Xiao Hong started to speak, but she felt very unhappy.
"You all treat me like a child, I will be eighteen soon!" Xiao Hong complained with resentment.
"If I really need you, I will let you out." Sister Hua said calmly.
Seeing Sister Hua say this, Xiaohong felt relieved. At first, when she heard Li Si making arrangements, she was really worried that Sister Hua was protecting her and preventing her from going deep into the tiger's den.
She was telling the truth. At this moment, she was as worried about Xu San as she was about Sister Hua.
but....
She also understood Sister Hua's thoughts and knew whether she could make this move or not.
There was a moment of calm in the room.
The two sisters looked at each other without saying anything.
After a long time, Xiaohong recovered her slightly naughty smile.
"Haha, sister, don't worry. If you really need me, my brother-in-law and I will just pretend. We won't make the fake come true, and we won't do anything sorry to you. Besides, brother-in-law, don't worry, he's just worried. What a real gentleman!"
Sister Hua smiled, admitting what Xiaohong said.
After some emergency rescue, Xu San's life was finally saved.
However, he was still awake until he hit three poles the next day.
It was rare for him, who had always been out of touch, to lie so quietly on the hospital bed.
His face was pale and there was no trace of blood. This was Xu San's current state.
But at this moment, his face was particularly peaceful, like a sleeping child, without any trace of pain.
The ward was quiet, with only Hua Zejin looking at the report sheet with a sad expression. Now the poison in Xu San's body has been detoxified, and all the test indicators this time are normal, but he shows no signs of waking up, even after taking medicine. This unusual symptom made her unable to calm down for a long time.
anxiety!
Still anxious!
This is her current state!
Hua Zejin's state of anxiety today is completely different from usual.
She usually treats patients like objects, without any emotion in them.
If there is any special concern, it is only about the data obtained from patients.
As for the rest, she didn't even bother to do superficial things.
Whether the patient is good or not has nothing to do with her!
And in some ways, some patients are her guinea pigs.
Today, she looked at the abnormal report card, but she couldn't arouse any interest.
She doesn't want any changes or accidents!
She hoped that Xu San could open his eyes smoothly, and as usual, he would tease her and take advantage of her.
Then she responded casually with that humble attitude, and then she could see the fleeting embarrassed expression on Xu San's face.
He took out a pencil from his jacket pocket, clicked on the report sheet, and thought about a new treatment plan.
I just wrote one, but erased it again, and kept saying, "The side effects of this medicine will damage the kidneys, so now is not the time to use it..."
He stopped writing and looked at Xu San's face again. He was still so pale, without much blood.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk~" A gentle knock on the door interrupted her thoughts and made her look back. It turned out to be a soldier from the Communications Department.
….
Seeing Hua Ze nodding, the signal soldier walked gently to her side, saluted with a military salute, and then said softly: "Report to Second Lieutenant Hua Ze that you have a guest."
Hua Ze frowned and asked, "Who!"
"It's a woman with a special pass. She said her name is confidential, but she said you know her." The signal soldier returned.
The name of the woman holding the special pass is kept secret!
Hua Ze sneered and thought, "I was just going to find you, but I didn't expect you to come to the door so quickly."
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"Where is she?" Hua Ze asked.
"In the reception room!"
Hua Ze raised his hand and looked at his watch. Please arrange for someone to entertain you first. I will be there in about forty minutes.
"Yes!" The signal soldier saluted with a military salute and then left.
After the communications soldier left, Hua Zejin returned to his original seat again.
She put the report sheet aside, and then carefully watched the liquid in the transparent glass bottle disappear little by little. Only when it bottomed out did she walk over and close the valve of the infusion tube with her own hands.
After pulling out the needle and putting away the infusion equipment, she turned around and went out.
In the reception room, Fan Ji lazily leaned on the sofa, looking at the cold coffee in front of her in a daze.
Something happened to Xu San!
This made her a little unbelievable.
It was obviously fine during the day, so why was he suddenly attacked?
And he was attacked by ninjas!
With a flip of the hand, a shuriken appeared in her hand, and then the shuriken kept rolling and flipping in the gaps between her fingers, like a silver caterpillar crawling between her fingers.
Suddenly, Fan Ji's expression changed and she threw the shuriken casually.
"Atsushi!"
With a dull sound, the shuriken was instantly inserted into the door frame.
Hua Zejin, who had just entered the door, was startled by the sudden shuriken, then stopped at the door, looked at Fan Ji with an unkind expression, and said in a weird tone, "What? Seeing that one of his men missed it?" , Master Fan Ji, do you want to do it yourself?"
Fan Ji did not answer, but took out another shuriken and continued to flip it in her hand, and then tossed it casually.
"Atsushi!"
There was another muffled sound, and the shuriken fell on the door frame as before, and was inserted into the door frame side by side with the one she threw just now.
Neat and neat, very beautiful!
After throwing the shuriken, Fan Ji looked at Hua Zejin and said, "Lieutenant Hua Zejin misunderstood! The people who attacked you this time are not my subordinates! You can take a look, these two shurikens are very different! "
Hua Zejin raised his eyebrows, reached out and pulled out the two shurikens, put them in his hands to cushion them, and then held them in front of his eyes to look at them carefully for a while.
"Do you see the problem?" Fan Ji asked.
Hua Zejin frowned, with a trace of doubt on her face. She raised one and said, "It seems that the quality of this shuriken is better." Then, she paused and continued: "This one is heavier. Hand, and it seems to be much better made than this one." As she said that, she picked up another shuriken.
Fan Ji pulled out a shuriken and continued rolling it in her hand, "Things like shuriken are consumables for us ninjas!"
"Consumables? What do you mean?"
"It's like..." she said, throwing the hand out of her hand again, "just like a soldier's bullet! Of course, the cost of making shurikens is much higher than the bullets!"
"What does that mean?" Hua Zejin pulled out the shuriken from the door frame again, walked up to Fan Ji, and threw the three shurikens on the table, "What I need now is a reasonable explanation!"
Fan Ji picked up the high-quality shuriken and said, "The quality of this shuriken is very good, and samurai swords made of this kind of material are top-grade! Using this kind of metal to make shurikens can be said to be a waste of resources!" "
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