After exposing the vest, she became a god overnight

In the yard, Xiang Wenxing turned around anxiously.

"Ayi, you are all here, why did Brother Yan get shot?" Xiang Wenxing was anxious and angry, "Are you all dead?"

Jiayi looked sad and blamed himself, "We have neglected our duties. When the Lord wakes up, we will go to the execution hall to receive the punishment."

Xiang Wenxing also knew that if there was a danger, they would definitely risk their lives to protect brother Yan, and there must be other reasons why brother Yan would be shot.

"Old Qi, tell me, what's going on?"

Qi Shang's face was still a little pale, "It's a brainwashed six-year-old kid. I was careless at the time and shouldn't let him get close. Brother Yan took this shot for me to save me!" Speaking of Here, Qi Shang's voice choked up.

If it was because of him that Brother Yan lost his life, then he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

Xiang Wenxing didn't expect such a situation, and didn't know who to scold after hearing it, so he rubbed his hair a little irritably, "Damn, what's the matter!"

Qi Shang clenched his fists tightly, and now he only prays that Song Jing can find a way.

"Hemostat!" Song Jing stretched out his hand, and the person next to him immediately handed over the hemostat.

"Surgical scissors." The person next to him hurriedly handed over a pair of pointed ones.

Song Jing turned his head coldly, with Xiehong at the end of his eyes, "Blunt-headed."

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" The person next to him immediately changed to a blunt curved scissors.

They are all too nervous.

Lying on the operating table was Master Shi who would shake the entire imperial capital if he coughed casually.Everyone's heart is hanging in their throats, for fear that making mistakes will make mistakes even more.

"Get out!" Song Jing took the curved scissors and continued the operation.

The doctor who handed the wrong surgical scissors was taken out of the operating room.

"Vascular clamp!"

"Attract the head!"

Song Jing was sweating finely on her forehead, and someone quickly and carefully wiped the sweat away to prevent the sweat from flowing into her eyes and affecting the operation.

"tweezers!"

The person next to him immediately put tweezers on the ground.

The miniature bomb has been exposed, and all the doctors in the operating room are holding their breath.

Song Jing approached the miniature bomb with tweezers, and when he was about to hit it, he suddenly stopped.

In the past, when encountering such operations, she always started quickly and steadily, but this time she paused for half a second, feeling hesitant in her heart.

She was no longer afraid.

Afraid that her hand would be unstable, if she shakes it slightly, Shi Yan will be fried into meat sauce.

"Doctor Song?"

Song Jing's eyelids quivered almost invisibly, his eyes darkened, and the tweezers caught the miniature bomb.

The operating room was silent for a moment, except for the beeping of the instruments next to it, there was no sound of breathing.

The miniature bomb was caught by the tweezers, and pulled out from Shi Yan's chest bit by bit with blood.

"Quick! Explosion-proof box!"

Someone next to him immediately handed over the explosion-proof box that had been prepared long ago. Song Jing held the miniature bomb, his eyes were calm, and he didn't even shake his hands. He turned around and gently put it into the explosion-proof box.

The person holding the explosion-proof box immediately closed the lid and rushed out of the operating room, "Quick! Take it away!"

Armor, who was ready outside, picked up the box and rushed out.

"How is it?" Qi Shang and Xiang Wenxing pulled the doctor out together.

"Doctor Song has already taken out the miniature bomb, but Lord Shi has lost a lot of blood, and he is still not out of danger." The doctor who came out replied hastily, then turned around and changed into a sterile suit and rushed back to the operating room.

In the operating room, Song Jing was still treating Shi Yan's wound.

"Doctor Song, leave the rest of the work to us."

Three hours of high-intensity surgery, Song Jing had already finished the most dangerous and important work.

Usually in such an operation, the chief surgeon can rest after finishing these operations, and other doctors and nurses will complete the rest of the work.

But Song Jing didn't give way, and indifferently lowered his eyes and was doing the finishing work bit by bit.

The other doctors looked at each other, didn't say anything, stepped aside tactfully, and continued to help her.

Qi Shang and Xiang Wenxing were waiting at the door, and when they saw Song Jing coming out, it was already two hours after the miniature bomb was taken out.

"Sister Jing, how is Brother Yan?"

"I can't die." Song Jing took off the sterile suit and changed into her own clothes, "I'll go back to training."

"Sister Jing, there are Zhong Ju and the others watching over the training, so you can stay here." When Xiang Wenxing and Qi Shang heard that Brother Yan would not die, they both let out a long breath, and their hanging hearts finally settled down. Back into the chest, "We are not at ease if you are not here."

Song Jing actually didn't want to stay here at the moment, his brows were slightly frowned, and the bloodshot eyes were a little irritable.

She doesn't want to have anything to do with Shi Yan anymore, but some things seem to have unknowingly exceeded her own estimated weight.

"Sister Jing, you haven't had a good rest these days, how about taking a shower, eating something and sleeping?" asked Wen Xing, even cautiously.

If Song Jing insisted on leaving, he didn't have the guts to force Song Jing to stay, and he didn't have the ability either.

Song Jing didn't speak right away, but Xiang Wenxing's eyes lit up, and he turned around and said, "Immediately let the chef prepare the meals, all of which require meat. Sister Jing, I'll take you to the room first."

Song Jing followed him without saying a word.

Xiang Wenxing was a fine person, so he took Song Jing directly to the courtyard where Shi Yan lived, "Sister Jing, take a bath first, and I'll have someone bring the food here in a while."

"En. Thank you." Song Jing entered the room and found that it was not a guest room, so he turned his head and glanced at Xiang Wenxing.

Xiang Wenxing smiled, "This is Brother Yan's bedroom, so I can't go in. Sister Jing, I'll go to Brother Yan's first and then take a look." After saying that, he ran away quickly.

Song Jing stood at the door for two seconds, clicked his tongue before stepping into the bedroom.

It seems that everyone thinks that she and Shi Yan are already a couple.

This should be the house that Shi Yan lived in. The decoration in the bedroom is simpler than that in the old house of Shi's house. The bed is not a wooden canopy bed, but Simmons.

Song Jing opened the cloakroom, took a Shiyan hoodie familiarly, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Shi Yan's stature is much taller than hers, and when she puts on Shi Yan's sweater, the hem of the dress can almost cover half of her thighs.

I don’t know if Shi Yan’s clothes are specially scented with incense after they are washed. Every piece of clothing has a cool and faint fragrance that is different from perfume. Fragrance.

After Song Jing took a shower and dried his hair, the food was delivered.

She ate and slept on Shiyan's bed.

Whether it is on the pillow or the quilt, there is a faint woody fragrance, which is unique to Shiyan, a very special smell.

Cold and domineering, and completely unreasonable, he couldn't be driven away.

Song Jing frowned, pulled down the quilt that covered his nose a little annoyed, and then closed his eyes to sleep.

Probably because of her restlessness, she didn't sleep well this time, it was full of vague and bloody dreams one after another.

Song Jing suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with blood, with a murderous look, and he turned his head coldly to look at the bedside.

Shi Yan was standing beside the bed, with his bandaged upper body bare and only a coat draped over his shoulders.

The two looked at each other, Shi Yan spoke first, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Song Jing didn't speak.

Shi Yan suddenly smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, his expression was cold, "Is there a fiancé who still sleeps in my bed and wears my clothes? What are you trying to do?"

"Deliberately seduce me and hang me?"