Divorce contract: President please sign

"It's easy to ask God to send God away, you haven't heard the saying? Hurry up and take off your clothes for me!"

When Jing Zhe said this, he was like a high-spirited Queen Faner. No matter how awkward he heard the words, Mo Changan and Zhu Danyang couldn't help but twitched their eyes slightly, and looked at each other, as if It's like breaking something that you shouldn't know.

Shen Boyan was indifferent, and it was not once or twice for Jing Zhe to be a rascal. After all, he had been an old friend for so many years, how could he not know that Jing Zhe was actually caring? Zhe took a look at the situation.

It's just that Mo Chang'an is here, and the wound is actually not too hideous, but after it was stitched up, it swelled up a bit. The black stitches looked like centipede's legs, and the visual effect was definitely not very good.

So Shen Boyan didn't move.

Jing Zhe is a good friend, but he is a good friend who has no eyesight. Seeing that Shen Boyan didn't move, he turned to look at Mo Changan, "Boyan's daughter-in-law, I said he wouldn't listen, you can tell me, anyway. , My major must be better than the people in this Jiangcheng Hospital."

Shen Boyan frowned, if possible he really wanted to strangle him.

Mo Changan looked at Shen Boyan, naturally he didn't understand the worries in his heart, his appearance at this moment, in Mo Changan's eyes, there was a bit of awkwardness, she also frowned slightly, and then gave a sharp attack, " Then I'll call Grandpa."

Shen Boyan still didn't make a sound or move. Mo Changan felt that he could be regarded as a man of action, so he immediately took out his phone, unlocked the screen lock and turned around.

As soon as he turned around, Mo Changan felt that his wrist was grasped by warm hands, and when he turned around, he saw a trace of helplessness flashing across Shen Boyan's face. It's so dull that it makes people speechless.

His slender fingers had distinct knuckles, and he slowly unbuttoned his shirt one by one. Because his right hand was inconvenient, it took some effort to unbutton him. Standing beside him, Mo Changan stretched out his hand to help him undress.

Jing Zhe thought it was nothing at first, but seeing Zhu Danyang's eyes admiring Shen Boyan's figure, he was a little unhappy. Everyone is a medical student, so you can just look at it, and look at it with professional eyes. What do the appreciative eyes mean?

Zhu Danyang didn't think there was anything wrong, and even Mo Changan didn't think there was anything wrong. Shen Boyan's figure is indeed good, his chest muscles are pectoral muscles, his abdominal muscles are abdominal muscles, and they are not particularly exaggerated. They are just right. Muscle line outline, very punctual!

Are you allowed to have a good figure and not allow people to see it?Take a look and not get pregnant.

Zhu Danyang was admiring it, and was thinking about how to add fuel and vinegar to Shijiu Aike when he turned around, and then the three best friends came together to tease Mo Changan, when he heard an old and unhappy voice beside him coldly said, "Zhu Danyang Doctor, get out!"

Shen Boyan originally had a frown on his face, but after hearing what Jing Zhe said, the corners of his lips curved slightly, with a bit of evil spirit, it should be! 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, now it's your turn to feel uncomfortable, Jingzhe?

Zhu Danyang froze for a moment when he heard this, then turned his head to look at him as soon as he frowned, "Jingzhe, why are you so crazy?"

She asked displeasedly, and continued, "You brought me here yourself!"

No matter what he said, Jing Zhe became more determined when he saw Shen Boyan's sinister smile that gloated at his misfortune, "Danyang, if you don't go out now, I guarantee that there will be patients who need enemas, decubitus boils, abscesses, etc. I will send you to deal with patients who vomit! Do what you say!"

"Jingzhe, are you crazy!" Danyang asked with a slightly higher voice.

Mo Changan had already helped Shen Boyan take off his shirt. Hearing the conversation between the two, she couldn't help but frowned. She knew that Jing Zhe was not crazy, but jealous.As for what, don't just look at her upper body, her decent wife doesn't think there is anything wrong...

Both of them had tacit smiles on their faces, but Jingzhe raised his eyebrows and started counting down, "Three, two..."

Seeing that Zhu Danyang hadn't reacted yet, Jing Zhe dragged his voice on counting to two, his brows almost raised, "One point five!"

Zhu Danyang was a little indignant, but also a little helpless, that's what his boss hates!She took a step and walked out, complaining, "Counting what! I'll just go!"

After Jing Zhe watched Zhu Danyang go out, he followed up and closed the door of the ward. Hearing the sound of closing the door with a bang, Zhu Danyang immediately took off his white coat and left, ready to go back directly, too lazy to wait. up.

In the ward, Shen Boyan was shirtless, and on the upper arm of his right hand, there were a few strips of blue adhesive tape, which were sports bandages specially used to relieve ligament strains and some sports injuries, and white gauze was on the forearm.

It is not difficult to see that there are bruises on the whole arm, blue and purple, and slightly swollen.

Mo Changan frowned and didn't make a sound. He just stood beside him, his eyes never moving away, and he would look at Shen Boyan's neck from time to time. There were still some blood stains on his neck that had not been cleaned up and had dried up into dark marks, which made people feel uncomfortable. My heart tightened.

Jing Zhe had already started to palpate him, moved his arm, and said after a while, "Don't hang the neck strap, I just saw the film, the strain is not too serious, it's fine to move properly, don't be too Just use your strength, if you keep hanging and don’t move, when will the blood on your hand dissipate.”

Shen Boyan responded, "Well, that's fine."

As he spoke, he was about to withdraw his hand, not wanting Jing Zhe to take off the bandage on his forearm, but Jing Zhe had already held his wrist out of a doctor's instinct, and immediately untied the bandage before he could withdraw his hand .

The hideous wound after stitching looked like a centipede. The skin around the wound was yellowish due to the iodine disinfection, and it was not difficult to see that it was swollen at a glance.

"Does it hurt?"

Before Jing Zhe had time to speak, Mo Changan had already asked this question in a very calm voice.

The more this is the case, the less difficult it is for Shen Boyan to hear that she is pretending to be calm.

"It doesn't hurt, it's under anesthesia." He replied, then frowned and looked at Jing Zhe, "Have you finished reading it? Wrap it up quickly after reading it."

Jing Zhe tsk-tsk twice, "Tsk-tsk-tsk, which doctor sewed it up for you? It's too ugly. In the future, there will be a centipede-like scar. Do you want to uphold the scar as a man's medal?"

"Stop making sarcastic remarks." Shen Boyan said in a low voice, Jing Zhe had already opened the medical consultation box he brought over, and took out the suturing tools and disinfection tools from it, "Don't say brother, I don't support you, my beauty suturing skills are very good Very soon, if others want to ask me to sew it up, they can’t do it, come on, put your arm down and don’t move, I’ll sew it up for you again..."