Feng Yin nodded slightly, no reply.
But they are just passing by in life, and she doesn’t care much.
Although to outsiders, she risked her life to save a baby and a discouraged mother, it is really nothing to Feng Yin.
She calculated that she would be fine.
Just do it easily.
“Show her hands!”
Li Sanyi could no longer hold it back. Everyone else listened to Feng Yin’s speech, and he kept looking at Feng Yin’s bleeding palms.
Feng Yin was helped down the stairs and went into the nursing room with a noble treatment. A very professional surgeon treated her wounds.
When the blood-soaked gauze was lifted, everyone took a breath.
“Are you stupid? You don’t know how to talk!”
Li Sanyi was really angry. The wound was shocking and his skin was full of flesh.
How did she not say anything!
Is this the Feng Yin that I had to rest because my hands cut my skin!
“Who do you think is stupid?”
Feng Yin’s eyes were slightly raised, his tone was oppressed, and Li San was cowardly in one second.
“I’m stupid, I’m stupid, my ancestor, you are still an artist, this hand–“
“Quiet.”
Feng Yin silenced everyone, and the doctor also opened his mouth to drive them out.
In the room, only doctors, nurses and Feng Yin were left.
“Feng Yin, your hand is really serious. You should shoot a movie. I am afraid of hurting the bones or tendons inside.”
“Don’t worry, I don’t know what to do.”
The doctor looked at Feng Yin with disagreement, and even threatened Officer Wang to come in.
“Do you think I will listen?”
“If you don’t listen to the police, you must listen to the doctor. I won’t hurt you! Take a video, otherwise I won’t sew it for you.”
“Then I’ll leave.”
Feng Yin left when she said that, but was stopped by the doctor again. In the doctor’s sighs, he sewed the wound.