Chapter 3553： This forensic doctor is a bit weird (15)

Chapter 3553 This forensic doctor is a bit weird (15)

Mortal people can’t understand what they are thinking.

In short, it's just a bit fascinating.

The strong son is speechless.

What to discuss?

One is a forensic doctor and the other is a psychological profiler. What can you learn from each other?

Is it really possible to learn who is more capable of withstanding?

Looking up and seeing her who pushed the door in, Du Muhan sneered slightly: "I thought you had retracted."

Su Qiao: "..."

This guy, do you want her to sew this mouth with a needle?

gaze faintly across his lower body, Su Qiao sneered: "Retract, isn't it the only thing you can do?"

"..." Du Muhan was choked instantly.

This woman...this woman...

Does this woman need to point her face? Doesn't look like a woman at all.

"Pay attention, don't overturn the car on the spot, it will be funny."

After an unwilling ridicule, Su Qiao turned around and prepared to visit this anatomy room that he had never been to before.

Result...

She found that she didn’t know when she inspired the skill ‘Mantra’.

‘咝’

After a deep breath, the sound of the scalpel falling to the ground is the sound of the scalpel being pulled tightly.

Su Qiao felt wrong, turned around reflexively and walked over quickly.

"what's happenin?"

Du Muhan stared at the bleeding wound on his finger, his face was very ugly.

He is actually injured?

actually scratched his hand during the dissection?

Su Qiao saw that the medical gloves on his hand had been torn, and the blood was constantly pouring out from his thumb. There was a small amount of dripping on the ground quickly, and he was a little anxious, so he hurried to find gauze to help him stop the bleeding.

Du Muhan was in a bad mood, and pushed her away: "Go away!"

This is a mistake that has never been made...this is a mistake that has never been made...

Since when he was a student, he picked up the scalpel. Nothing like this has ever happened before. He actually cut his hand.

Su Qiao was so angry that he stepped forward and pushed him to one side of the wall, and then violently pressed his body with his knees: "Shut up, don't hurry up and bandage, and do another test? Are you? Do you want to die?"

No one knows whether this corpse is sick or not, and the corpse has been soaked in chemicals, nor does it know if there is anything harmful to the human body.

Du Muhan was suppressed on the wall, and the strength still made him unable to move, and his annoyed expression was replaced by dumbfoundedness.

This woman...what the **** is this woman doing? Why is it so violent?

However, after such interruptions, he gradually calmed down.

Looking at Su Qiao who was disinfecting himself and preparing to bandage, he reached out and took the gauze in her hand: "I'll do it myself.

"The wound is a bit deep, and it takes a few stitches."

Su Qiao let go of him, walked to the cabinet, and quickly found professional equipment and suture kits.

Fortunately, because it is an autopsy room, the stuff here is quite complete.

Du Muhan looked at the stitched bag in her hand, and his face suddenly became difficult to look: "No need, there will be nothing wrong with my hands."

Su Qiao always felt that this guy was a little nervous, and gave him an angry look: "Just a bit of skin and flesh, and it's not amputation, what can happen?"

"But I still have to do a related test in a while. I don't know if the corpse is sick or not."

Du Muhan was a little irritable, and suddenly started a fire: "Can you shut up? I said, there will be nothing wrong with my hands!"

Su Qiao frowned.

The man’s performance is a little too strange.

"I'm so afraid that something will happen to my hands?"

"I'm afraid you didn't know how to deal with the wound quickly. Was there just in a daze?"

(End of this chapter)