Chapter 145: If you are sick, you have to cure (2)

Mu Qing is very familiar with the old lady Moran. She is a "grandmother" who is screaming and looks like a pro-grandson.
For Zhang Rong, he was also very polite and smiled and called her "mother."
The old lady and Zhang Rong liked him very much. Several people chatted passionately for a while, and the atmosphere seemed very harmonious. Except for a face that was owed to him hundreds of millions of people, his face was ugly.
After a round of circles, Mu Qing asked: "Is your grandmother doing physical examination today? I am very good at you, your spirit is so good, so you can give us a hospital!"
Meng Yiran's physical affairs, Moran and Zhang Rong have no bottom, but both of them are very worried, thinking that the doctor said that 80% is correct.
Otherwise, he has so many women outside, he is not pregnant, the only thing that is pregnant is still a congenital deficiency!
This matter was really ignored by the two of them. At this moment, Mu Qing asked, the old lady immediately said: "Good boy, not grandma to see a doctor, I am taking Aran to see a doctor."
Mu Qing looked at Jing Yiran up and down and smiled and said: "Is he not very good? No injuries!"
Although it was a little difficult to tell, but the old lady was over seventy years old, she had already seen it for a long time. She paused and lowered her voice: "It’s not a hurt, I want to have a grandson, you look for it. An expert in that area showed him that if there is a disease, then he should be treated quickly, but he can't delay it."
Mu Qing glanced at Jing Yiran leaning against the wall, seeing his face full of anger and uncomfortable, desperately holding back his smile, and he was about to take out the internal injury, but a serious saying: "Grandma does not have to find someone else, I It’s an expert in this area! You can rest assured that it’s best to be ill, and you’ll be cured by illness. You can have a grandson next year!

The old lady likes to listen to such words at this time. The face suddenly smiles and blooms. It is full of reassurance: "Well, Grandma knows that your medical skills are superb, then Aran will give it to you!"
Mu Qing thought, I said that you can hold a great grandson next year, but it is not the one in front of you, but the grandson of your grandson Jing Yichen!
He nodded to the old lady, and looked at Jing Yiran with some strange eyes, and the anger of Jing Yiran brows.
Soon, Jing Yiran was pushed into the operating room by the old lady and Zhang Rong, and began to let Mu Qing check him.
"Come on, there are two scenes, take off your pants!"
Jing Yiran glanced at him, his face suddenly lost the kind of anxiety and anger, and the beautiful face showed a smile of evil: "This son can not be a male wind, only those who are chest-like! However, if you have to wait for me, I can barely consider it, but this place can't be done, I have to change a big bed!"
Wood Qing didn't care, wearing a mask and rubber gloves, and smiling like a smile: "I hope you can talk to me so domineering after a while."
Jing Yiran snorted and just taunted a few words. He saw Mu Qing pick up a white cotton swab and swayed from his eyes, and then he fell down with powerlessness.
Mu Qing grabbed him, and a princess hugged him to the operating table. Then he took off his Jingyiran pants with his eyes, revealing his red panties.
Jing Yiran's body is soft and has no strength, but it is very normal to perceive everything. See Mu Qing take off his pants and sigh: "Mu Qing, you can do it again, Laozi will kill you!"
Mu Qing did not hear the ear, and immediately took off his red without stopping, revealing his little escape.
"Hey, the money is not small! No wonder the songs and dances are flattened every day, and you can't eat them. However, your kidney loss is affirmative. Go back and give you some medicine. Go back to the water and drink for a year and a half. It will be added back."
Mu Qingqi praised, not in the mood to kill the eyes, but also kindly reminded him: "Don't move, I have to take the needle, you can't care if you mess with me. In addition, this needle will go down. There is a little bit of pain. The people you have been despised by Jingda are not ghosts and ghosts all the year round. I think you can still bear this pain."
He said, the needle in his hand went down towards Xiao Jing.
The miserable screams in the operating room lasted for a long time. I was waiting for the outside Zhang Rong to feel distressed. I couldn’t help but ask the old lady: "Mom, you said that Aran will not have anything? How to cure a disease will hurt like this. ?"
Moran had no bottom in her heart, but she believed in Mu Qing’s medical skills and comforted her:
Do not worry, it’s okay, it may be painful to cure the disease.

Half an hour later, Mu Qing finally took the needle and pinched Jing Yiran's mouth to give him a bottle of medicine. Then he stopped and began to pack equipment and drugs.
"Hey, what are you doing so loudly? This operating room is not soundproof. The outside people must have heard it. If it is misunderstood, it will be bad. I am not good at male style. I only like those chests." The beauty of the awkward!" He returned the words he had just said to Jing Yiran, and saw him with a white face, all the pains of the five senses were distorted, and some gloating.
Last time he took Shangguan Ning out of the hospital, and she almost died. As a result, he could only call the old man to the hospital to save people in the middle of the night.
It was so dangerous at the time, and I was not careful when I was accidentally on the official. Mu Qing is angry with Shangguan Ning, this time just happened to report the enemy.
Jing Yiran's lower body was almost by the wooden green needle. The painful sweaty face, a handsome face was pale, and the peach eyes in the eyes of the two souls were not warm at all. If the eyes can kill, it is estimated that Mu Qing will die a hundred times.
After a quarter of an hour, the medicine gradually passed, Jing Yiran finally recovered his ability to move. He refused to take the same pain in his heart. He slammed the collar of Mu Qing and gave him a punch.
In the green nose, there was blood immediately, and he was so cold that he was so cold.
Jing Yiran still wants to play again, but Mu Qing does not care: "If you try again, I will let you waste in this life, really be an eunuch!"
Jing Yiran’s hand in his ear was stiff for a moment, but he finally got back and gnashed his teeth.
Mu Qing let the nosebleed down, and did not wipe it, so that when she went out to see the old lady, she would let her know that he was beaten by her baby grandson and earned some personal feelings.
In that place, if the needle is wrong, Jing Yiran will be completely finished for the rest of his life! Even though he has hated the dead, he has to hold back his raging anger.
What Mu Qing has just done is not a joke. There is absolutely a problem with today. When he comes up, he will give himself a needle. Nothing is done at all. It is obviously premeditated!
And the person who refers to Mu Qing, Jing Yiran does not need to think.
Jing Yichen!