The mad doctor who is the evil king chasing his wife is not easy to mess with

Chapter 1798 No matter what you see for a while, don't make a fuss!
Shui Lingyue handed back the scissors to Leng Ping'er, and gently groped Meng Xingyu's chest with both hands. Before touching it, the skin on Meng Xingyu's body jumped. In a short time, Meng Xingyu was covered in cold sweat.

Leng Ping'er stood aside, her toes clenched the ground, her teeth were biting her lips tightly, and she tried her best to hold back the words she wanted to question.

Finally, Shui Lingyue finished touching, took the intravenous needle at hand, grabbed Meng Xingyu's hand, wiped some povidone iodine on his wrist, found the vein, and carefully inserted the needle into his blood vessel.

Shui Lingyue turned on the drip switch, fixed the needle on Meng Xingyu's wrist with medical tape, and then let go of his hand.

Shui Lingyue first sterilized him with medical alcohol, then picked up the shiny scalpel in her hand, and pressed the back of the knife on the skin of Meng Xingyu's arm, asking while pressing, "Does it hurt?"

Meng Xingyu looked at Shui Lingyue, shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Shui Lingyue scolded softly: "Fool!" Then said seriously: "Don't move your head! Just move your mouth!"

Meng Xingyu was taken aback for a moment, and was about to nod, but then remembered that it shouldn't be, and then replied: "Okay, old lady, it doesn't hurt at all." Meng Xingyu's voice was gentle and slightly hoarse. The scalpel, he knew in his heart that the knife was for cutting him, but he didn't have a trace of timidity or worry in his heart, on the contrary, he felt an unspeakable sense of happiness.

Shui Lingyue knew that he was lying to herself on purpose, that the anesthetic was lost, but it was impossible to take effect so quickly.

She simply ignored him, taking advantage of the time, Shui Lingyue looked up at Leng Ping'er, and said: "No matter what you see later, don't make a fuss!"

Leng Ping'er nodded quickly, and subconsciously pulled the mask on her face, and asked, "Mother, do I have to wear this? I feel so bored."

Shui Lingyue's face was very serious, and she said: "I have to wear it no matter how boring I am, I will open the old man's here in a while." Then, Shui Lingyue pointed to the protruding bone, and said: "Put the bone back in place, Human skin is easily infected with bacteria when it is cut open, and there are countless bacteria in our mouth, so in order to prevent infection, we must wear a mask."

When Leng Ping'er heard that it was to protect Meng Xingyu, she nodded quickly and said, "I see."

Shui Lingyue glanced at her lightly, and said: "In the operating room, don't make so many unnecessary movements. If you have something to say, what should you do if you shake your head around and sweat drips into the wound?"

Leng Ping'er was stunned for a while, nodding or shaking her head for a moment, holding her breath, and finally had to say: "Okay, I see."

Shui Lingyue said again: "Of course, there is another benefit of wearing a mask, which is to protect ourselves."

Shui Lingyue paused, and said: "If we are dealing with an infectious patient, his body is full of infectious viruses. If we don't wear masks, we will be easily infected."

Leng Ping'er suddenly realized, and said: "So that's how it is."

Shui Lingyue counted the time, the anesthetic should have worked, and looked at Meng Xingyu, his eyes had been gently closed.

Shui Lingyue called out tentatively: "Old man!"

No one agreed, Shui Lingyue knew that the anesthetic had worked.

Shui Lingyue stopped talking, picked up the scalpel with her right hand, pressed the skin on Meng Xingyu's chest left and right, swiped, the scalpel cut open the skin on his chest, and immediately, donated blood gushed out from his chest.

(End of this chapter)