu's voice was a little weak.

"Arrange for someone to suture it immediately."

She took a step forward, but stepped into the air.

After standing motionless for six hours, his legs were completely numb.

"Be careful—"

Nan Chu was held up to prevent him from falling to the ground.

She looked up, it was Wenye.

"Slow down, I'll help you out."

Nan Chu rarely did not refuse his kindness.

Walking out of the operating room, Nan Chu struggled to hold on to the wall and move his legs.

"Nan Chu, sit down and rest for a while!"

Feng Yue looked at her puzzled and handed her a glass of sugar water to quickly replenish her strength.

Wenye has a headache.

"Are you a medical student? After standing for six hours, now sit down and don't think about walking properly for three or two days. ”

"Ah......h

Feng Yue grabbed her hair.

"And you drink more water?"

Nan Chu couldn't help laughing.

The patient's family has been notified by Lu Xi, and Nan Chu does not have to bother.

Breaking away from the tense and high-pressure atmosphere, Nan Chu recovered fairly quickly.

Several other doctors encouraged Nan Chu and praised a few words of "the future is terrifying".

Feng Yue was sent by Nan Chu to buy food.

In front of the operating room, only Nan Chu and Wen Ye remained.

Wen Ye turned his head, looked at her, and suddenly laughed.

"Nan Chu, do you think that you and I actually cooperate very well?"

Of course, tacit understanding.

In her last life, she had beaten Wen Ye for a year.

Nan Chu didn't answer him.

"Actually, I don't know, why do you hate me?"

Wen Ye found a place in the row of chairs and sat down.

"Because when we first met, I said you were ugly?"

"Or do you think I'm not right?"

Nan Chu had nothing to say.

In this life, Wen Ye has not done anything to hurt her.

At most, it is just a means to climb high and step low in the workplace.

But she didn't dare bet.

If any of the links are wrong, she will still go to the end of the previous life.

Nan Chu slowly walked away along the hallway.

"Actually—"

Wen Ye shouted at her back.

"In the future, if there is a shortage of people for surgery, they can come to me."

"Perhaps, your principles are also my principles."

Nan Chu's footsteps did not pause in the slightest.

If that's the case, there's nothing wrong with that.

In the evening, Nan Chu finally began to work on the draft.

Horthy was working not far behind her.

Sketching a general shape, Nan Chu put down his pen and got up to move.

Although Hossiqi sat on the sofa, his body was still straight.

The movements are not hurried or slow, and there is an innate elegance.

Nan Chu's eyes widened, carefully examining every detail of his body.

Horthy put down his computer and reached out to her.

"Come here."

Nan Chu consciously threw himself into his arms.

She looked up at his chest.

"Mr. Huo, if you can, when the recent incident is over, I want to paint a picture for you."

"Sketch?"

Horthy raised an eyebrow.

Yo, Mr. Huo still knows sketching.

Nan Chu pouted, "Who said that you have to use a pencil to draw a portrait." ”

"Wait, I'll paint with gouache."

"Whatever you want."

Since the next day was a rare rest day, Nan Chu didn't care about the time.

By the time the work was finished, it was already four o'clock in the morning.

She yawned, gathered up her sketchpad and paint, and prepared to go back to her room to rest.

Coincidentally, Horthy resigned and poured water.

"Haven't slept yet?"

Nanchu responded indiscriminately.

"Why didn't you sleep?" She rubbed her parched eyes.

Horthy hooked the corners of his mouth, "Just woke up." ”

Nan Chu rolled his eyes, "Farewell." ”

Before he could take a few steps, suddenly the sky swirled.

By the time Nan Chu reacted, he had already been hugged into the bedroom by Huo Xici.

Nan Chu didn't even have the idea of struggling twice.

As soon as your eyes are closed, you can sleep properly.

Horthy covered her with the quilt and picked up the book in her hand again.

He's the one who stays up all night.

finally took a double break, and Nan Chu's focus fell on the charity auction.

According to Huo Xici's arrangement, she received auction items donated by people from all walks of life in advance.

Most of them are still based on jewelry, bags, etc.

However, there are also people who are mavericks and drive a limited edition sports car directly.

That's right, it's Ji Muzhou.

Nan Chu was very skeptical.

"Who's going to buy this?"

"Don't look down on it!" Ji Muzhou argued, "This is one of my favorite cars!" ”

"If it weren't for you, how would I be willing to take it out-"

Let's just count it in.

Can't get along with money.

The auction was finally scheduled for Sunday afternoon.

When I arrived here at the beginning of the south, I made a difficulty.

It's not that she is reluctant, all the things she can get her hands on all her body are all given by Horthy.

Seeing Nan Chu staring at the pendant on his chest, he was about to move.

Horthy glanced at her coldly.

"You dare to sell it."

It was the first time in his life that he had given a gift for apologizing.

Nan Chu wailed.

fell into a new round of entanglement.

"Didn't you say you wanted to paint me a picture?"

Huo Xici suddenly spoke.

Nan Chu was stunned.

Mr. Huo wants to collect debts now?

Isn't it a bit out of place?

"If you paint it now, take it as a lot."

Nan Chu gasped.

Are you kidding?

Although her works for Hua Ruan Ruan have also won many awards, she is not famous.

Who will buy her paintings?

Horthy could guess what was going on in her head without asking.

"Even if you put a piece of primary school student graffiti on it, someone will rush to buy it."

Where are her paintings bought, at most they are just the name of the Huo family.

"Remember what I said earlier?"

What?

Huo Xici took out a blank piece of paper and helped Nan Chu fix it on the drawing board.

He handed her the paintbrush.

"Trust me."

Nan Chu glanced at the time.

Tomorrow afternoon, there are still nearly twenty hours left.

"I'll try."