292: C292 If You Don't Write It I'll Write It for You

C292 If You Don't Write It I'll Write It for You

Zhou Rann was not in a hurry to speak. He gave Qin Luo a deep look and sighed. He then said, "It's fine if you don't want to."

Everyone felt a little better.

But in the next second, they were completely petrified.

Zhou Rann said slowly, "If you don't want to write it, then let me write it for you."

"But in that case, I need to be in the second position."

... ""

Zhuang Rui's legs trembled, and he almost fell to the ground.

What the f * ck was this? Is this some kind of service? Qin Luo did not want to write anything, but Zhou Rann kept writing. He even helped Qin Luo write for him.

And the signature was the second work! Oh my god, the person who wrote it definitely had the ability to rank in the first piece.

Zhuang Rui could not understand. How much dog shit did Qin Luo step on to be taken care of by Zhou Rann like this?

Should he step on dog shit as well? Zhuang Rui thought to himself.

"I'm so sorry." Qin Luo smiled and said shyly, "Why don't you line up first? I'll just line up second."

... ""

Ghost, what the hell is this bashfulness? Shouldn't he humbly refuse at this time?

Facing the shy Qin Luo, everyone was once again speechless.

As a person, one shouldn't be so shameless!

... "It's fine. This is your innovation. How can I snatch your spot?" Zhou Rann said with a smile, "This matter is settled."

It was settled just like that? Hehehe... Zhuang Rui suddenly wanted to crash into the wall.

"Thank you, Director Zhou." Qin Luo smiled and looked at the wounded person who was crying on the hospital bed. "Let's start saving people."

Zhou Rann's eyes lit up. He smiled and said, "Save people, save people, hahaha."

The entire Northern Mountain People's Hospital's Emergency Department became Qin Luo's stage.

He held the needle in his hand and walked among the wounded. Every time a doctor wanted to perform a suture, he would hear Qin Luo shout, "Put him down, let me do it!"

For a moment, the ward was filled with strong malicious intent.

Debridement and suturing. Qin Luo was like a tireless suture machine. In less than two minutes, a patient would be sutured.

One, two, five, ten...

In the blink of an eye, a patient had finished suturing.

This scene stunned everyone.

Very quickly, Qin Luo's treatment came to an end. There were no patients suitable for him to suture in the huge Northern Mountain People's Hospital.

However, Qin Luo did not have too many regrets.

The remaining patients who needed surgery were not within the scope that Qin Luo could handle.

Besides, Qin Luo had been handsome for many years, so he was not interested in being handsome anymore.2

He generously gave the remaining opportunities to others.

"Doctor Qin, thank you. You are so handsome." On the hospital bed, a beautiful girl who was about the same age as Qin Luo stared at him with her big sparkling eyes.

"Little sister, you are very honest." Qin Luo's handsome face turned up. He narrowed his eyes and smiled. "I have been handsome for many years."

... ""

Everyone's legs went soft, and they fell to their knees.

- -

Qin Luo took off his doctor's coat and stood behind the hospital door with his ears twisted.

Behind him, a group of young nurses were whispering to each other. Judging from the twitching corners of their eyes, Qin Luo was sure that they were laughing very happily.

It was over, it was over. The glorious image that he had painstakingly built up was gone just like that.

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