Sister, you miss me

Hong Yuan said: "Xinxin, I hit you. That's a play. The harder I play, the more real the play will be. You are lying in the hospital and bedridden. Even if Hong Dandong is so angry, he can't do anything to you. "

Hong Xin bit her lip and said nothing in anger.

Hong Yuan shook his head: "Hong Xin, you have to remember that you must be sure that Dai Di asked you to enter the mansion. This is no proof. If Da Dong knew that you took the initiative to seduce Dai Di, causing him to die, you know as a result of."

Hong Xin turned her head and looked at Hong Yuan coldly: "Hong Yuan, you must not let me have something to do."

"Ok?"

"Otherwise, Dadong will know everything."

"You threaten me!" Hong Yuan slowly opened his eyes.

"Don't dare." Hong Xin smiled: "Brother, I'm just stating a fact."

"Good for yourself." Hong Yuan walked away.

Hong Xin cast a sneer at his back.

...

In the surgical operating room of this hospital, Chen Long's body was firmly fixed on the operating table. Ruan Yonghe was moved by his tragic condition. After some examination, it was all a comminuted joint fracture.

This person is 80% dead!The turtle medical doctor shook her head repeatedly, she didn't understand what Yang Feng was still insisting on.

What is rare is that this time Yang Feng is still polite to her, but there is still no expression on his face.

"Dr. Ruan, please help me." Yang Feng looked at Ruan Yonghe and said sincerely and urgently.

In front of Ruan Yonghe, Yang Feng was undoubtedly a little man, but a terrifying divine light burst into this little man's eyes, making her unable to look directly, and of course she couldn't refuse.

"As long as I can do it, I will serve."

"Thank you, help me debride my brother, complete the debridement."

"This is no problem, but..." Ruan Yonghe put on his rimless glasses and smiled reluctantly: "But what else can you do? Does it make sense? Anyway, he will have to be served by others for the rest of his life."

"Perhaps you are right, but I must try."

"Try it?"

"Yes, please do it."

Ruan Yonghe glanced at the terrible Chen Long, and finally nodded, said "OK", and then gestured to the anesthesiologist, but Yang Feng said "Slowly".

Ruan Yonghe frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

Yang Feng said, "No need for anesthesia."

"what?"

Yang Feng did not answer, but took a few steps forward, staring at the blood transfusion bag, and then fell on Chen Long who was unconscious, paused, and grabbed his elbow.

Even Ruan Yonghe could see that Yang Feng was exerting force, and the solidified wound was bleeding again. Chen Long woke up in pain and looked at Yang Feng in surprise.

"Xiaolong, trust me, I will be able to cure you!"

Chen Long said weakly: "Brother, I believe, I always believe that you don't mess with me, I fainted, I don't know it hurts. Hey, you woke me up, isn't it just to tell me this sentence? !"

"cowardly!"

"How can this be cowardice!"

Yang Feng pointed to Ruan Yonghe: "She wants to give you anesthesia, Xiaolong, you said yourself, do you need anesthesia?"

"I……"

"Think about Guan Gong scraping his bones to heal his wounds and playing chess while drinking. What kind of spirit is that?"

"Brother..." Chen Long looked at Yang Feng bitterly.

"Since you called my brother, then I will call the shots." Yang Feng turned to look at Ruan Yonghe: "Dr. Ruan, there is no need for anesthesia, no local anesthesia is needed, I will trouble you, let's start.

Ruan Yonghe bit his lip and nodded slightly: "It's really troublesome. During the long operation, once the patient can't control himself, it may cause a second operation injury."

"What did I eat?" Yang Feng smiled slightly.

Ruan Yonghe breathed, she had to admit that Yang Feng's smile was very lethal to her.

"Okay, let's start." Ruan Yonghe took a tinned scalpel from the nurse, hesitated again, Chen Long had her limbs broken, and she was thinking about where to start.

"From here." Yang Feng pointed to the knee joint of Chen Long's right leg. Ruan Yonghe found that Chen Long had a few silver needles above and below his knee joint.

Ruan Yonghe nodded and began to cut Chen Long's right leg patella.

The pain entered the bone marrow the first time, but Chen Long was firmly fixed, other parts shuddered slightly, but his right knee was still motionless.

Ruan Yonghe once again carefully examined the few inconspicuous silver needles, and then looked at Yang Feng, who was under the needle. She thought of the profoundness and profoundness of Chinese medicine.

The scalpel made a sour sound on the patella, and Chen Long's teeth were clenched. Because the blood was transfused to replenish the fluid, his body quickly sweated.

Yang Feng was distressed and angry, but still smiled hippiely: "Little dragon, it hurts? It hurts, you can call it out."

"No, we can't let Hong Kong people look down upon our mainland men."

"Okay, it's urinary. It's a man who urinates with his legs open." Yang Feng gave a thumbs up.

"Brother." Chen Long tremblingly said: "You tell me about Er Master Guan's bone scraping, how can I compare to his old man? Besides, he needs to rely on drinking and playing chess to distract his attention. I'm doing so?"

"What are you thinking? Oh, I see. Use distraction." Yang Feng snapped his fingers and took out his mobile phone: "By the way, do you prefer European and American or Oriental?"

