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Chapter 295 The Sweetheart

"Shu Yin!" came a low and confused voice.

"Huh?" Shu Yin agreed casually, and suddenly realized that she is a ghost doctor now, so she hurriedly changed her words, "Who is his name?"

"Young Marshal's sweetheart." Deng Hao had no choice but to speak nasally, his eyes were red.

"Sweetheart?" Shu Yin's tone became weird, and she snorted secretly.

Will the sweetheart leave the car?In the world of ice and snow, is there such a cruel man?

If it is, she doesn't want it.

"It seems that the young commander cares about this girl very much, and it may be beneficial for her to take care of the young commander." The doctor's words caused Shu Yin to give up again.

"When our young commander was in a coma, he kept calling Miss Shu. Unfortunately, Miss Shu is a cruel person." Deng Hao sighed.

"Shut up!" Shu Yin was annoyed.

Deng Hao shut up quickly.

"Yinyin... I'm sorry... Come out quickly!" Yan Xiaojie muttered in a daze.

Shu Yin raised the anesthetic needle and was about to give him an injection, when she heard his voice, she paused and looked at him.

Yan Xiaojie seemed to have lost a lot of weight, her originally handsome face became more angular, her brows were tightened, as if she had a lot of worries that couldn't be resolved.

"Miss Shu is hiding, our young commander still misses her, really." A guard was indignant.

"Shut up! I didn't see the ghost doctor treating the young marshal." Deng Hao's face darkened.

The guard shut up.

Shu Yin felt a little uncomfortable, so she did not say a word, and performed the operation seriously.

Deng Hao watched Shu Yin's movements nervously, and suddenly, his eyes stopped on her exposed arm, her skin was more than snow, and he looked at her face in astonishment, it was pitch black, but it had a full beard.

Shu Yin felt a thorn in her back, turned her head suddenly, and found Deng Hao staring at her in a daze.

When it was over, her arms were exposed.

"Get out! If you interrupt my operation, I will not be responsible for any accident!"

Deng Hao was shocked, and realized that he had lost his composure, so he quickly winked at the guards, and all backed out.

"Do you think the ghost doctor is strange?" Deng Hao asked the guard beside him with a puzzled face.

"It's just a ghost temper." The guard snorted, "If we can't cure our young commander, we will shoot him dead."

"Nonsense!" The more Deng Hao thought about it, the more wrong it became. How did the ghost doctor know that the young marshal had a thigh injury?It seems that the chest wound is also very clear, and he asked on purpose.

Shu Yin worked for a full two hours before taking out the shrapnel that had penetrated into the meat. There were three pieces of shrapnel, and it was this shrapnel that caused the deep festering that caused the high fever.

The doctor was astonished when he saw Shu Yin's operation, and praised repeatedly, "You really deserve to be a ghost doctor. Such a difficult gunshot wound can be removed by the ghost doctor with such a small opening."

"Small wounds are easy to heal." Shu Yin cleaned her hands and said calmly.

"He still has a high fever tonight, I'll watch over here, the doctor can go to rest." Shu Yin put her hand on Yan Xiaojie's forehead, her hand was cold, Yan Xiaojie seemed to feel the stimulation, her sword eyebrows moved slightly.

"Yinyin..."

Shu Yin was taken aback, then suddenly pushed away, and looked carefully, he was just talking in a daze.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and wrung out a towel of ice water and put it on his forehead.

Who knew that the wrist was suddenly grabbed, "Yinyin..."

Shu Yin was startled, and quickly looked at Yan Xiaojie, eyes still closed, talking nonsense again?

But the wrist was held tightly by him, and he couldn't break free for a while, so he had to let him.

Yan Xiaojie's body was hot and cold for a while, and he seemed to see Shu Yin in front of him in a daze, walking forward slowly, but he didn't look back, but his mouth was dry, he couldn't make a sound even when he opened his mouth, he was so anxious, he stretched out his hand and went Grasp.

He actually grabbed her wrist, but why is her wrist so cold.

"Yinyin..." He whispered with difficulty, and put her hands on his face, letting his face warm his soft little hands.

Shu Yin's eyes widened in horror as she watched Yan Xiaojie press her hand against his face.

　Thank you dear Di Mingxian, Yayangyang, and Bubbles for your rewards, hugs.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)