"Little Nizi, you can do the needle to relieve pain by silver needles? Is it possible to give you the needle, do you know where to prick it?"

Chen Mu said in a faint voice, Qin Shu was stuffed with a silver needle in his hand.

She looked at the old man's face speechlessly, gritted her teeth and pressed down the pain from the wound, and said, "I am the wounded."

Even though she said so, she still decisively lowered her head and put an injection on her Hegu acupoint.

Chen Mu saw her flowing movements and said in an unknown way: "At a young age, he is very capable, no wonder that Pan Zhongyu is not your opponent."

After saying that, he handed her another silver needle.

Qin Shu couldn't figure out what he meant, so he didn't speak.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she pricked the second silver needle, and the pain in the wound was replaced by the gradually spreading numbness.

Chen Mu put on sterile gloves, took out the needle and thread, and helped her sew the wound.

While sewing, he said quietly: "If you hadn't sacrificed yourself to save me just now, I wouldn't have given you this silver needle to relieve pain. You young people are arrogant and do not know how to keep a low profile. You should have suffered a little more. ”

Now Qin Shu heard it, he actually had some resentment towards him.

She thought about it and couldn't help but say, "I don't think I'm doing something wrong with the vaccine."

Chen Mu raised his eyes and glanced at her. His eyes were very deep and he could not see joy or anger.

After a while, he suddenly smiled and nodded, "This is a good word."

Qin Shu was stunned.

Did he actually agree with himself?

Chen Mu saw her reaction in his eyes, and raised his gray-white eyebrows, "Did you think I would hold a grudge against you and take revenge on the vaccine?"

Qin Shu's thoughts were seen through and he was a little embarrassed.

Chen Mu snorted and continued, "I am so old, and I can still be clear about the right and wrong. If you think I am the kind of narrow-minded old man, then it's just that you are a little shitty boy. ”

He said one word from the left of the little girl and another one from the little shit, as if he treated Qin Shu as a young man and was born to train him.

Although, regardless of their seniority or qualifications, Qin Shu is indeed a few parts apart from him.

Just thinking that the two of them represented Chu's family and the National Hospital, which clearly had a stance that was incompatible with each other, Qin Shu still felt a strange feeling.

She thought for a while and asked tentatively: "Do you and Vice President Pan have a bad relationship?"

It would be fine if Qin Shu didn't say this, but as soon as he said it, Chen Mu's face changed suddenly.

A little unhappy appeared on his face, which had no expression, and glared at Qin Shu, "What's wrong? I'll say I don't hold a grudge against you, so I came to ask about the internal affairs of my hospital?"

Seeing his reaction, Qin Shu knew that he was right.

It seems that Dean Chen and Pan Zhongyu are not the same as each other, they have misunderstood before.

The vaccine was obviously caused by Pan Zhongyu himself, but it ended up taking the blame in the National Hospital. It was not that Director Chen did not hold grudges, but that he knew that the culprit was Pan Zhongyu, and he would also be responsible for the settlement of the score.

Unlike the rumors, Dean Chen is quite wise.
Chapter completed!