Chapter 292： If you don’t write, I will write for you (2/2)

Then the emergency department of Beishan People's Hospital completely became Qin Luo's stage.

Holding the needle and thread in his hand, he wandered between the wounded. Every time a doctor tried to sew up, he would hear Qin Luo's cry: ”Let him down and let me come!”

For a while, the ward was filled with strong malice.

Debridement and suturing, Qin Luo is like a tireless suturing machine, a patient will be sutured in almost 2 minutes.

One, two, five, ten...

In the blink of an eye, a patient was already sutured.

This scene directly stunned everyone.

Soon, Qin Luo's treatment was coming to an end, and there was no more patient suitable for him to sew up, a doctor from Beishan.

However, Qin Luo did not have too many regrets.

The remaining patients who need surgery are no longer within the scope of Qin Luo.

Besides, Qin Luo has been handsome for many years, and has not much interest in playing handsome.

The remaining opportunities, he generously gave to others.

”Doctor Qin, thank you, you are so handsome.” On the hospital bed, a girl who was about the same age as Qin Luo and looked beautifully stared at Qin Luo with big bright eyes.

”Little sister, you are very honest.” Qin Luoshuai raised his face and smiled with squinted eyes: ”I have been handsome for many years.”

”...”

Everyone's legs softened and fell to the ground.

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Taking off the doctor's coat, Qin Luo stood behind the hospital door with his ears twisted.

Behind him, a group of nurses and sisters were whispering. From the corner of their beating eyes, Qin Luo could be sure that they must be smiling happily.

It's over, it's over, the glorious image that I finally built is gone.