Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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In the first place, he expressed his firm opposition. The first was that he did not have much confidence in the stitching technique. Second, he could not bear to see his clean and weak sister. Bloody inside the chest and abdomen, not to mention the need to touch it when you stay...

"Hey, you go out too." Fan said with some dry voice: "Take your sister out."

The nephew did not speak, just shook his head gently. If you insist, "My hand is the most stable."

I heard Miss Fan Jia speak with confidence, and everyone including the three leaders was surprised.

Fan took a look at her and looked at the girl’s self-confidence in her plain voice. Her heart was moving, she didn’t know what he thought, and the pale face showed a faint smile: “It’s going to be very late. Disgusting, and you are my loved one. As a matter of fact, I should not choose you... but since you insist, you will stay."

After a long line of words, his spirit was somewhat swayed, waiting for him to speak, and the nephew next to him had already shook his head and still did not speak.

There was a silence between the scenes, and the candle was shining on Fan’s cheeks. Some of them were light and dark. He smiled and said: “What are you waiting for? What a minor operation.”

The few boxes that were taken from three places were indeed made according to Fan’s suggestion, but the real original creator was Fei Jie, and where did Fei Jie learn this set? In addition to fan leisure, no one should know, but at this time, he has to be the medical director of his surgery. As he had some intermittent words, everyone who stayed in the Guangxin Palace began to move busy.

The palace is so luxurious, the candlestick is enough, and I think of some methods. Let the candlelight be concentrated on the flat bed, illuminating the chest and abdomen outside the sheets.

The eunuchs are eager to boil water, cook the equipment, and let the people in the palace clean their hands, and if they are sideways, carefully and conscientiously listen to the brother’s precautions and practices, the three leaders are no doubt, One of the best anesthesiologists, the little eunuchs, became the nurses of the hands and feet.

And those who watched everyone busy. But I don’t know what everyone is doing, and the stunned doctors seem to have become the third-year medical students in the world.

"It is not a gynecological examination anyway." Fan Xian thought so. It also eliminates the idea of ​​driving these doctors out of the door. As for what disinfection and disinfection - it is free, and there is no such condition in the palace.

A metal piercing of the nails slammed and echoed in the quiet palace of the Guangxin Palace. Fan Ruoru nodded nervously. Signal your brother to be ready.

Lin Yuer looked back and looked at Xiaoguzi with a look, and took Zhang Xuebai's soft cotton towel to wipe the sweat of Fan's forehead.

Fan leisure laughed hard: "Madam, you should wipe the sweat on the doctor's forehead."

The three heads were prepared to feed the medicine quite unreasonably. Unexpectedly, I sniffed the smell. Tightly closed his lips and said no to eat, said: "The horse money is too embarrassing, will faint."

The three leaders asked with a deep sigh: "What do you do if you don't faint? What if you have a painful bomb?"

Although Fan Xian does not have the courage to cure the bones, but at this time only he is best at this doorway, of course, can not allow himself to coma, hand over his life to his sister, this little girl, said hard: "With Gorofang, less ""

The three leaders only thought that they had forgotten the drug, saying that the drug was recommended to Fan Xian in his spring. Only afterwards, Fan Xianbei used it up and down, and the three supervisory offices themselves rarely used it. He went back to the corner and looked for a moment, found a small brown bottle, and walked back with joy, and stretched the bottle under the nose.

A slightly sweet taste suddenly infiltrated into the nose of Fan Xian, and after a while the drug began to attack.

Although the line of sight is not blurred, but the scene of Fan’s eyes is beginning to be a bit weird. It seems that he can see two paintings at the same time. One picture is that the sister is looking at himself with a sharp pliers. One picture is... many... many years ago, in a magical place called a hospital, a pretty familiar little nurse was talking to herself.

His heart is much more determined than the average world. He immediately knows that he has begun to have a short-lived illusion. The real picture and the fantasy picture begin to interweave together, and there is not much time left for himself.

"Begin, faster." He narrowed his eyes. "If you can't support it, the brother will take over."

His courage is very large, and he seems to be using his own life to maintain his self-confidence. It is only under the influence of Gorofang that his thoughts are always easy to drift away from the operating room of this palace, forgetting that the patient who is undergoing surgery is himself.

Fan Xian once used Coulomb to deal with Sean, dealt with the words of the ice cloud, and dealt with the two emperors, and finally finally retribution.

Turning to look at the white cheeks, the eyes that looked so beautiful after the slight swelling, and looked at the sister who was very busy at his chest, he suddenly smiled silly, thinking that if the wife and sister are in the future I wear a pink-pink nurse's suit at home, but I can only see two eyes... but what a wonderful scene?

People will be fascinated, and their nature will gradually become apparent.

People outside the Guangxin Palace are still waiting anxiously. They all know that Fan Xian has already woken up, and he has toughly follow his own arrangements to heal his serious injuries. People in Qingguo have long been accustomed to the surprises brought by Fan Xian, such as the poems of the three thousand, such as the opera, such as the spring 闱, such as a spring, such as a tender tofu ... but everyone thinks that he himself is seriously injured, but wants I am governing myself, I don’t know if I can pull myself back from life and death.

