But Qi Guiqi, still walked in the past, pulled the sleeves of evening Jin's words, "show me."

"It's OK, minor injury." Mu Jin said nothing.

The palm of the evening Jin speech is bloody, Lin Lin didn't see the wound clearly, but also knew that if it was really a small wound, it would stop bleeding soon, and whispered: "stop bleeding."

Anyin heard that she was still bleeding, and her face was even worse. "I'm a doctor."

Evening Jin speech see imperial edict speech also stare at him, silent for a moment, the hand took out from trouser pocket.

An Yin looked at it, and almost burst into tears.

The wound is deep to the bone.

This kind of injury, as soon as you see it, is holding the blade and being cut repeatedly by the blade.

An Yin let go of the hand of evening Jin words, "Lin Lin, help me hold his hand, don't let him move." She said as she ran away.

Qin Jian is not at ease, an Yin a person, followed the past.

The medicine in the hospital needs a doctor's prescription.

When an Yin was still in University, Xiang Shaolong gave lectures, and an Yin was familiar with the hospital. He ran to the doctor's office, grabbed a doctor he knew, wrote a prescription, took the medicine, and then ran back to the door of the operating room.

Mu Jin can't help but worry about Mu Jin's identity.

An Yin carefully for the evening Jin word to deal with the wound, hit anti-inflammatory needle and tetanus needle, just relieved, angry stare at the evening Jin said: "this injury is not handled in time, the hand may be abandoned."

Mu Jin Yan doesn't care about her hand at all. She even thinks that if her hand is abandoned, she can reduce her guilt.

But looking at an Yin mixed with worried angry eyes, after all, he didn't say any light words. Instead, he forced himself to suppress the unspeakable pain in his heart and teased anyin: "my sister is Xiang Shaolong's Apprentice. How can my hands be useless?"

When the air stops, more blame can't be said.

The door opened and the doctor came out.

Everyone gathered around.

An Yin asked, "doctor, how's my mother?"

"The wound is not too deep, but emotional, so that the amount of bleeding, but sent in time, there is no danger of life."

All of them were relieved. The imperial edict lasted for so long. After listening to the doctor's words, the man's legs were so soft that they could not stand. Qin Jian and an Yin quickly supported each other.

Mu Jin closed her eyes and took a long breath.

The doctor went on: "however, next, we must pay attention to the patient's mood, can't let stimulate her any more."

"Well, doctor, thank you." Anyin quickly agreed.

Rong Zhen is pushed out of the operating room. An Yin and Zhao Yan greet each other. Instead, Mu Jin Yan slowly backs away and stands where Rong Zhen can't see him even if he is sober.

Lin Lin noticed the action of Mu Jin's words and felt a pang of pain in her heart.

What he's going through, that's what he's going through.

Rong Zhen now anesthesia has not passed, people are confused.

Open your eyes, look at the figure in front of you, but subconsciously look for the evening Jin words, can't see the evening Jin words, close your eyes disappointed.

Lin Lin felt Rong Zhen in the evening Jin words, looked up to avoid in the side of the evening Jin words.

Evening Jin Yan saw off Rong Zhen was pushed away by the support of the public, just want to take back the sight, but see Lin Lin Lin stay in place to look at her.

Lin Lin hesitated for a moment, walked over, stood in front of the evening Jin speech, looked up at him, "Auntie was looking for you just now."

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