Chapter 78 (1/2)

Shijin turns around and leans against the desk behind her. Her eyes are like washing water. She looks at her: ”your clothes, do you need my help?”

Jiang Jiusheng couldn't help but say, ”how can I help you?”

”Surgical sutures are my strength,” he said in a serious tone

It's very modest. The textbook of Yale University still remembers the sewing method pioneered by Shi Jin. Xu Qingbo leaned by the door and shook the portable medicine box in his hand: ”if there is no needle or thread, do you want the surgical suture needle?”

When Jin looked at Jiang Jiusheng's skirt, ”it's OK.”

So this is going to have an operation on her skirt?

Jiang Jiusheng was a little stunned.

Shijin takes over the medicine box and says to Xu Qingbo, ”can you go out?”

Get rid of the mill and kill the donkey!

Xu Qingbo slams the door.

Jiang Jiusheng chuckled and felt that Dr. Xu was really an interesting person.

Shijin carried the medicine box and put a chair in front of her. She looked at him quietly, with a look that she was willing to follow him.

When Jin raised her hand and just landed at her neck, the movement stopped again.

He said, ”I'm offended.”

Jiang Jiusheng shook his head.

He just took off her coat. The gauze skirt under the woolen coat was scratched at the waist.

She stood, he sat, eyes on her waist, a thin white waist, slightly upward, there is a tattoo, is a flower, black, very weird.

He stared at the tattoo.

”It's the scar left by the operation,” Jiang Jiusheng explained After a pause, he added, ”tattoos were probably young and frivolous.”

Why say roughly?

Because I can't remember. I lost my memory after the accident when I was 16 years old. I got more scars and tattoos that no one knows the meaning.

When Jin nodded, slightly bent over, slender fingers fell on her scratched skirt, low said: ”is a tea.”

He lowered his head.

Jiang Jiusheng stood and looked down. His hair was very black, some soft, short, casual and common. It was just right with his clear outline.

Beauty's appearance, even if not for the first time, has been able to amaze the eyes.

His eyes were too unrestrained. Jiang Jiusheng took them away, turned his eyes in a quiet way, and tried to have a peaceful tone: ”when did the doctor know that?”

When she teases him, she likes to call him a doctor.

When Jin suddenly looked up: ”the beauty of the end.” He said, looking into her eyes, ”its flower words are the beauty of the end.”

Jiang Jiusheng was surprised: ”when doctors understand flowers?”

In her impression, Shijin is more academic. Flowers, which are elegant but vain, are suitable for literati. Shijin is also more suitable for scalpels, which are cold and sharp. They are redemption, but they are lethal.

When Jin shook her head: ”I don't know much, but I just know this kind.”

Oh, he likes to be a fan, well, she remembers.

They are really predestined. They are created by nature. Jiang Jiusheng thinks so, and the corners of his mouth can't hold the rising radian.

When Jin saw the scraped part of her waist, she put the medicine box on her leg, opened the box, and found a kind of slightly sharp surgical needle. The suture was also the surgical line, and there was a sharp surgical scissors.

Probably every surgeon has such a set of tools at home, Jiang Jiusheng thought.

After handling the needle and thread, Jin looked up and informed her appropriately and politely, ”I try not to touch you.”

Jiang Jiusheng wants to say that it doesn't matter if she meets him. She is willing to touch him. Zhang opened his mouth, still unable to say such a wild word, and nodded.