Chapter 473 plastering

Tang Fu swallowed his saliva and looked at Huo Jingchen and said, "really Really fight? "

"Less nonsense!" Huo Jingchen is a little impatient.

"Then So I did? " Tang Zhi raised his fist tremblingly. He clenched his five fingers repeatedly, and then loosened his wrist.

Huo Jingchen saw that he had warmed up for five or seven minutes, and looked at him gloomily and said in a cold voice, "I'll kick you downstairs if you don't need me, and let you run again."

Huo Jingchen's voice came down. Before he could react, Tang Zhi punched him in the face.

"Bang" a dull sound, Huo Jingchen in front of a black, the whole person is not very good.

After a while, Huo took a mirror and looked at it.

The pain is very painful, but the injuries are still those injuries, not much, it looks completely the same as before.

Huo Jingchen's Qi is not light, a pair of dark eyes are extremely sinister, staring at Tang Ji. Tang Ji bows his head, shivering and dare not speak.

After a while, Huo Jingchen stood up with a cold face and turned out of the ward. When he passed Tang Ji, he did not forget to lift his leg and kick him again.

Tang Ji wants to cry. He can't do it!

Who did he provoke this day

*After leaving the ward, Huo Jingchen went to the doctor directly. The doctor on duty was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing thick glasses and mild eyes.

When he saw Huo Jingchen, he couldn't help being stunned. Then he said: "Mr. Huo You... What's wrong with you? "

The doctor looked at Huo Jingchen up and down, a little nervous.

Just now, he still sighed with people that the devil of the Huo family was willing to leave the hospital at last. Otherwise, they could not bear the visit of the dean.

Huo Jingchen's black eyes looked at him directly, and Feng's eyes were sharp.

The doctor's throat was a little tight. There was no cause for unease.

"Mr. Huo..."

This time, Huo Jingchen finally opened his mouth and said, "I hurt my arm."

The doctor looked at his well-balanced arm at the moment. Without seeing any wound, he felt the bone with his hand.

It's ok

He touched it carefully from the beginning to the end. Seeing that Huo Jingchen's vision became more gloomy, he immediately touched it again from the beginning.

It's still ok

This bone is clear all right!

"Mr. Huo Would you like to take a CT and see what happens? " The doctor weighed his mouth.

Huo Jingchen sneers: "you touch so long to send me with a CT?"

The doctor's head suddenly exuded a layer of cold sweat, swallowed a mouthful of saliva tightly and said: "that Do you mean...? "

Smell speech, Huo Jingchen hang Mou sink way: "dozen gesso."

Hit Plaster?

The doctor was stunned for a few seconds and turned to look at the other two doctors.

"Any questions?" Huo Jingchen asked in a cold voice, with low air pressure.

"No No, But... But Mr. Huo, if there is no problem with the bone, we still suggest not to cast it... "

Huo Jingchen sneered and looked at him with black eyes: "is this arm yours or mine?"

The doctor has never encountered this kind of situation, but the other side is still a moody Lord.

After struggling for a long time, the doctor couldn't resist Huo Jingchen's more gloomy eyes, and then told the nurse, "yes Ready for plaster. "

On the other side, when Zhao Siqing came back from prescribing the medicine, he saw that only Tang Zhi was left in the ward. He immediately said in a warm voice, "where's Huo Jingchen?"

Tang Zhi turned to look at her and said slowly, "plaster it."

"Plaster?" Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds.

"Well, it's broken. It's serious."

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing quickly turns around and goes out to find Huo Jingchen.

Soon, Zhao Siqing saw a man who was plastering in the clinic.