"I prefer your size!" Chen Long cursed without a good voice.

Ruan Yonghe, who had been focusing on the operation, suddenly heard this and couldn't help but laugh.

"Could it be that you like the locals, then look at Dr. Ruan, Dr. Ruan is more grounded than them."

Chen Longguo was really obedient. He patrolled Ruan Yonghe's bumpy body with an almost obsessive look. Soon, the area on Ruan Yonghe's face that was not covered by the mask slowly dyed a layer of crimson.

...

Hong Yuan was walking on the way to the morgue, suddenly a hand stretched out from the side door, Hong Yuan could not help being pulled in.

This is an equipment room with a female doctor standing in front of him. Upon closer inspection, Hong Yuan exclaimed: "Laura, why are you? What are you doing!"

The loose white coat couldn't restrain her bursting figure, Xiang Laura said angrily: "What happened? Why did Hong Tian die?"

Hong Yuan spread out his hands: "He is a hungry ghost in lust, and he needs to find it hard. He accidentally died on a woman's belly. What can I do?"

"It's too cheap for him!" Xiang Laura gritted her teeth for a while, and then said viciously: "Where is his body? I want to whip the body!"

Hong Yuan's scalp numb, his eyes stared, and then shook his head: "Laura, what's the point of that?"

"He's dead, what else can I do?" Xiang Laola's newly trimmed eyebrows were upside down.

"Have you ever heard a sentence-Father's debt is repaid." Hong Yuan squinted at Xiang Laola, temptingly.

Xiang Laola's eyes widened suddenly, and her fists clenched: "Yes, the father pays the debt, he also has a son, you must help me."

"It should be." Hong Yuan replied sincerely, and he immediately smiled in his heart. He was so brainless, as expected, he also prepared a lot of impassioned rhetoric, which was really a waste.

...

At dusk, a bells and whistles McLaren sports car drove out of the airport. Hong Dandong drove from left to right in the urban area in a way that was almost a drag racing. He was so anxious that he wanted to fly his wings to the hospital.

Hong Tianjiao was sitting in the co-driver, wearing a seat belt, and pulling the doorknob. Her body was thrown away again and again. The well-trained woman couldn't bear it.

However, she didn't say anything, she knew that even if she did, Hong Dandong would not listen.

Haste is not enough.

Although Hong Dandong tried his best to avoid pedestrians and social vehicles, he still violated the traffic rules time and time again, and the relevant departments still focused on him.

...

Causeway Bay Hospital, surgical operating room.

The operation has been carried out for three hours. Chen Long's knees and right elbow joints have been debrided. Fortunately, the bones are severely broken and the nerves are basically intact.

Such an operation is also a test for Ruan Yonghe. She peeled off Chen Long's scars layer by layer with a gentle technique as possible.

Three hours later, Ruan Yonghe was also sweating, her back was sore and her legs hurt, but she found that Chen Long's eyes seemed to be much hotter.

Ruan Yonghe suddenly lowered his head and looked at him. It turned out that the white surgical gown was soaked in sweat and sucked on his body. The curve was curvy and exquisitely convex.

At this moment, Ruan Yonghe was not ashamed, but felt that he was great.

Finally, half an hour later, Ruan Yonghe put down the scalpel, meanwhile, her feet staggered.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Yang Feng held on to Ruan Yonghe, said "work hard", and then released her arm.

However, Ruan Yonghe looked at Yang Feng's back in shock, because just now, a warm current poured into her body, and then she was not so tired.

Ruan Yonghe's beautiful eyes widened, and just about to speak, Yang Feng's voice rang: "Dr. Ruan, trouble you, can you take your people to avoid it?"

"What?" Ruan Yonghe couldn't believe his ears.

Yang Feng turned around and said: "It seems a little unkind, but..." He thought for a while, "In this way, I take a step back, and you are the only one left."

Ruan Yonghe frowned, shrugging his shoulders after a long while: "Okay."

The anesthesiologists, assistants, and nurses walked out one after another, and Yang Feng made another request: "Turn off surgical monitoring."

"It's not compliant."

"But it must be."

"Don't look at me like this, well, I promise you."

Yang Feng nodded, walked to the side of Chen Long, and said casually: "I haven't been asking, what is the cause of Uncle Hong's death? Is it related to you?"

"No! It has nothing to do with me."

"Oh." Yang Feng turned to look at her, "the specific cause of death?"

"Blood collapse. Initial autopsy, Hong Shu was in a state of sexual excitement until he died." Ruan Yonghe bit his lip and said.

Yang Feng nodded: "Sure enough."

"I knew it was to tune the tiger away from the mountain. Ah -" Chen Long suddenly shouted: "Brother, save Fatty Liang, he doesn't know what he has been tortured."

"I don't think it will be worse than you, I will treat you first."

Ruan Yonghe hugged his arms and said, "Yang Feng, I'm very curious, what method would you use to bone your brother."

"In a moment, you will see."

Ruan Yonghe's big eyes did not blink, but suddenly a black round box appeared in Yang Feng's hand.

Out of nothing? Ruan Yonghe was dumbfounded, and then shook his head. At this time, he was still in the mood to become magical?