Chapter 5

Shan Yunong is full of resentment. He is a high-ranking student, and he has been pinched by a young master. In the future, it's hard to be upright.

She couldn't help rubbing her knees.

Then he gave her a slant and raised his mouth. "Don't you really remember me?"

Shan Yunong grumbled: "I've been hit on my head. I can't remember many things clearly."

"I don't remember what you did before?"

The original master used to be a painter, and Shan Yunong knew it. But there is nothing about calligraphy and painting in my memory.

Now it seems that the young master Su is obviously testing the original owner.

I don't think the original owner owes the master Su any paintings before?

"I owe you calligraphy and painting before?" Asked Shan Yunong.

Su childe vermilion tiny pursed, light of looking at her, "you, not single jade thick, but really like her."

His big hand suddenly fell down and gripped Shan's jaw. "Do you remember the name of Su Tingchen?"

Oh, yes, Sue.

This Su Tingchen bought the original owner's calligraphy and paintings and took care of many businesses.

"Yes, I remember," Shan said

Su listens to the strength on the dust hand abrupt big some, the ice cold that can't say in the Mou son, "remember?"

Single jade thick ache of some flustered: "remember is to remember some."

"And the painting?"

"Ah?" Shan Yunong was at a loss.

Where does Shan Yunong know calligraphy and painting? She is the hand holding the scalpel.

Su Tingchen's eyebrows were cold, and her face was cold. "Shan Yunong, if one day I ask you to pretend to be amnestic, you will regret coming out of your womb!"

Single jade thick mouth hard gas support face son: "I'm not dead."

"You might as well try." Su listen to dust loose her, a pair of don't bother to take care of her appearance, "silver how do you steal?"? I have never left this purse. "

Shan Yunong doesn't know.

If you can really explain, it's probably taking things from space.

But ghosts believe it.

Su didn't ask after Chen. She asked her to return the silver.

Shan Yunong was very reluctant to return the silver to him. "Brother, for my poor and loyal share, can you lend me some silver?"

Su listens to dust's pleasant face to tease her, "you are not quite have the ability to steal."

When he came out of the medical school, Shan Yunong felt this pain in his heart.

He stole a ingot of silver and found himself an ancestor. Now that she has no money, how can she live? Where to steal another one?

At this time, Yu Daxian chased out from the inside and called Shengdan big girl.

"It's not easy for you alone. Take the medicine and the silver first."

Single jade thick Leng next, but still took over, after all, she didn't want to die, no medicine is not good.

"Yu Daxian, you are a good man!" Shan Yunong nodded gratefully.

Yu Da Xian waved his hand and said, "the young master said, I want to pay it back."

Shan Yunong

Su Tingchen is a cheapskate.

Shan Yunong limped back, very tired.

bought clothes for himself, bought sharp knives, silver needles, Baijiu, gauze and wool rolls and went back to the inn.

The wound must be disposed of.

sterilize Baijiu on the body, and insert the wool roller into a container containing Baijiu, making a simple alcohol lamp to sterilize.

After everything is ready, the dagger and silver needle are put on the fire, roasted red and disinfected, and used to cut the abscess on the leg.

Ambitiously, she blocked her mouth with a piece of cloth, afraid of pain and biting her tongue.

Results about the legs tried several times, Leng is not down the hand.

She is afraid of pain.

Sighed and threw the knife on the bed.

I thought if it was in the hospital pharmacy, I would take a handful of anesthetics on the shelf.

An injection of anesthetics can deal with these abscesses at will.

Then, all of a sudden, she had an anesthetic needle in her hand.

She was stunned.

Rub the eyes, repeatedly confirmed again, holding the needle is really anesthetic.

Oh, my God, she didn't wake up from a dream, did she?

She thought of the painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs on the shelf of the pharmacy, the drops of needles and glucose.

This time, the hands of Tiannvsanhua, the emergence of a glucose needle drip, as well as analgesic anti-inflammatory drugs, magic like scattered a bed.

She rubbed her eyes again. There was nothing wrong with it. It was all the things she had just thought about.

What did she do?

Shan Yunong looked at it again and again, and then confirmed that what was on the bed was drip bottle and medicine, and it was also labeled with medical label. There was no mistake at all.

Her heart blossomed with joy.

In this way, the incision with a knife will not hurt.

Shan Yunong uses anesthetics quickly, and then uses the medical equipment in his hand to treat the wounds one by one. He stitches and bandages the wounds with gauze. The strength of anesthetics is not strong enough.The bed was covered with blood.

Shan Yunong was so tired that he fell on the bed.

Only in this way can we have the mood to ponder over what we have experienced after crossing.

This crossing is like a new life.

Does it mean that it also brings the ability of taking things from the space?

Thinking about this, she stretched out her hand to the teacup on the distant table - the teacup did not move.

No way.

She thought that she wanted to eat the cake from the modern cake shop.

No.

But she is familiar with the drug pharmacy, a take a accurate. It seems that she has to know what she has before she can take it. She also has to keep things out of sight.

For example, the silver in the purse can only be obtained through the purse, and you have to know that it is silver inside.

Shan Yu Nong laughs and thinks that it's great to have the ability to take things from other places. If you open a hospital, you can earn money to support yourself. You don't have to go to the single family to be scared.

Happy, but also tired, and finally fell asleep.

At this time, in the pharmacy of the provincial hospital, the little nurse lit the medicine on the shelf and said, "strange, how can I miss some medicine? Am I wrong?"