Chapter 212

"Big brother, you get out of the way, you don't give up again, you just make a fuss about it and you make a mess."

"No, dad still has hope to rescue her. You let her in. The air is even worse." Su Yuan firmly stopped, just did not want to metaphor into.

"Uncle, I just need to have a look at the grandfather."

"Don't call my uncle. I have only one niece. Her name is Jinduo. If you are Jinduo, I will let you in."

Su Yuan was in the way, and he refused to let the metaphor go in. At a time, the front door and the door were stiff.

The metaphor is a little anxious.

But this man is the brother of Sumu river. She can't do it.

Although she really wanted to do it at this moment.

Because she wanted to save people.

It's fine not to come.

She has come. If she can't save people, it won't be said.

And for an elderly family being rescued, minutes, minutes and seconds can be fatal.

She had to strive for every minute and every second to cherish.

Otherwise, it will not be useful to give her more time when the old man's throat has passed away.

Not everyone has Mojing Yao so good life, she just came to rescue.

"Get out of the way." The metaphor roared low.

"No way."

When Sumu Creek was going to push her brother, someone rushed to her bedroom. "Isn't this Yu Ya, little ancestor, you come so well. Come in and show the old man."

"Dr. Mo?" Yu se didn't expect to meet Mo Mingzhen here. He just wore the white coat like other doctors, and he was facing her back, so he didn't recognize it.

"Little ancestor, it's me. Have you brought any needles?" Inexplicable really said, looked at the metaphor color carry over the sidebag, then the eyes on, "is the last bag, fast in."

"You, you know her?" Su Yuan was stunned first. Listening to Mo Mingzhen, he said a small ancestor, and called at simile, which made him finally react. What he called was really simile, not the other.

Because, except for him, he is Sumu River in front of the door. Mo Mingzhen never saw Sumu River from the beginning to the end.

However, what makes him more ignorant is mo Mingzhen, a famous doctor in T City, which is actually called Yu se small ancestor at this moment.

It's amazing.

If not seen with his own eyes, if he heard others say it, he would not believe it.

I wonder if I can tell you that Su Yuan is still in front of the door. Then he pushes Su Yuan away. "You can get out of here and let my master come in. My little ancestor is my master."

“……” Yu se is a little funny, "I, I confiscated my apprentice, doctor Mo, you don't joke."

"Doctor Mo, you are her master. Don't be kidding at this time." Suyuan is worried about his father's safety, so he didn't hear the taste of shame in the mouth of the metaphor, and really thought Mo Ming was joking.

Don't want to, Mo Mingzhen turned back and stared at him, "I only recognize the little master, I return to send a teacher salute to recognize the truth and worship the teacher."

He was right about it, and there was absolutely no half of the joke in that expression.

Su Yuan has been staring at it, and at this time, he was also muddled. Then he was pulled aside by Sumu river. "Last time I fell into the ureter with urinary stones, almost died of pain in the car. Yu wench took a hand without taking medicine without acupuncture. It didn't take 10 minutes before and after it was cured. You believe her, don't stop her."

Su Yuan was suspicious in the middle of the night, which did not stop the metaphor from entering.

And simile, under the escort of Mo Mingzhen, it was very smooth to get to bed.

The doctors and nurses in front of the bed were all out of the way.

Mo really said, they all give face.

However, when we see the metaphor, everyone's face is disdain.

I don't understand whether Mo Mingzhen is taking the wrong medicine. I don't even say so much to a little girl film. Just now, I still said I would like to worship this girl as a teacher.

It's impossible.

It's too much younger.

Mo Ming really is the same master as this girl.

They must have listened to it, they were wrong.

However, since Mo Mingzhen let the girl close, they still remain quiet for the time being.

So, one step back, the space to the simile and inexplicable truth.

The eyes of the simile fell on the face of the old man Su in bed.

The old man's face was very bad, and the man had drowned.

At this time, only the air out of the share, has no intake.

It's really not good to turn around and look at those instruments.

No wonder Sumu Creek cried all the way.

If she comes a little later, she just fears that the old man will

"Open all the doors and windows." The metaphor only looked at it, so said.However, she finished, the bedroom was quiet, all the people looked at the metaphor like a monster, no one moved.

Su Yuan was also stunned.

Su Mu river is also stunned.

Their father is most afraid of the wind when he is ill.

It gets worse at the sight of the wind.

Therefore, the room is in the roof of the exhaust fan, 24 hours a day to keep the bedroom as fresh as possible.

But in fact, as long as there is no ventilation, how can it be fresh.

The exhaust fan is just a way to solve the problem.

There is no way.

But I didn't expect that the metaphor was to let the doors and windows open for ventilation.

If it is in broad daylight, there is no wind and sunshine is OK.

But now the night is already deep, open the door and window, there will definitely be wind in.

For the old man who has not passed the wind for a long time, they think that it will only accelerate his death, not rescue him.

"Metaphor, is that ok?" At this time, Sumu river is not calm. I'm not sure if this is right.

What's more, she brought the metaphor. If the door and window were really opened, the old father would close his eyes, that is, her brother, sister and brother would blame her.

"The less people in this room, the better. Open the doors and windows before you go out."

But when she finished, there was no action.

Or look at it like a monster.

If you look at the old man again, it will be too late.

So she went directly to open the balcony door.

Mo Ming really saw her move, then went to open the window, first pull the curtain and then open the window.

The two men began to act as if they were alone.

Su Yuan has been scared, turned out of the bedroom, dare not look.

Su Muxi didn't know what to do. He was anxious to persuade color. He could see that Mo Mingzhen supported metaphor so much that he didn't say anything about it.

At this time, the old man can only be a dead horse doctor.

But the door and window in the bedroom has not been opened for a long time. Yu se can't open it at all. "Doctor Mo, it's too late. If you open the door and window, I'll give the needle."