Chapter 349 Hello, Doctor Ji (1)

   A strong smell of disinfectant lingers on the tip of the nose.

   Shiyou opened his eyes and found himself sitting on a seat in the hospital corridor, clutching his phone, staring at the white wall opposite in a daze.

   His throat was dry, his head was as heavy as lead, and his body was very hot. This body should have a fever.

  Besides that, his body seemed to have been beaten violently, and his whole body was in pain.

   Shiyou lowered her eyes and glanced at the bruised scars on her skin, her eyes cold.

  Don't let me know who hit it!

   "Su Shiyou, Su Shiyou!"

   "Su Shiyou, is Su Shiyou on the 25th? It's time for your infusion."

  The nurse pushed the cart and shouted in the aisle.

   "It's me, I'm here, sorry..."

   Shiyou regained his senses and found that he was calling himself.

   "Little sister, which hand are you hanging on?"

   The intern nurse unpacked the hanging needles a little jerkily and licked her lips nervously.

"It will be all right."

  The nurse patted the back of Shiyou's right hand and put a rubber tube on her wrist. The blue veins did not bulge as she imagined. The nurse frowned and stared at Shiyou's less obvious meridians.

  Practice nurse: QAQ is a little nervous!

  Can't find blood vessels!

   Shiyou put her head aside, not watching her needle.

   Soon, the back of the hand tingles.

   The first needle failed to find blood vessels.

   "I'm sorry, little sister, your blood vessels are thin..." The nurse was about to cry.

   Shiyou comforted: "It's okay."

  My arms are thin and thin, and the blood vessels cannot be seen clearly.

   Even for skilled nurses, needle insertion can fail.

  The nurse pulled out the needle a little, and then inserted the needle at a different angle, but still no blood returned.

   She took a deep breath and pulled the needle out.

   "Be patient." While speaking, the nurse injected the needle again, but still no blood returned.

   Shiyou frowned, and was about to say it was all right, when someone suddenly pulled his wrist away.

   "Come on, hang up your left hand."

   "Doctor Ji..." The nurse was a little surprised to see the man.

   The man's voice was deep and deep, like a magnet attracting Shi You, she raised her eyes and looked at him involuntarily.

The    blue medical mask covered most of his face, and the only thing that was exposed was a pair of eyes with gold-rimmed glasses.

   I don’t know what the spectacle lenses are made of, and they don’t even fog up while wearing a mask.

   Shiyou thought aimlessly.

   The man seemed to sense that Shiyu was watching him and raised his head.

   Shiyou's gaze suddenly slammed into his dark and deep eyes.

   "It will be soon."

  The man moved very neatly. When he removed the rubber tube in his right hand, he tied it to his left hand. After inserting the needle, he glued the cloth to adjust the dripping speed.

   Ji Yun couldn't take his eyes off the first sight of the girl.

   The little girl is very beautiful, but she is a little too thin, and the wide T-shirt looks a little ill-fitting on her.

   She was very white, but at this moment it was abnormally white, her face and arms were bloodless.

   The corners of the lips were torn, and the faint red lips were also stained with blood.

   Ji Yun could see clearly that there were still many thin wounds on her arm, mixed with cyan bruises, all intertwined, shocking.

  Somehow, he took the initiative to come over to help her infusion.

   "Doctor, do you have anything else to do?"

   Shiyou saw that the male doctor was still standing still after helping her tie her hands, so she raised her head and asked a question.

   "It's best to treat your trauma to avoid wound infection."

   Ji Yun's expression was light, and his voice was slightly hoarse and magnetic.

   (end of this chapter)