Love letters are not allowed in exorcism notes

Chapter 748 How else can we say we are destined to be together?

The hospital directly under the Secret Service Bureau operates at full capacity almost every day and there is no idle time at all.

The main reason is that the "turnover rate" is not high. Those who can be sent here are either seriously injured and are on their last legs, or have various difficult and complicated diseases, and most of them are seriously contaminated.

Li Mumu himself didn't feel anything, but ordinary doctors might not be able to bear it.

She had just reported in and had no time to introduce herself before she was pulled onto the operating table.

What disinfection? There is no disinfection rule here. The person lying on the operating table is much scarier than bacteria and viruses. The rotten flesh cut off can do a set of military boxing on the ground by itself.

“Will you cut the liver?”

If you're talking about making fried liver, I know a little bit about it.

Li Mumu looked blankly at the doctor who pulled her in, her face full of helplessness.

Do you want to listen to what you are saying? Is this human language?
Seeing Li Mumu's stupid look, the doctor sighed and asked, "Do you know the liver?"

"know……"

"Come, I'll teach you how to cut!"

By the time Li Mumu reacted, a black and smooth thing had already been picked out.

"Okay, your hands are pretty steady, you guys go ahead and sew it up, and follow me to the next one."

The doctor raised his hand and took the still confused Li Mumu to the next operation site.

When changing clothes, Li Mumu could see clearly what the doctor looked like.

In fact, he is just an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, the kind that you can't even find in a crowd.

The last time I tried to sneak in, he forcibly dragged me away to stitch up someone's wound.

"I saw you at the door last night. Why did you run away?"

Should I run away and wait for jail time?

Li Mumu had no way to explain and could only laugh dryly.

"You haven't practiced this Qi Zhao heretic's method much, right? You've wasted such a great talent."

"Eh?"

The topic changed so quickly that Li Mumu was caught off guard.

"How do you know..."

"My last name is Shen, and my name is Shen Xinshi, the one with a heart as hard as stone."

The doctor introduced himself.

Before Li Mumu could react, he added, "Shen Jianzhen is my distant cousin."

Alas!
Could it be that the origin of the Shen family's practice of human skin painting lies here?
"But he doesn't know me."

Shen Xinshi said as he washed his hands: "There is no such person as me in the Shen family's genealogy."

oh……

Li Mumu finally understood this time.

It's like when the tide of time and space comes, there are inexplicably more relatives around you, right?

"Um, Mr. Shen..."

"I am now the chief surgeon of the nursing home. I was the one who called Zhou Yaowen and asked him to bring you here."

Shen Xinshi spoke in a very straightforward manner: "I told Zhou Yaowen that no matter how much you study in school, you will only produce a talent. Now I'll let you be my assistant. With one operation, you may be able to save an elite member of the Secret Service."

"He must settle this account clearly."

“But I really don’t have any foundation…”

"It's OK if you have talent. If you don't have a foundation, you can practice."

Shen Xinshi glanced at Li Mumu calmly and said, "How about I send you to the Intelligence Department to talk to them about the batch of western medicines from Yamazaki Pharmaceutical?"

"I can practice!"

Li Mumu immediately gave up.

It’s over, we ran into the real person.

After the preparations were completed, the second operation began.

Lying on the operating table was a burly man, nearly two meters tall. The table seemed short when he was lying on it, and there was a stool under his feet.

The man's chest was covered in bullet holes, and it looked like he had been shot by a machine gun for three minutes, but even so, it was unable to tear the skin on his chest.

When Li Mumu entered the room, he saw two doctors kneeling on the operating table, holding circular saws in their hands and performing chest opening on him.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the saw teeth were almost worn away, leaving only a shallow scar.

Director Shen walked over, raised his hand, and slapped the strong man on the belly, and there was a crackling sound in the stomach. After a long fart, the strong man's body finally softened.

"This is a cultivator of the righteous path of the reckless. His body is made of steel and iron and has been integrated into the heaven and earth. Only when the qi is deflated can surgery be performed." "Have you ever had a lung removed?"

If you mean the braised and roasted kind...

“Never cut it!”

Li Mumu admitted it decisively.

"Forty percent pulmonary fibrosis. I'll cut off half of it and leave it to you."

Tonic! Is this a surgical operation or a pig slaughter? Isn't this too much of a joke?

Li Mumu screamed and scratched in her heart, her face full of confusion.

"Um... Director Shen? Have you ever made a film?"

"Take an X-ray? You mean an X-ray machine? That's expensive and hard to use. Just feel the pulse directly."

Shen Xinshi didn't care.

"Can you take a pulse? I remember seeing you take a pulse last time."

“A little bit…”

"That's it."

Don't take advantage of the patient's strong vitality and don't take him seriously!

There’s no way, the hospital directly under the Secret Service Bureau... Li Mumu only now knows that it’s called a nursing home, and the style of surgery there is so unrestrained.

Compared to pollution, everything else is a minor problem.

After an operation, the surgeon hadn't even noticed anything, but the nurses had already been replaced three times. If it took more than 15 minutes, they had to be replaced, otherwise you couldn't guarantee that they wouldn't suddenly go crazy or something would grow out of their bodies.

In fact, fifteen minutes is not very safe. When it came to the third operation, before Li Mumu could even start the operation, the nurse who was delivering the instruments turned her head and retched, vomiting out a three-foot-long, lively cobra.

The operations were performed one after another, with little time for rest in between.

When it was getting dark outside and Li Mumu was so hungry that she was almost starving, she vaguely remembered that she seemed to be bringing breakfast for someone.

Forget it. Anyway, the robot won’t starve to death if it doesn’t eat for a day. Let’s talk about it tomorrow.

Just as he was about to ask for leave to go to the cafeteria to fill his stomach, Shen Xinshi looked at the next person's case, turned around and asked, "Have you ever had your brain removed?"

Li Mumu subconsciously straightened his chest.

If you want to talk about other things, I may not have enough experience, but if you want to talk about cutting off heads, I can...

and many more!

"Director Shen, is it the...brain inside the head?"

"if not?"

“Never cut it!”

"Okay, next one is it."

"Director Shen, I want to eat first..."

"You're already in this state. Will you starve to death if you don't eat for a day?"

Li Mumu only felt that the boomerang hit his forehead.

What a cruel exploitation this is!

"After you finish this, go."

Shen Xinshi handed over the medical record. Li Mumu glanced at it dizzily and saw the three words "Wang Yunxiao" in the name column.

Li Mumu: "???"

!!!

Duplicate name?
It wasn't until she walked into the operating room and saw the patient lying on the operating table that she finally gave up.

How could it be such a coincidence? It’s exactly me.

He lay on the cold operating table, seemingly unconscious, with a strange blue eyeball in the center of his forehead still slowly moving.

"The evil god parasite from the outer dimension can also be called the evil god's blessing. It should have made some kind of deal with the evil god and voluntarily gave up resistance. Otherwise, this kind of thing would not be able to get into the brain."

Shen Xinshi picked up the circular saw, looked at the boy lying on the operating table, thought for a moment, and put it back.

"Take it out and rust the saw blade."

Then he turned to look at Li Mumu: "I heard that you are a disciple of the Red Lotus Mother, how about you give it a try?"

what?
Li Mumu was dumbfounded: "How can I try?"

"Use your red rope to dig this eyeball and the growth behind it out of his brain."

(End of this chapter)