Chapter 656 Nocturne

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Ye Hong took a deep breath and came to the bed with the golden needle.

And just when he was about to start the treatment, the data in his eyes changed again.

"Ding! Due to the emotional fluctuations of the target, the cure success rate has dropped to 90%."

Ye Hong looked at Ye Zhinuo's nervous expression and said gently, "Breathe calmly, don't you believe me, brother? What are you nervous about?"

"Brother, it's not that I don't believe you, but this group of people outside has been watching us, and it's a little panic!"

Ye Hong looked back and was looking at the previous inquiry.

There is such a theory: the reason why most people are afraid of doctors is because you are no different from a guinea pig in the eyes of a doctor.

And being watched by so many doctors at the same time, let alone Ye Zhinuo, even Ye Hong felt like he was lying on the experimental bench.

He frowned slightly and began to regret agreeing to the hospital's request for observation.

But now that it is like this, it doesn't make sense to send them all away.

What made Ye Hong most helpless was that Jiang Guchan once explained that ancient Qi therapy is best used when the patient is awake.

Because when the patient is awake, the breath is strong, and it can more smoothly coordinate with the conditioning of the external breath.

So giving Ye Zhinuo anesthesia is even more impossible.

In desperation, Ye Hong had to turn his head and smiled at Ye Zhinuo: "Brother, can I sing to you?"

"Singing?" Ye Zhinuo suddenly became interested, and his nervousness disappeared temporarily. He giggled at Ye Hong and teased: "Come on, I don't know about your tone-deaf voice?"

Ye Hong smiled slightly, and suddenly opened his throat, a beautiful tone accompanied by an intoxicating singing voice, rippling in the ward.

Ye Zhinuo suddenly looked startled, and memories flashed in his eyes.

This song is a song that brothers and sisters used to fight with each other when they were still sleeping on the bunk.

Whenever one of the two brothers and sisters wanted to play a prank and prevent the other from falling asleep, they would deliberately sing the song so hard to torture the other.

This is a unique memory between the brother and sister.

"The same voice as the night wind - the heartbreak is very good - the hand is tapping lightly on the keyboard - the thoughts I give are very careful..."

There is no deliberately mischievous tone, only a melodious melody and a low-pitched reverberating style.

This is Ye Hong's solo performance for Ye Zhinuo, a nocturne that only she is qualified to listen to in the world.

Ye Hong's night, Ye Zhinuo's night.

"Ding! Trigger entry-level soothing ability, trigger entry-level emotional appeal..."

The quiet tone and soft voice made Ye Zhinuo lie on her back on the grass under the starry sky. All the noises in her ears disappeared, leaving only a place of comfort and comfort.

Recalling Ye Hong's tyranny of desperate to seek justice for himself, and his persistence in putting down everything and curing himself, Ye Zhinuo's heart is full of warmth.

His eyes were slightly closed, and the corners of his mouth evoked a gentle smile.

Seeing that Ye Zhinuo's mood gradually calmed down, Ye Hong looked again in his eyes.

"Ding Dong! Since the target's emotional state is close to perfect, the cure success rate has risen to 99%!"

Ye Hong finally felt relieved and was ready to start his own treatment.

During this process, the patience of the doctors outside dropped by several percent.

Although they couldn't hear the voice in the ward, they were already impatient when they saw Ye Hong's delay in starting the operation.

Several doctors, deliberately amplifying their voices, began to complain.