This Navy is Rude

"it is good."

In the huge bridal shop, only three people's footsteps sounded from time to time.

The fearful professional photographer, Hailan who patiently followed Ai Yin, and Ai Yin who came and went in and out like a swallow.

Hailan is getting married?

Not really.

This trip was strongly requested by Ain.

She said that if there is any accident in the operation, or if Luo is powerless to deal with her soul injury, she hopes to leave her most beautiful appearance to Hailan in the few remaining time.

"Then this one, Hailan, what do you think?"

"You look good in anything."

Under the professional guidance of a beautiful photographer with a sassy short hair and a neutral beauty, Ain finally confirmed a wedding dress.

Flowers on the head, long skirts, and snow-like long hair, Ai Yin at this moment is like a queen who has stepped out of the ice and snow.

"Crack!"

The photographer gave an OK gesture: "Perfect!"

The camera phone bug faithfully recorded Ain's beauty.

The photographer beckoned to Hai Lan, and boldly invited, "Come over, too, the groom, and take a group photo together."

"it is good."

The lights flickered, and the handsome men and women in suits and wedding dresses clearly reappeared on the photo, but the bride in the group photo was a little less beautiful and a little more shy than when she was alone.

At this moment, the Ice Queen seemed to have turned into a little princess who was about to get married.

……

The time for surgery arrived as scheduled.

At the door of the operating room, Hai Lan walked to Luo's side and tried to ask, "Is her body... all right?"

"No problem."

Luo glanced at Ai Yin who was lying on the operating table in a wedding dress, and nodded.

With Luo's consent, Ai Yin was slowly pushed into the operating room by the nurses.

Ai Yin held the group photo in her hand, and her vision gradually became hazy.

Hai Lan comforted: "Don't worry, nothing will happen, I'll wait for you here. Don't forget the agreement between us, I still owe you a wedding."

Ai Yin on the operating table smiled, she stopped looking at Hai Lan, and looked at the photo she just took in her hand, how she wished this was the wedding photo of the two of them.

Many people were worried about the bride on the operating table, and even Rosindi was restless, but all this brought us the severe contempt of the surgeon.

What's the big deal?As for?No one really believes in my medical skills?

Luo walked into the operating room slowly with cold steps.

In fact, this kind of operation to treat soul injuries doesn't even need a knife, so Luo said that Ai Yin's wedding dress is completely fine.

The door of the operating room was slowly closed, and a spherical film spread out. The space was not large, but it was enough to completely wrap the operating room.

The foam-like space film that seems to burst if you poke it lightly seems to divide the human world into two worlds.

One is life and separation, and the other is death and separation.

"ROOM!"

Chapter 820 The Guest of the Revolutionary Army

The 18 hours of living like a year finally passed.

The door of the operating room opened slowly, and the first person to walk out of the operating room was not the chief surgeon Luo, nor other medical experts, but Ai Yin who was wearing a wedding dress and smiling.

"Hailan!"

Perhaps because of being too excited, Ai Yin ignored the gazes of others, and threw herself directly into Hai Lan's arms.

Hai Lan looked at Ai Yin with concern, and asked softly, "Is it better?"

"Ok!"

Ain nodded vigorously, like a little girl.

Hai Lan gently hugged Ai Yin's forehead to his chest, he looked up and saw Luo was slowly walking out of the operating room being held up.

"What's going on? What the hell is going on here?"

Seeing Luo's weak appearance, like an old hen protecting her cubs, Luo Xidi sat up from the bench, fell a big somersault with a "snap", and moved around In front of Luo.

Luo smiled softly: "Mr. Carat, you are really as stupid as before, and the embarrassment is thrown into the new era."

Rossindi ignored Luo's joke. He took Luo from the assistant's hands, carefully supported him, and checked his body, although he couldn't understand anything: "How did you become like this? What happened? ? Could it be..."

Luo said lightly: "I'm just tired. As you know, the fruit of surgery consumes far more energy than other devil fruits."

At this time, the assistant suddenly said: "For the past 18 hours, Mr. Luo has been maintaining a high-intensity work, you should let him take a rest as soon as possible."