After Transmigrating into a Cannon Fodder Character in the 1980s, I Trash Them All

When he walked out of the hospital, Su Dajiang already felt that the wound he had removed from the stitches was much better, and he didn't have the sharp pain that he had just felt.

The waist that had been leaning forward gradually straightened, and the steps under his feet became a little faster.

"Da Jiang, if your wound hurts, just go slowly. Let's go home!" Seeing that her husband seemed to want to speed up, Wei Guiqin worried that the wound he was going to hurt was painful.

"It's really weird you say. Yanyan's words seem to have magical powers, she said it doesn't hurt, it really won't!" Su Dajiang also felt incredible.

It was not uninjured before. After the stitches were removed, the wound felt painful for a while.

Not this time.

Wei Guiqin rolled his eyes and said, "You two are enough, and you are endlessly paying back. What your daughter said is the Buddha's true scripture? Just listen to it, all illnesses will be eliminated, and there will be no pain?"

"Don't tell me, it's really like this." Su Dajiang laughed dryly.

"Cut." Wei Guiqin was unwilling to listen.

Su Han smiled at the corner of the cigarette's mouth. She silently thought that this healing function could not cure the disease, but could only reduce the pain. If it could cure the disease, wouldn't she become a genius doctor?

In the future, what kind of illness can be cured by touching her hand, and people who see the doctor will not line up in a long line? At that time, you can count the cramps by just counting the money. How beautiful?

It's a pity...Her gold fingers are not big enough, and not enough to guard against the sky!

Su Hanyan thought about the golden finger, and suddenly Jin Chen's tired look appeared in his mind. Then... the golden finger can eliminate pain, can it eliminate fatigue?

Why did she regret that she didn't think of it just now and try it? If you can, you can help him...

Jin Chen's world was quiet. There was no harsh noise and cracking pain. He closed his eyes and took a deep sleep. When he opened his eyes again, it was almost noon.

The doctor's office was still quiet, only Lu Feifan sitting on the side of the bed, resting his cheek with one hand, staring at some place in a daze with both eyes unblinking.

"Ahem." Jin Chen coughed twice.

"You're awake!" Lu Feifan returned to his senses and hurriedly asked, "How is it? Is the noise still loud? Does the head hurt? Can you hold on? If it doesn't work, I'll take leave to take you home."

"It's okay." Jin Chen stretched out and stretched his muscles and bones. "This attack did not last for a long time and it passed. I just made up for a nap, and now I am much better. By the way, how about the operation?"

"Still thinking about the operation?" Lu Feifan poured a glass of water and stuffed it into his hand. "You can't hold it on the operating table. After I help you out, Director Lin will soon take over for you, don't worry."

"Are you still going?" Jin Chen glanced at him.

"You have no conscience." Lu Feifan really wanted to punch this guy in the face, "I'm not worried about you? You don't have to worry about the operation. The anesthesiologist in the hospital is more than me. Don't worry, the operation No problem."

"Yeah." Jin Chen nodded then.

"By the way, didn't you have difficulty raising your condition without a ten-and-a-half-month period? Why is it so fast this time?" Lu Feifan was also puzzled.

He and Jin Shen both grew up in a compound since he was a child. He knew that Jin Shen had this problem since he was a child.

This problem is strange to say, every time when Jin Chen is tired, this problem jumps out and makes trouble, and it disturbs him intolerably.

However, every time he went to the hospital for an examination, he couldn't find any problems. Even when Jin Chen studied abroad, he almost searched for experts in country M, but he couldn't find a cure.