Chapter 97 Dizzy Needle
"It doesn't hurt, my dear, it really doesn't hurt, it will be fine soon." Qi Muchen coaxed in a good-tempered manner.

"Liar! Shameless! Get out!" Lu Yichu continued to curse.

But after a while, her tone changed completely.

"Woo, I was wrong, can you stop pricking me?"

The South American swallowed, feeling that it was not easy for him to intervene in the younger generation's affairs, but his son seemed a bit too beastly.

"Is the stinky Baba beating Mommy?" The little milk bag obviously heard Lu Yichu's voice, and asked worriedly.

"No, your father is sweating for your mommy, so that the disease will be cured sooner." The South American covered the mouth of the little milk bag and dragged him out for a walk.

In the room, Qi Muchen looked at the needle in his hand with black threads all over his head, and it stuck crookedly on the back of Lu Yichu's hand.

And Lu Yichu's expression was so miserable, he sniffed, "You stabbed eleven times! You definitely did it on purpose, liar!"

She was afraid of injections in the first place, and this guy has stabbed her so many times. Now her hands are full of needles!

She is even more afraid of needles now.

"If you hadn't moved around, I would have stabbed it crookedly?" Qi Muchen pulled out the needle expressionlessly, and firmly held her hand to prevent her from moving.

Qi Jiuye used to perform missions that were close to death. There were many injuries to his teammates or himself, and it was difficult to find a doctor.

So he knows a little about this simple bandaging and infusion.

Although there is no family doctor who does a good job, it is not so embarrassing.

The point is, he has never encountered such an uncooperative patient in his life.

Fortunately, he didn't ask the doctor to give her an injection, otherwise this little bastard would definitely turn the world upside down, and the doctor might have a psychological shadow about the injection for the rest of his life.

"You obediently don't move, and I'll be able to hit it right." Qi Muchen gave her a warning look.

Lu Yichu shrank his neck, and his hand was held tightly by him, but he was clearly struggling to get out of his control: "I think if you don't get the needle, nothing will happen."

Qi Muchen didn't listen to her, and aimed the needle at the vein on the back of his hand.

As a result, there was a whoosh, and Lu Yichu became stronger in the face of fear again, and dodged past.

Qi Muchen sighed: "If you're really scared, just close your eyes and stop looking."

Lu Yichu looked at him very seriously: "In the dark, all senses will be infinitely magnified, are you trying to scare me to death?"

At this moment, Qi Muchen finally took aim and stabbed directly at the back of her hand.

Lu Yichu only felt a tingling pain on the back of his hand, and looked over there.

I just saw the picture of the needle tip piercing the skin and the blood flowing backwards along the drip tube.

Then she straightened out and passed out.

She doesn't faint from blood, but faints from needles...

Qi Muchen caught her quickly, put her away with a helpless expression, and fixed the needle with medical tape on the back of his hand.

Of course, the most important thing is that she is afraid that she will faint again when she sees the needle.

It's unbelievable that a person who can kill with guns and kills without blinking an eye is afraid of injections.

Ruirui is not afraid of injections!
Qi Muchen tidied up, poured a cup of hot tea, and took medicine when Lu Yichu woke up.

Just now I had a fight with Lu Yichu, and I was sweating hot from the needle, so Qi Muchen went to take a bath again.

When he came out, Lu Yichu was still awake.

The man sat aside and looked at her peaceful sleeping face.

In the end, they came to a conclusion that Lu Yichu was the cutest when he fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)

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