Chapter 390 A Collection of Hundred Poisons [08] Piggybacking Healed Your Right Hand
Song Yiyuan was very hurt.
But what he didn't expect was that more injuries would follow.
Not long after Mo Qing and Jiang Ke stayed, Ji Yunxi and Gu Wanwan arrived, carrying a bunch of food in their hands, including barbecue, roast duck, lamb chops and other foods.
They were all things Song Yiyuan couldn't eat.
Song Yiyuan lay weakly on the bed, enduring the pain and torture with a pale face, and at the same time smelling the seductive fragrance, it was simply unbearable.
"Have you ever considered my feelings?" Song Yiyuan covered his chest and accused them in disbelief.
Mo Qing: "No."
The others were busy eating and didn't pay attention to him at all.
Song Yiyuan is so pitiful.
He turned his head and looked at Hoss who was sitting aside peeling apples: "You just watch them irritate me like this?"
"..."
Hoss raised his eyelids and glanced at him.
Then, lower your head and peel off the last bit of apple peel.
Song Yiyuan thought to himself, "He doesn't want to eat it."
Hoss ended up taking a bite of the apple himself.
Song Yiyuan's eyes widened: "Didn't you peel it for me?"
Hoss was startled when he heard the sound: "You want to eat?"
Song Yiyuan: "..."
Is there no one who can come to save him?
After a while, Huos reminded him: "Mo Qing is angry with you."
"Are you angry that I didn't die?"
Song Yiyuan replied angrily.
There was no strength in his voice, but he could still hear some frustration.
Hoss said without changing his expression: "I'm angry that you are from the 101 department, but you followed the medical department without saying a word and almost lost your life."
Song Yiyuan was startled.
"Just bear with it."
After Hoss finished speaking, he took another bite of the apple.
Song Yiyuan turned his head again, looked at Mo Qing who was sitting around with the others, and pursed his lower lip very lightly.
After a long while, he whispered: "During this period, Mo Qing got along well with them."
"Well, I also made new friends."
The new friend, of course, refers to Ji Yunxi.
Hoss thought for a while and then said: "Not only did I pass the professional qualification examination, I also won the first place in the sailing competition."
"...You look like an old father showing off his daughter now." Song Yiyuan's lips twitched slightly.
Hoss glanced at him coolly.
Hoss continued: "She even saved your life."
"..."
Song Yiyuan was completely speechless.
What can he do in the face of his savior?
Just suffer in silence.
"Speaking of which, I always forgot to ask..." Song Yiyuan raised his bandaged right hand, "Why did you also have surgery?"
His five fingers were tied into rice dumplings.
It was fine before the anesthesia passed, but now the pain has revived, and the pain is throbbing all the time.
The last time he was injured, he couldn’t hold a scalpel.
But this time——
He suspected that he no longer had the ability to hold a pen.
Otherwise, how could it be so painful?
"Isn't he injured?" Hoss was a little confused.
"Why don't I remember?" Song Yiyuan suddenly imagined a big drama in his mind, "Who wanted to use my hand while I was sick?"
"...Only people from the rescue team and the first medical team have touched you, but who would touch the hands of a former surgeon who can only hold chalk? Besides, you were almost dead at the time, so it would be more cost-effective to just stab you."
Hoss's reasonable analysis.
Song Yiyuan endured the throbbing pain and said casually to divert his attention: "What if he is my competitor in the education world?"
"People must have an awareness of their own abilities."
Huo Si felt that Song Yiyuan was living increasingly unconsciously.
Song Yiyuan was furious: "I've been disfigured, and you still say that to me?"
Hoss glanced at Song Yiyuan's semi-disfigured face.
Then, a fair comment: "It's really ugly."
"..."
Song Yiyuan was so angry that he just wanted to stand up.
He didn't want to see Hoss at all.
He walked around the gate of hell, and when he woke up, he was completely disfigured. He had no memory of the injury on his right hand...
But these people not only showed no concern for him, but also attacked him again and again!
oh.
They also ate so much delicious food in front of him!
These people are simply devils!
"When do you plan to leave the hospital?"
Mo Qing came over with two skewers.
Song Yiyuan stared eagerly at the kebabs in her hands.
"Want to eat?"
Noticing his look, Mo Qing shook the skewers in his hand.
The fragrance occupied Song Yiyuan's sense of smell.
Song Yiyuan nodded crazily with his eyes.
However, Mo Qing, the devilish leader, passed the skewers in front of him and then opened his mouth and took a bite.
Song Yiyuan: "..."
"He's just a patient." Hoss said from the sidelines.
Song Yiyuan was flattered and thought that he was indeed a good friend and would still help him at the critical moment.
Unexpectedly, Hoss added coolly: "It's not like he's disabled. Stay away to prevent him from going crazy and attacking you."
Song Yiyuan:?Your uncle!Who is crazy?!
"Just his claws?"
Mo Qing glanced at his tightly wrapped right hand.
Song Yiyuan realized something and quickly asked: "You took care of my right hand, right?"
"Um."
Mo Qing nodded.
"Then do you know what kind of injury it suffered? I can't remember." Song Yiyuan looked puzzled.
He remembered that there were many injuries on his body.
However, I really have no memory of the injury to my right hand.
Seeing Song Yiyuan's confused face, Mo Qing did not answer in time.
It wasn't until she finished two skewers that she said slowly: "Your right hand is not injured."
Song Yiyuan: "Huh?"
Hoss:?
The two of them raised their eyes to stare at her in unison.
"so?"
Song Yiyuan raised his right hand wrapped into a rice dumpling.
"Isn't the nerve in your right hand damaged? I'll take care of it for you." Mo Qing said, "After the injury is healed this time, you can use the scalpel again."
