Chapter 4553： How do you want to be responsible!

"I said, are you okay now? How are you feeling, isn't it uncomfortable ..."

Zhang Xiaofan sucked at the corner of his mouth, and asked with some worry, said.

"It's okay, I'm fine, and it's still better than ever ..."

Qin Xiyan nodded a little head, smiled, and said.

"Oh, it's all right ..."

After seeing Qin Xiyan being able to answer his questions normally, Zhang Xiaofan also patted his chest and was relieved again.

Then he spoke a little, and then the words turned again and again.

"I thought that my acupuncture skills wouldn't be boring for a long time. First, my hands mistakenly made you stupid ..."

Suddenly, Qin Xiyan's bright smile instantly stiffened on his face, and the expression on his face became very wonderful.

"Zhang Xiaofan, you bastard!"

"You have been stupid, your family has been stupid!"

"You dead wood, you big fool, I hate you the most ..."

After hearing that Zhang Xiaofan actually asked himself if he had been stupid, Qin Xiyan suddenly blew up, growling loudly, and said.

"...."

Compared to Qin Xiyan, who was smashed because of Zhang Xiaofan at this time, Dr. Song on the side looked a little stunned at this time, and his jaw almost didn't hit the floor directly.

Right now, the blood clots have been successfully drained by Zhang Xiaofan through the previous awesome acupuncture.

Therefore, at this time, even if you don't need to take Qin Xiyan to do what ct {Computed Tomography}.

From the perspective of Dr. Song's medical accomplishments, she can see at a glance that Qin Xiyan has now recovered from her serious illness, and there is no problem at all. She can be discharged at any time ...

Although Zhang Xiaofan drained the congestion in Qin Xiyan's skull, there was still a small wound on her smooth forehead.

After Zhang Xiaofan asked the little nurse next to him for a bottle of medical alcohol and a bottle of iodine, he simply performed a basic disinfection on the wound on Qin Xiyan's forehead.

After doing all this, Zhang Xiaofan grabbed a handful of yellow-brown powdered medicine from his pocket.

It was very casual to evenly apply this medicine to the location of Qin Xiyan's forehead wound. After doing all this, he wrapped the wound with gauze again.

"The area of ​​the wound is not small. Will there be scars after this ..."

After Zhang Xiaofan had dealt with the external wound, Qin Xiyan showed a little daughter's posture at this time. Some looked uneasily in the mirror, and kept talking about his voice in a low voice.

"With regard to the problem of leaving no scars, you can put a hundred hearts in it!"

"This gold sore medicine is prepared by myself. There is absolutely no problem. It will definitely not leave a scar."

"If not, then I'm responsible to you ..."

Zhang Xiaofan patted his chest.

"You are responsible? How do you want to be responsible!"

After hearing Zhang Xiaofan's words, Qin Xiyan couldn't care about whether he would have scars on his forehead.

She raised her small head directly, blinked the watery almond eyes, and looked at Zhang Xiaofan momentarily, waiting for his next answer ...