Under the squatting rest in the royal study room, it seems that the young courtier is actually sitting in front of the Guangxin Palace. He looked at the quiet front of the temple, listening to the faint words in the hall and the sound of some metal collisions, could not help but frown, remembered many years ago. On top of the difficult battlefield in the north, I seem to have seen similar scenes.

"How's it going?"

Jing Wangye bowed down to the ceremony and worried: "The doctors can't help, the three guys... Detox should be fine. But the knife hurts... it's too deep."

The emperor smiled and said: "There are not too many problems with the treasures she left behind."

Jing Wang sighed, silently did not answer, stood behind the armpits, a sigh of anger and sorrow in the low eyes, turned into a well.

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I don't know how long it took, the door of the Guangxin Palace was finally pushed open, and Yi Gui couldn't care for his master's identity. He took the probe of the three emperors and looked over there. Anxiously asked: "How is it?"

Answering her is a very rude vomiting sound - wow!

It came out of a small **** who was previously responsible for handing the equipment in the temple. At this time, the first out of the palace, of course, became the focus of everyone's attention, but listening to the question of Yi Guifei, he actually could not answer anything, his face pale. It seems to have been stimulated, and the colonnade kept vomiting.

Yao Gonggong said: "You are a little rabbit, spit..."

Not finished yet. Another young doctor who was pale and walked out of the palace door, and was vomiting with the little eunuch.

In today's world, this is a peace, and the small **** grew up in the palace since childhood. The rods have been blamed, but they have not seen the gloomy scenes in the temple. What are the red and white places? Is it the terrible **** meat mass in the belly? Miss Fan Jia is really amazing, but I can still touch it by hand!

The young doctor, who has been a doctor for many years, is only looking for a word. The most disgusting thing is to look at the tongue and the flowering willow under the Donggong Temple. Today, the first time I saw someone in the night... I used a needle to sew the skin and cut the meat with scissors... that is the human flesh!

After a while, the medical doctors of the medical school tonight quit silently to the Guangxin Palace, but the faces of everyone are not good-looking. Although most people can still maintain a calm surface, they are deeply affected. Not a small shock.

When the emperor looked at their faces, they knew that Fan Xian should be undisturbed, but still asked: "How?"

The doctor who was slap in the face of Jing Wang was able to sneak a sneak peek at the past. At this time, listening to his majesty and asking questions, he looked like a pair of blue and red clips. He was shocked and said: "Your Majesty... Its skills."

When Jing Wang listened to this tone, he couldn’t help but scream: "Ask you Fanfan...not letting you sigh here."

The doctor is standing up straight, still sighing, and the beard is shaking: "Your Majesty, Wang Ye, the next minister has been in medicine for decades, but he has heard this magical knife. But today it is really I saw it... Please rest assured that Xiao Fan’s guilt has been closed, and there is no serious problem. It’s just too much blood loss, and I can’t be awake for a while.”

He did not dare to say that after the end of the operation, Xiao Fan’s man finally did not survive the drug power of Luo Luofang. He began to lie on the “operation table” and talked about gibberish. The ridiculous thing about the aristocratic family was ridiculous. This matter is categorically unwilling to know what you know at this time. Fortunately, at that time, on the operating table, except for the number one student who watched the students, the only two women who are closest to Xiao Fan’s adults should be left alone. .

The people who stayed outside the Guangxin Palace at this time were all those who really hoped that Fan Yu could survive. He heard the assurance that the doctors were throwing their voices, and he sighed with relief.

The big prince was exposed to a liberated smile and bowed down to the shack. He would no longer wait outside the Guangxin Palace and go straight back to the palace. He didn't want everyone to think that he was showing off to Fan, and he didn't want people to think that he was trying to figure out the sacredness. He just wanted to die freely. At this time, he listened to the safety of the other party and walked to the ground.

The emperor waved his hand and signaled that Yi Guizhen led the three imperial sons who had been trapped and went back to the palace. They then stepped forward to go to the Guangxin Palace, and Jing Wangye naturally followed him.

Unexpectedly, the doctor was stopped in front of the two nobles, and said with a smile: "Before Fan Fan said before coma, it is best not to let anyone in, lest..." He frowned for a long time and finally remembered the fresh word:... Self-infected? ”

Fan Xian’s account of this sentence actually wants to be quiet. The emperor and Jing Wang stunned and allowed this discussion. Unexpectedly, they looked at the doctor’s enthusiasm and said: "Your Majesty. Chen believes that Xiaofan’s medical skills are good, he should be admitted to the hospital... one can be in the palace. Everyone can cure the disease, and the second can also teach the students. To benefit the people of the Qing Dynasty, it is the so-called Ze Yan thousand..."

This is really a good request, but there is no selfishness, but at this time the situation is tense, and the sire finally can't help but get angry before Jing Wang, and screamed: "People haven't woken yet, what are you robbing! Fan How can you be idle, how can you be trapped in these matters!"

Jing Wang was not angry, and smiled and said: "When a doctor is better than a patient."

