The fierce and loyal dog protects the fierce wife

Chapter 16 I was also nervous for the first time
In the process of pushing the syringe, Ming Chen tried hard to control his hand.

When he thought of the harmful thing in the syringe, and when he thought of that thing being pushed into the body of a normal person bit by bit by himself, his hands trembled uncontrollably.

But he couldn't shake, because he could feel Deng Guanghui's menacing gaze sticking firmly to the back of his hand during the whole process, and he couldn't tolerate any strangeness from him.

When he injected the remaining half of the medicine into Meng Yidi's arm, Deng Guanghui was visibly relieved from the corner of his eye.

At this moment Ming Chen finally decided that there was something wrong with this man!
"Okay." He pulled out the syringe and put the syringe on the tray at hand.

Anesthesia for surgery takes a certain amount of time. Although the anesthetic is mixed with other things, that harmful thing also has the effect of anesthesia and sedation, so it should not affect the anesthesia effect too much.

He had to prepare quickly while the anesthesia took effect.

"Captain Deng, can you go to the bathroom with me?" He said to Deng Guanghui.

He was really worried that Deng Guanghui and Meng Yidi were in the same room, because so far he didn't know what Deng Guanghui's intention was.

Although he was also very embarrassed to get along with Deng Guanghui, he still said so.

"Toilet?" Deng Guanghui obviously hesitated.

"There are no gloves and surgical gowns here, but I have to wash and disinfect my hands anyway. I want to take off my coat after a while, so as not to affect the operation, but I can't take clothes after washing my hands, so please help me. one time."

"That's it, let's go." Deng Guanghui was easy to talk to.

Soon, the two came to the bathroom.

Ming Chen took off the watch on his wrist, put it in his pocket, took off his wet coat, and handed it to Deng Guanghui.

"It's time to work." He said.

Deng Guanghui took it, "What are you talking about?"

Looking at Deng Guanghui's smiling face, Ming Chen didn't feel trustworthy and amiable to the anti-drug captain as before. On the contrary, he felt that every wrinkle on this man's face exuded an evil aura. Beasts of sheep's clothing are ready to swallow them up at any time.

He suddenly got goosebumps on his arms, and then he turned around and buried his head, squeezed a big lump of hand sanitizer, and rubbed his arms quickly, not as if he was washing, but as if he wanted to rub off the skin.

Looking at his posture, Deng Guanghui couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Ming Chen felt that he was too nervous, afraid that he would get suspicious, so he quickly explained with a stiff face: "I have to wash it vigorously, otherwise it will cause infection."

Deng Guanghui nodded, looked at him through the mirror, and asked after a long time, "Are you nervous?"

In an instant, Ming Chen clenched his toes when he heard these words, and his hairs stood on end.

He stared down at the washbasin, so nervous that he couldn't help it.

It's over, did he doubt it?ah?what to do?How would he answer?

But he quickly forced himself to calm down, and then turned on the tap to wash his arms, trying to cover up the trembling breath with the sound of water.

"Well, I've never had such an operation before, and I'm so nervous." As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror.

Such words are half true and false, Ming Chen only wants to dispel his doubts.

Out of the corner of the eye, he glanced at Deng Guanghui standing behind him through the mirror, and his eyes finally stopped looking at himself. Only then did Ming Chen take a deep breath, and the alarm was temporarily lifted.

Afterwards, he and Deng Guanghui returned to the cabin where Meng Yidi was.

"Does it hurt?" Ming Chen tried to press Meng Yidi's arm and asked.

In fact, there was still some pain, but thinking that there was another policeman waiting to retrieve the bomb, and there would be no delay, Meng Yidi simply nodded, "It doesn't hurt."

Ming Chen was a little surprised, after all, he reduced the amount of anesthetic by nearly half!
"Let's start." Meng Yidi's words interrupted his surprise.

Taking a deep breath, Ming Chen sterilized the tweezers and scalpel, and then began to take the bomb.

He knows how to dissect, and has also studied clinical practice for a while, but at that time he didn't seem to feel any fear when practicing with a knife on a corpse, but today he felt timid when facing this bloody arm.

"Nervous?" Meng Yidi couldn't help asking when he saw that he was sweating profusely in a short while.

Ming Chen clenched his mouth tightly, squeezed the scalpel tightly with his hands, and gently cut open the wound on her arm, but he didn't answer her.

Meng Yidi didn't care, and continued to preach: "I was also nervous when I killed someone for the first time."

Ming Chen paused, looked up in astonishment, but saw Meng Yidi smiling indifferently.

"What about now?" He couldn't help asking.

"Still nervous."

How can you not be nervous?In Meng Yidi's mind was the look that Ah Guang looked at him before he died, and he felt that the look was like a steel nail, firmly nailing him.

At this moment, the expression on her face was so indifferent, there was no trace of "nervousness" at all, but Ming Chen knew that what she said was true, and for some reason, he always felt that the indifferent eyes were so complicated and complex. He even wondered if she was a 24-year-old girl. At this moment, her young body seemed to be living with an old soul, who could see everything through Qianfan, so she was able to deal with everything that life gave her so calmly.

He was suddenly relieved.

Maybe it was because he understood that being nervous was useless, or maybe he was conquered by Meng Yidi's powerful logic—the worst result would be losing his arm early—he calmed down suddenly, and then began to call With all the knowledge I learned in the clinic in my mind, I tried my best to perform the operation.

(End of this chapter)