I was busy in the small operating room, pulling out the sheets and covering Sima Yang with quilts. I was as busy as a spinning top. I was so worried about Sima Yang's wounds that I was so careless that I didn't have time to be careful.
Observing the appearance of the operating table, I just vaguely felt that the white operating table looked unusually familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere before...
Sima Qing washed her hands, took the fried Ma Fei Powder from the hands of the person who ran in from the door, pinched Sima Yang's nose, and poured all the bowl of black liquid into Sima Yang's stomach!
Not long after, the groggy Sima Yang closed his eyes, tilted his head, and passed out!
Hu Xiang and I didn't dare to watch the bloody scene of the operation. After getting everything ready, we left the operating table and waited outside the white curtain.
Maybe it was because I was highly stressed and suddenly relaxed, or maybe it was because I was tired for a day and my body reached its limit. I leaned on Hu Xiang's shoulder, and my breathing became shallower and shallower. After a while, I fell into a deep sleep.
It’s on...[
In the dream, the process of meeting Sima Yang from acquaintance to present appeared one by one like a marquee.
Together with Sima Yang, I went to the store to buy clothes and was treated as a COSPLAY member...
Together with Sima Yang, sit on an indoor roller coaster and travel into space...
Together with Sima Yang, he was thrown out by the panda breeder...