Mr. Huo, Ma'am, she's acting like a demon again

When Wen Ye was called to the preparation room, he was even holding the ward round record book in his hand.

"anaesthetization?"

Wen Ye nodded, "Indeed, I can do it."

Nan Chu leaned forward slightly and looked at him.

"I beg you, with the conscience of a doctor. Tell me that nothing will happen to you."

Wen Ye sneered.

"of course."

He skillfully tore open the packaging of the protective equipment.

"Hurry up, I'm different from you, I'm very busy."

Standing outside the door of the operating room, Nan Chu took a few breaths of fresh air.

Then, he walked in without hesitation.

In the operating room, Nan Chu could hardly feel the passage of time, and his spirit was always in the most tense state.

"anesthetic--"

"It takes effect in 15 seconds."

Only the most basic communication remains.

Anesthesia is relatively uncomplicated work.

Wen Ye basically spent the second half of the operation observing Nan Chu.

This is incredible.

Her techniques, awareness, and responsiveness are all superb.

It was even ridiculous that he actually saw habits similar to his own in Nan Chu.

He asked himself, he might not be able to complete such a beautiful operation.

It's almost textbook level.

What's even more frightening is that Nan Chu is still so young.

Her height in the future is enough to surpass anyone within his cognition.

"Okay."

Nan Chu's voice was a little weak.

"Arrange someone to suture immediately."

She took a step forward, but her foot missed.

The legs that had stood motionless for six hours were completely numb.

"Be careful--"

Nan Chu was supported and saved from falling to the ground.

She raised her head, and it was Wen Ye.

"Slow down, I'll help you out."

Nan Chu rarely refused his kindness.

Walking out of the operating room, Nan Chu struggled to move his legs while supporting the wall.

"Nan Chu, sit down and rest for a while!"

Feng Yue looked at her puzzled, and handed her a cup of sugar water to replenish her strength quickly.

Wen Ye has a headache.

"Are you a medical student? After standing for six hours, now you just sit down. You won't be able to walk properly for three or two days."

"what……"

Feng Yue scratched her hair.

"Then you drink more water?"

Nan Chu couldn't help laughing.

The patient's family has been notified by Lu Xi, so Nan Chu doesn't have to worry about it.

Breaking away from the tense and high-pressure atmosphere, Nan Chu recovered fairly quickly.

Several other doctors encouraged Nan Chu one after another, and praised a few words, "Young people are awesome".

Feng Yue was sent by Nan Chu to buy food.

In front of the operating room, only Nan Chu and Wen Ye were left.

Wen Ye turned his head, looked at her, and suddenly laughed.

"Nan Chu, do you think that you and I cooperate very well?"

Of course there is a tacit understanding.

In her previous life, she beat Wen Ye for a year.

Nan Chu didn't answer him.

"Actually, I have never understood why you hate me?"

Wen Ye found a seat on the row of chairs and sat down.

"Because I said you were ugly when we first met?"

"Or is it because you think I'm out of my mind?"

Nan Chu had nothing to say.

In this life, Wen Ye has never done anything to hurt her.

At most, it's just a means of stepping up and stepping down in the workplace.

But she dared not gamble.

If any link is wrong, she will still go to the end of her previous life.

Nan Chu left slowly along the corridor.

"actually--"

Wen Ye shouted at her back.

"In the future, if there is a shortage of people for surgery, you can come to me."

"Perhaps your principle is also my principle."

Nan Chu's footsteps did not stop at all.

If so, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

In the evening, Nan Chu finally started to make a draft.

Huo Xici was working not far behind her.

After sketching a general shape, Nan Chu put down his pen and got up to move around.

Although Huo Xici was sitting on the sofa, his body was still straight.

The movements are not hurried or slow, and there is an inherent elegance.

Nan Chu opened his eyes wide and carefully looked at every detail of his body.

Huo Xici put down the computer and reached out to her.

"come over."

Nan Chu consciously threw himself into his arms.

She lifted her head against his chest.

"Mr. Huo, if possible, I would like to draw a picture for you when the recent incident is over."

"sketch?"

Horsey raised an eyebrow.

Yo, Mr. Huo also knows how to sketch.

Nan Chu curled his lips, "Whoever said that you have to use a pencil to draw a portrait."

"Wait, I'll paint with gouache."

"what ever."

Since the next day was a rare rest day, Nan Chu didn't care about the time.

It was already four o'clock in the morning when the work was finished.

She yawned, packed her drawing boards and paints, and prepared to go back to her room to rest.

Coincidentally, Horsey quit to pour water.

"You haven't slept yet?"

Nan Chu responded indiscriminately.

"Why didn't you sleep?" She rubbed her dry eyes.

Huo Xici hooked the corners of his lips, "Just woke up."

Nan Chu rolled his eyes, "Farewell."

Before he could take a few steps, the world suddenly spun.

When Nan Chu realized it, he had already been carried into the bedroom by Huo Xici.

Nan Chu didn't even think about struggling twice.

Close your eyes, and sleep well.

Huoxi resigned and covered the quilt for her, and picked up the book at hand again.

He's the one who stays up all night.

After finally taking a weekend break, Nan Chu's focus was all on the charity auction.

According to the arrangement of Huo Xici, she received auction items donated by people from all walks of life in advance.

Most of them are mainly jewelry and bags.

However, there were also some people who went their own way and directly drove a limited-edition sports car.

That's right, it was Ji Muzhou.

Nan Chu was very suspicious.

"Who buys this stuff?"

"Don't look down on it!" Ji Muzhou argued, "This is one of my favorite cars!"

"If it weren't for you, how could I be willing to take it out—"

Let's just count it in.

You can't live with money.

The auction was eventually scheduled for Sunday afternoon.

When they arrived at Nanchu, they encountered difficulties.

It wasn't that she was reluctant, all the things she could get out of her body were all given away by Huoxi.

See Nan Chu staring at the pendant on his chest ready to move.

Huo Xici glanced at her coldly.

"You dare to sell it and try."

This was the first time in his life that he gave a gift as an apology.

Nan Chu howled.

Falling into a new round of entanglement.

"Didn't you say that you want to draw a picture for me?"

Huo Xici suddenly spoke.

Nan Chu was stunned.

Mr. Huo wants to collect debts now?
Is it a bit out of date?
"Draw it now, and take it as an auction."

Nan Chu took a deep breath.

Are you kidding me?
Although she has won many awards for Hua Ruan Ruan's paintings, she is not well-known.

Who would buy her paintings?

Horsey could guess what was going on in her head without asking.

"Even if you put a picture of elementary school students' graffiti on it, people will rush to buy it."

Where is her painting bought, at most it is just the Huo family's name.

"Remember what I said earlier?"

what?
Huo Xici took out a blank piece of paper and helped Nan Chu fix it on the drawing board.

He handed her the paintbrush.

"Believe me."

Nan Chu glanced at the time.

There are still nearly twenty hours until tomorrow afternoon.

"Let me try."