hell!The start was rescued by his ex-girlfriend!

Chapter 7 Revenge for Love, The Acupuncture Trouble

Zhong Xiaochuan still closed his eyes tightly.

To be honest, he was not afraid of pain or needles, he was just afraid of needles piercing his skin.

Therefore, in order to alleviate his fear, Zhong Xiaochuan chose to close his eyes tightly,
"Well, you can fight."

In the darkness, Zhong Xiaochuan felt that his arm was tied tightly with a cold rubber band, and then a cotton swab with alcohol was placed on his wrist, and he wiped it vigorously, and then Zhong Xiaochuan listened There was a sound of unpacking.

In the next second, a spy with a cold aura stabbed his wrist firmly with a strange force.

Zhong Xiaochuan: "!!!"

Dig!

If he didn't know that he had to keep quiet in the operating room, Zhong Xiaochuan felt like he was going to shout out.

Clanking and iron bones are nothing, he really hurts! ! !

At this time, that sweet and clear voice like a lark sounded in Zhong Xiaochuan's ears,

"Sir, I'm really sorry. I accidentally tied it crookedly. Can you let me try again?"

Hearing this sentence suddenly, Zhong Xiaochuan opened his eyes suddenly, and glanced at the back of his swollen hand in disbelief, Zhong Xiaochuan fell silent...

He felt that his own blood vessels were quite obvious, so why couldn't he get them pierced?

Well, when medical staff always make mistakes, maybe it is really the fault of their own blood vessels?

Thinking of this, Zhong Xiaochuan gritted his teeth, and with the thought of a strong man breaking his wrist, he closed his eyes again and nodded,

"Well, go ahead!"

"Then sir... this time I will get the needle in another place."

"All right, all right, as long as you can hit it, you can do anything!"

After saying this, Zhong Xiaochuan felt that his hand was tied with a rubber band again, and then that cold hand pulled up the back of his hand, and patted it hard twice. Down.

Zhong Xiaochuan: Keep smiling, it’s just being patted twice, he can hold back!
After a short pause, the little nurse patted hard again a few times.

In an instant, a burning sensation came, and Zhong Xiaochuan felt that his entire arm was numb.

Opening his eyes, Zhong Xiaochuan suppressed the anger in his heart and asked,
"What are you doing?"

"I just patted your blood vessels to make your blood vessels emerge, sir, don't be angry!"

Zhong Xiaochuan: "!!!"

Are you shooting blood vessels?

You fucking are just hammering people, okay?

As if sensing the anger in Zhong Xiaochuan's heart, the little nurse covered up the imperceptible coldness in her eyes with a slight smile,
"Don't be angry, sir, I just don't want to prick you again..."

Zhong Xiaochuan: "..."

Row!
It is reasonable for you to be a teacher, he just needs to endure it! !

Turning his head away a little angrily, Zhong Xiaochuan took a deep breath and said viciously,
"Okay, okay! Go ahead! Do it right."

"Ok sir."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Xiaochuan felt that someone had applied a handful of alcohol to his hand at an extremely fast speed, and then a familiar sharp pain appeared in Zhong Xiaochuan's sensory organs again...

Groove! ! !

Nima!
Are you here to get an injection, or to kill someone?

Opening his eyes suddenly, Zhong Xiaochuan looked in the direction of the pain. Sure enough, he saw a big bulging bag again!

Peat!
It's not hit yet, you nurse... No!
Why is the needle upright?

Don't you want to inject the indwelling needle along the blood vessel?

Why don't you just leave it here to learn how Rongmao gets the needle?
Facing Zhong Xiaochuan's gaze, the little nurse raised the corners of her mouth and smiled lightly, then pulled out the indwelling needle stuck in Zhong Xiaochuan's hand without pressing it with a cotton swab, just like that, the blood on Zhong Xiaochuan's hand went crazy down stream.

Zhong Xiaochuan: I was so frightened that I didn't know what to say for a while.

"Oh...why is there so much blood? It has stained the floor of my operating room."

The little nurse's voice was still sweet, but in Zhong Xiaochuan's heart, only the grass-mud horse ran past madly.

Seeing that Zhong Xiaochuan was about to make a fuss, the little nurse suddenly grasped the indwelling needle in her hand tightly, then put the needle on Zhong Xiaochuan's neck, and said slowly in Zhong Xiaochuan's ear with a voice like a lover's whisper. ,

"Shh, Mr. Zhong, don't make any noise. If you make loud noises in the operating room, it will affect the doctor's work. Can you afford the consequences? And here is the aorta. Does it look like a fountain to you?"

At this moment, no matter how dull Zhong Xiaochuan was, he could still feel something was wrong!

"Miss, when did I offend you?"

"Offend me?"

After the little nurse finished listening, a hint of thought appeared in her eyes. The next second, the indwelling needle in her hand seemed to be making trouble, and it ignited on Zhong Xiaochuan's neck. After a long time, Zhong Xiaochuan Only then did I hear a contemptuous laugh from the little nurse,
"I just said, how can a person like you be so relieved to let me give you an injection, it turns out...you don't remember me at all!!!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhong Xiaochuan's heart trembled violently, and he immediately focused his attention on the woman in front of him.

Although the woman in front of her was still wearing a mask, and her hair was tied up by a surgical cap, Zhong Xiaochuan's eyes were deeply attracted by those smart eyes.

Slowly moving his gaze down, Zhong Xiaochuan's gaze settled on the badge on the nurse's chest: Rong Fangqiong.

Groove!Groove!You engage in a sneak attack!You are not loyal!You can't afford it!You little trash, you have no strength!Nonsence!

Realizing that Zhong Xiaochuan's eyes were resting on her name tag, Rong Fangqiong was not in a hurry. She slowly threw the needle in her hand aside and said with a smile,

"It seems that you, the scumbag, are not completely heartless."

As she spoke, Rong Fangqiong slowly pulled down her mask.

Looking at the unusually familiar face in front of him, Zhong Xiaochuan felt like he could race a horse in his heart.

Dig!

This is... who is it?

He really doesn't know him! ! !
"Now that you see my face, do you know who I am?"

Rong Fangqiong still had an unusually sweet smile on her face. Looking at Zhong Xiaochuan made her scalp tingle. No, little sister, who are you?
He really didn't remember that there was such a character in his world!
For a long time, in order not to bear the title of scumbag, Zhong Xiaochuan always regarded himself as a central air conditioner.

Ex-girlfriend—he remembers!
The girls he cared about and helped—he also remembers them!

But he really didn’t remember that he had ever seen the girl in front of him! ! !
(End of this chapter)