Chapter 229 Chronicle of Sanatorium

There is also a bit of singing in his words, mellow and melodious, like a swallow whispering, with a slight sadness locked between his brows, he is more like a woman than the arrogant Mo Nanyan, especially his frowns and smiles, like red sleeves on his body, if The wind blows the willows.

Was this person born into an opera?
Then why don't you just add drama to yourself, saying that the subordinates of the Demon Cult are resisting people in the righteous martial arts.

The old man also tightened his old face, and nodded seriously: "What you said is very true, the old man is blind."

Seeing the discussion between the old man and the actor who thought he was in the chaotic era became louder and louder, attracting many chatting patients around, Mo Zishu frowned, decisively pretending to be caught by the blooming peach blossoms , walked slowly, and walked unsteadily to the peach tree.

She walked up the stone ladder not far away, lay down in the small pavilion and looked down, the little nurse was nervously protecting her, and the medical staff holding the folder with their faces pulled back and forth asking the patients, for fear of being caught by the old man The belt is bad, and the condition worsens.

"Ding, the target of the attack, the doctor Qin Yu appeared."

Mo Zishu cheered up, leaned on the railing and squinted his eyes to look down, and saw the patients who were gradually gathering together, the nervous medical staff, and a gentle man standing at the door holding a document out of place.

It's easy to recognize that there are few male nurses in this area. Up to now, she hasn't seen many male nurses, but all she has seen are wearing nurse uniforms of different styles. It is very useful, in terms of strength, it is definitely an overwhelming advantage.

From her point of view, Qin Yu looks very good, with a gentle and elegant appearance, and his simple medical gown conveys a bit of immortality. If his hair were longer, he would probably be the ancient Mr. Pianpian.

Wearing slender gold-rimmed glasses, he looked a bit ascetic, coupled with his knuckles and scarred fingers, his soft appearance was a bit seductive. Handsome.

He is an out-and-out monster.

"Qin Yu?" Mo Zishu chewed on the name, Shu Er raised the corners of his lips, and stroked the invisible bracelet on his wrist: "Isn't this the perverted doctor who tortured Mo Nanyan? Although I don't know why, but now It's fun."

She is very experienced with perverts, Qin Yu, next, it depends on who can play with whom.

She wants to see the little angel soon.

I don't know if the little angel whose face was splashed with blood thinks of her now, and thinks about her, probably wants to hit her.

After the voices of the patients became louder, the nurses nervously opened the doors of the patients, and then calmed down and took them back. It was almost scattered, and Qin Zhuyu, who was so busy, patted her forehead.

"Miss ran into the small pavilion before."

"Miss Huan." Ding Xiang rolled her eyes, she really couldn't bear the appearance of her friend, she really regarded herself as a maid: "Go, catch that little girl who ran away."

"What's wrong."

Qin Yu, who was counting the number of people, came over when he heard the sound. He tapped the folder with a pen, and the large medical gown made him wear a haute couture. What about the patient in Room 207?"

"In the small pavilion." Qin Zhuyu lowered her head and pointed at the small pavilion honestly.

(End of this chapter)

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