Chapter 2435

"Are you really scared to death? Brother Yun, you are so brave that you still play this kind of music."

Old he said tremblingly.

"I like Mr. Wu's style. It's simple, clean and not artificial." Su Yun said, "it's a Jianghu rumor to scare people to death. It's an appropriate exaggeration. Don't you know this rhetoric? Your previous Chinese was taught by PE teachers?"

[mom, watch my red wedding dress and don't let me die too early]

As he spoke, the song sounded.

The tune of some pioneer experimental music is matched with lyrics, and the parasitic fetus under the membrane above the front semi permeable membrane

Lao he felt his legs were a little soft and wanted to go to the bathroom. Bursts of swelling and pain came from the prostate. He tried to overcome some physiological needs and tried to stand in front of the operating table without stage fright.

What the hell is this! If someone else puts it, even director Xu, Lao he has to be anxious with him.

But it was put by Brother Yun, or played randomly. Although Lao he was afraid, he didn't move. Because he heard Su Yun humming softly, as if he were making a consonant.

Young, brave, powerful, not afraid of demons and ghosts, Lao he thought to himself.

"Xiaocao, are you okay?" Lao he saw that Quan Xiaocao didn't tremble. He quickly asked cautiously.

"He... He... Teacher, please help me." Quan Xiaocao whispered.

Lao he took a quick look at all kinds of values and was stable. Then he came to Quan Xiaocao.

[late at night, your falling hair; late at night, you close your eyes; this is a secret agreement; it belongs to me and you]

The singing continued, and the words were good, but with that strange music style, there was a strange smell in the whole operating room.

"Grass, what's the matter?" Lao he asked.

"Mr. He, give me a hand. I'll sit for a while. My legs are a little soft." Quan Xiaocao's body was stiff. After saying two words, his upper and lower teeth began to collide and make a cluck sound.

Lao he sighed in his heart that boss Zheng was right. If Xiaocao stood on the operating table, could she still pull the hook? help?

Bullshit, it's helping.

He held Quan Xiaocao's arm and could clearly feel a layer of fine pimples on Quan Xiaocao's forearm skin. Hands and arms are cold, like a piece of ice.

"Look at you. Let me help you out." Lao he said.

"No, I'll just sit down." Quan Xiaocao has her stubbornness. She still wants to see such a rare operation. This is the accumulation of clinical experience, which is what everyone has come through.

Lao he was helpless. He helped Quan Xiaocao to the corner and sat on a small bench. Lao he was very considerate. He found a surgical suit for Quan Xiaocao and put it on him.

Although this can not comfort the fear in the heart of Quan Xiaocao, it can protect the temperature more or less.

[wedding dress is red; poison is white]

The song continues.

"Brother Yun, this song sounds scary." Old he whispered.

"Well, according to this song, countless ghost stories have been made up on the Internet." Su Yun said, "listen to the lyrics, you know what kind of stories they are. There is nothing new and not scary."

Lao he thought to himself, is this special... Not scary?

Instead of returning to the patient's head, he stood behind boss Zheng and asked his assistant to look at the ventilator and monitor.

Boss Zheng's side is still a little warm. His Yang Qi is really prosperous. In addition, the whole operating room seemed like an ice cave, cold and speechless.

"Boss, your operation is too slow." Su Yun said with a little doubt, "what do you think?"

Zheng Ren didn't speak, but knocked on the attractor in Su Yun's hand, indicating that the attractor kept up.

Feng Jianguo looked at the parasitic fetus in front of him and listened to the red wedding dress. He was more afraid than Quan Xiaocao.

Happiness street is not the first group of rock bands, but it is the pillar of the imperial rock circle.

Who was not a rock youth when he was young.

Lao he doesn't know this song, but Feng Jianguo knows it. This is a song he never dared to listen to after listening to it once, but he didn't expect to have surgery on a parasitic fetus, so he met it and turned it into background music.

Like a comeback from the past, Feng Jianguo stared at boss Zheng for surgery, but his eyes looked at the parasitic fetus from time to time.

Some people say that this song is a story between a heartless Han Dynasty and a woman, but Feng Jianguo's first thought after listening to this song is abortion.

Whether it's words or songs, even the picture in front of us is extremely consistent.

If Feng Jianguo had not already brushed his hands on the stage and the patient came to him, I'm afraid he would have run away at this time.

Bite your teeth and listen. It will end soon, Feng Jianguo thought.

It's not my fault to have a spring night. It's not my fault to have a spring night

In a slightly odd remark, the song ends.

Feng Jianguo took a long breath and finally finished. He glanced at Su Yun with some resentment, and his heart was very dissatisfied.

It's a little rustic luck. Now it sounds so good in retrospect. In fact, no matter what song it is, it's better than this red wedding dress.

It's not that the song is bad, but that the song is so suitable.

Especially in the last few sentences, Feng Jianguo seemed to hear the cry of the parasitic fetus. He was even worried that the parasitic fetus pointed to himself and said he had killed him.

At this time, Feng Jianguo really missed the song of good luck.

It's not my fault to have a spring night. It's not my fault to have a spring night

In the last sentence, a song of red wedding dress is finally over

MD, who knows whose fault it is. You can't think more about it. If you think more, the ghost stories of Liaozhai will appear in your mind and linger.

Feng Jianguo's second assistant is almost a decoration. Boss Zheng is steadily doing the operation on the operating table, and Su Yun is humming a red wedding dress. Even the male instrument nurses with five big and three thick are a little timid and look around from time to time.

Finish it quickly. Boss Zheng's operation is really slow. Can't you hurry up, Feng Jianguo thought.

But the music was melodious, and the second random song was a red wedding dress.

Play two combos randomly. How did this low probability event meet together?!

Lao he and Feng Jianguo were stunned. Su Yun said with a smile, "it seems that this song is really lucky."

That's lucky?!

Lao he was speechless.

Zheng Ren stretched out his hand and said, "big hook, break it straight."

"Break what straight?" The instrument nurse asked in a slightly trembling voice. Just now he was distracted and didn't hear the first half of boss Zheng's words.

"What do you think, man? What else can you do to straighten a curved one?" Su Yun said contemptuously, "on the operating table, in addition to the big hook, what else can you straighten?"