The bureaucrats of the three places finally retired at this time, and bowed down to the courtesy. After a few exhortations from his majesty, he left the palace with some energy. At this time, in the Guangxin Palace, in addition to the eunuchs who served the eunuchs. There are only Fan leisure and nephew, if three people.

Lin Yier looked at Fan Xian with a distressed look, and looked at her pale face with a distressed look. She gently wiped the sweat on her forehead. This is what Fan has said before. Fan Ruoruo has been stable until now, and finally began to tremble. Knowing that I was finally under the command of my brother, I had done a very great thing, my brother’s life should be saved. Her heart was a loose no-brainer, her legs were soft and almost fell to the ground.

Lin Biaoer helped her, some laughed and laughed spontaneously, still did not speak, the meaning of this smile is very obvious, the chicken leg girl thinks ... people around can more or less help Fan leisure, and only himself, seems to be forever Can only stand by. Can't play any role.

"Xunzi." Fan Ruoruo finally discovered the abnormal silence of Lin Biaoer, and asked: "Is it okay?"

Lin Biaoer was stared by Xiaoguzi for a long time. There was no way, and she immediately said with a smile: "Nothing."

It’s okay to say that these two words are ambiguous. When Fan Ruo’s sake is clear, he finds that the lips of the scorpion are actually hidden in blood, and they are not allowed to jump, so they are ready to call the doctor.

Lin Xiaoer quickly glared at her mouth, for fear of awakening the intoxication in the Luo Luofang, some of the articulated explanation: "Wood... things, just Kay biting his tongue."

Fan Ruoruo gave a slight glimpse and immediately understood what was going on. The heart couldn’t help but warm up. He added a touch of respect to the younger scorpion. When he gave medicine to Fan Fei, he was anxious and only chewed the pills. Dissipate, but bite his **** hurry, but the heart is in danger of public security, but it has been tolerated.

The white pheasant in the Guangxin Palace has long been removed. At this time, the moon is wearing a late cloud, and a piece of Qinghui is sprinkled on the earth. It is similar to the white plaque in this palace. The people outside the palace gradually dispersed, leaving only enough guards and eunuchs to pass the letters. The palace eunuchs in the palace kept their heads on the chairs and kept squatting, always preparing for the changes of the injuries of Xiao Fan’s adults. The palace lady quietly removed the excess palace candle.

The aunts and two quietly sat in the chair, looking at Fan Xi, who was sleeping peacefully in the dim candlelight, and his face showed a smile of relief.

Beyond the layers of the Imperial Palace wall, a five-bamboo of coarse cloth clothes, looking in a certain direction in the palace indifferently, confirmed the safety of someone, and quietly broke into the grove of the night.

After a few days, it was still in the palace, and it was quiet in the past. Today is the depth of the plum blossoms. The most famous patient in Kyoto today is lying on the soft couch and feeling deeply.

"When can I go home?"

Fan is covered with a thin quilt, lying on the soft couch, watching Mei Yuanli come out in advance to honor his little little chumei, and his face is somewhat annoyed.

The materials in the palace are naturally very rich, and all kinds of precious herbs are rectified through the care of the hospital. They keep pouring into his stomach. It is very difficult to think about not replying. The eunuchs in the palace are serving the people. Nature is also much stronger than Fan. Even the scenery of this plum circle is much stronger than the Fan family's back circle. Plus the wife and sister have special features, they can stay with them every day - this little autumn sun is basking, the small cotton is covered, the little beauty is accompanying It seems that it is no different from living at home - except that there is no swing.

But he still wants to go back to Fan House because he always feels that he is his real home in Kyoto.

After experiencing the first operation of the Qingguo Palace, taking advantage of the body foundation that he has worked hard for nearly 20 years, his recovery is extremely fast, his chest and abdomen still have not healed, but he can finally lie down and look at the scenery. It is. It’s just that the body’s infuriating situation is not the slightest, and his heart is slightly cold and fearful.

If you blow the porridge in the bowl, feed him with a spoon. On the other side, Lin Biaoer reached into his wide robe and carefully adjusted the position of the double-layer cloth with the grain bag. This is the requirement of Fan Xian, using a cloth belt to hold the wound, plus the heavy bag pressed, for The healing of the wound is extremely beneficial.

Fan has some difficulty in swallowing the porridge, complaining: "Drinking porridge every day, the birds are coming out of the mouth... I want to go home... I don’t want to eat the dishes of the moon, drink the pulp of Liu Yanniang. Son is also a lot stronger than this."

Lin Yier said: "I just woke up for two days, but there are a lot more words. Since you are allowed to recover from the palace, you are afraid of gossip.... But what does it mean to fade out the bird? ”

Fan Ruoruo is also puzzled: "What bird?"

Fan leisure looks unchanged, shifting the topic: "I am not afraid of gossip... just a little homesick."

Now that he is in the palace, he can't communicate with the Kainian team. His majesty and decree will not let him worry. If the children and some of them are not out of the palace, it is even more impossible for other eunuchs to say that the assassination of the Hanging Temple has passed. In a few days, he didn't know any relevant information, and he couldn't go to the face to ask the old man about the shadow. It was really uncomfortable and very uneasy.

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