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Zheng Tianhao opened the surgery box, but he didn't know why. Over the past few years, he had performed many operations, including many beauties' lairs, and he was calm and unhurried. At this time, the hand that performed the surgery was trembling slightly, listening to his life-and-death refusal. , and didn’t dare to force it, if his family decided it was a medical accident after cutting it off, and brought a group of people in to make a medical trouble, it would be a big trouble, so he said lightly: “Lin Le, it’s okay, you don’t like it, keep it It’s okay, but you have to pay attention in the future, if it becomes red, swollen and itchy, or the mass increases, you must rush to the hospital in time for diagnosis and treatment.”

"Okay, thank you, Director Zheng, for your concern." Retaining Xiongzang, as if saving his head, Lin Le heaved a sigh of relief, and lay down again, humming, "Oh, there is a stick inside the root, it hurts so much, Please take it out quickly."

"Don't worry, it will be fine soon." Zheng Tianhao comforted him, secretly amused, thinking that the one who captured his sweetheart was some kind of local tyrant, extremely domineering, but a slug who was about to snort after a slight injury. Drooling non-stop, thinking again and again, a beauty in the workplace, contacting this bumpkin client, unexpectedly within a day, she was willing to link up with him, and I don't know if she is obsessed with ghosts, so she became more and more jealous Wang, the hand holding the knife trembled even more.

"Wow, Director Zheng, do you have to use a knife to get the stick from the root?" The scene where Brother He used the knife to make gestures on the root made him feel terrified, staring at the shiny scalpel in his hand, his legs The poles are flickering.

Zheng Tianhao put down the knife, and said calmly: "The bamboo stick has entered the skin and cannot be taken out with tweezers. It doesn't matter. You just need to make a small opening and you can get it out, even without anesthesia." He said methodically , First cut off the surrounding hair, and then carefully disinfect before the operation.

"Oh, will it hurt very much?" The doctor is the god of the patient, but he is the director of the god. Lin Le trusts him very much, like a shrimp, arched his body, watching him disinfect.

"Xiao Lin, it's okay, it's like an ant pinched it, and it will be fine soon." This Lin Le is more ticklish and pain-resistant, not good enough, Zheng Tianhao's jealousy burns more and more, and he wishes to use a knife to kill his A love handle was cut down to the root, and it was as if the hatred had just been relieved. After the knife was re-operated, the hand continued to tremble.

"Okay, Le Zi forgot, you are the director, can you be gentle?" Lin Le's eyes were a little dazed as he stared at the knife, as if if he was not careful, he would cut off the whole love love by the root of.

"Okay, no problem. If you're afraid of pain, I'll ask an anesthetist to come and give you an injection of anesthesia." Zheng Tianhao changed the subject, "However, if this kind of minor surgery is performed on the most sensitive part, after the injection of anesthesia, it will affect the nerve conduction. , there is not a small impact, and even many years can not be recovered."

"Wow, Director Zheng, my uncle, Director, don't inject anesthetics or anything, it's okay, I can bear it." Hearing that it will hinder the nerves above and affect the feeling of taking a hot spring bath, Lin Le is desperate He promised to be anesthetized, gritted his teeth, and opened his trousers even more, like a hero, "Come on, it's a big deal to get stabbed."

"No hurry." Zheng Tianhao picked up the scalpel and put it down again, determined the best surgical plan with all his heart, "Let me see clearly before we talk, and minimize the wound." Jealousy , slowly inspecting the root, what he wants to estimate is not the strength and angle of the knife, but the depth of the largest nerve cord on the root, so that it can be cut off with one knife at a time. This made this brave little grass flower fairy no longer have the capital to do evil.

"Okay, thank you very much, Director." Lin Le stared down, noticing that Zheng Tianhao's smiling face and eyes were extremely cold.

"You're welcome." Zheng Tianhao took the knife, and scratched at his love handle, trying to cut off the nerve cord, which can relieve the momentary hatred in his heart, but when it comes to investigation, it is a serious medical accident after all, so Hesitating, unable to start for a long time.

"Director, how long will it take for the wound to recover?" The cold knife was slashing back and forth on Aiai, Lin Le's whole body was cold, and he asked without words, just waiting for him to cut down and relieve the pain.

"Your injury is not serious. Except for a few small muscle bleeding, the rest is soft tissue contusion." Zheng Tianhao's scalpel left the love handle again. After listening to his question, he thought about cutting the nerve cord. The risk was too great. Big, why not leave him in the rehabilitation department, use some chronic drugs, and treat him well, so that after he is discharged from the hospital, he will no longer have the ability to make grass flowers, so he can do it more secretly, so he suggested, "After this minor operation, It takes a week to recover, and the rehabilitation department has an elegant environment, massage acupuncture, and mugwort fire fumigation, which are special subjects of this hospital, without any side effects of drugs, are you willing to live in it?"

"Since the director agrees, Lezi is willing." Seeing that the scalpel was far away, Lin Le temporarily returned to his original position with a heavy heart.

"The cost of the bed is very cheap, only 25 yuan per day, plus massage and acupuncture, it will not exceed 1000 yuan after a week." Zheng Tianhao hesitated, but he didn't do anything, "However, you are traumatized, and you have to lose every day. Prescribe some anti-inflammatory western medicine."

"It's okay, don't be afraid of infusion fun, what is the director's arrangement and how to do it." Lin Le chuckled, and felt that the handsome director Zheng was very approachable, and he almost became friends with him.

"Okay, please don't worry, no problem." Zheng Tianhao suddenly remembered that some developed countries in the West have adopted a new type of "chemical cutting" criminal law for criminals who have been in and out of prisons for sexual assault many times and cannot control the crime. A large amount of estrogen injections made them gradually lose their male aggressiveness. Wouldn't it be better to use it on this country boy without anyone noticing it?

"Ouch." Lin Le raised his head, not daring to look down, but felt a sharp pain, and his body trembled involuntarily.

"Does it hurt?" Zheng Tianhao asked pretending to be concerned.

"A little."

"Hold it, it'll be over soon." Zheng Tianhao cut a small cut with the knife accurately, just exposing the head of the bamboo stick. He changed the tweezers, clamped it firmly, and pulled it all out with a light pull.

"Hey, there's a stick in the way, it's really uncomfortable, it's much more enjoyable to pick it off." Lin Le finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"If you don't discover it early and keep it inside, the consequences of repeated inflammation will be unimaginable." Zheng Tianhao held up the bamboo stick and showed him a close look. After a minute or two, he finished the anti-inflammatory and bandaging skillfully, and then introduced, "The Rehabilitation Department on the third floor of the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine belongs to the special department of this hospital. It uses massage and acupuncture, plus fire fumigation with wormwood, which is very effective for soft tissue contusions, without any side effects, and the cost is not expensive. I don't know you Are you willing to choose?"