The tragic screams of Korean wind came from the hospital.

The female doctor beside him looked at him with a disinfectant cotton in her hand, frowning.

I have never seen a man so pretentious.

"Have you finished calling?" the doctor asked calmly.

"It hurts!" Han Feng said.

"I haven't started yet!"

"Uh..." Han Feng was stunned for a moment and looked at the doctor's hand. He was indeed a bit far away from him.

"Uh, I, I hurt..." Han Feng murmured in a low voice. It was a bit embarrassing to throw it away, but he was really afraid!

At this moment, He Siyao walked in.

The doctor glanced at Han Feng with disgust and went up to start applying medicine to him.

Han Feng was about to scream, but He Siyao went up and covered his mouth.

"Mmmmm!"

He Siyao looked at the doctor, "You continue!"

The doctor didn't say anything and continued to disinfect him and bandage him.

In a few minutes, the bandage was completed.

Han Feng sat there, feeling wronged like a baby.

How could he be treated like this!

The doctor selectively ignored it, looked at the computer and asked, "What hurts?"

"Well……"

"All things like alloys." He Siyao said calmly.

The doctor looked at Han Feng, and Han Feng nodded obediently.

The doctor closed his eyes and tapped on the computer a few times, "The wound is not a big deal. I will inject a tetanus injection later. Come over and change the medicine a few times. Remember not to get water when you go home, just keep your skin dry."

When Han Feng heard this, his eyes widened, "I still need an injection?"

"Are there any questions?" the doctor asked.

Han Feng was about to speak, but He Siyao spoke, "No problem!"

"Come out and turn left, the injection room is there!"

Han Feng wanted to say something, He Siyao took him out directly.

In the corridor.

Han Feng looked pitiful and aggrieved, "Boss, can't you be gentle to me?"

"Gentle?" He Siyao raised his eyebrows.

Han Feng knew that this requirement was too high.

Then he immediately said, "It's okay to be gentle, boss, let's just let that needle... I'm not a big deal, there's no need to waste resources."

"There is no need for you to be so miserable just now?"

Han Feng, “…I…”

He Siyao was too lazy to pay attention to him and walked straight ahead.

Injection room door.

Seeing the child inside crying and crying bitterly, Han Feng couldn't help swallowing as he looked at it.

He is most afraid of needles.

Seeing the slender needle piercing into the flesh, I wanted to faint directly.

"Next!" At this time, the injector inside suddenly shouted.

Han Feng was shocked and it was up to him.

But his legs were like lead-filled and could not move forward.

Especially when Han Feng was even more afraid of watching a child crying from inside.

Turning his head, looking at He Siyao. Just as he was about to say something, He Siyao shook him.

Han Feng then had to accept his fate and move into it.

Seeing that he walked to the door, Han Feng suddenly spoke, "I, I'll go to the bathroom!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Looking at Han Feng's back, He Siyao pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly.

Han Feng followed him for several years and he knew very well that he was not afraid of anything, but only afraid of injections.

Thinking of this, he pulled the corners of his mouth and walked over.

In the bathroom.

Han Feng wandered around inside.

I felt that the time was almost over, so I came out of it.

After thinking about it, it was most appropriate to slip away, so he poked his head out and was about to look around, but as soon as he looked out, he saw He Siyao standing at the door.

"Where are you going?" He Siyao asked, looking at him and asked with his lips curled.

Han Feng smiled slightly, "No, I didn't want to go anywhere. Isn't this going back to get an injection!"

He Siyao nodded, "Since that's the case, then go!"

Only then did Han Feng walk back reluctantly.

He Siyao followed behind him, until the door of the injection room. Han Feng looked at He Siyao resentfully, and then walked in with a look of looking at death.

Then the nurse shouted inside.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"Hey, wake up!"

"What's going on?"

"I don't know, I haven't given him an injection yet?"

"Isn't it a needle faint, right?"

At this time, He Siyao heard the sound and walked in.

Han Feng had already fallen directly on the chair...

...

pier.

In a hut.

A man of mixed Central Asian race was sitting on a chair. At this time, two people walked in, carrying guns in their hands, and looked very strong.

"How is it?" he asked.

The two shook their heads, "The person should have run away!"

"It actually ran away!" he said quietly, a sneer spilling from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, he looked at the person sitting on the chair beside him, and he was being treated for wounds.

He walked over and pressed the gun directly against his head.

Seeing this, the man immediately spoke in horror, "boss!"

"It's better to give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise, you understand!" The man named Boss looked at him, his voice was not loud, but his three-dimensional facial features showed a vicious spirit.

The man looked at him, swallowed, and immediately spoke, "Boss, they are not Ruijin's people, and they didn't ask about anything related to the goods!"

"Oh? Then what are they doing here?" asked the boss.
Chapter completed!