Chapter 3552 This Forensic Doctor Is a Little Weird (15)

What is going on in their minds, mortals can't understand.

All in all, it's a bit confusing.

Strong was speechless.

Discuss what?

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

Is it true that whoever has the stronger ability to bear in the heart?

When he looked up and saw that it was her who had pushed the door open, Du Muhan mocked lightly, "I thought you had retreated."

Su Qiao: "..."

This guy, does this mouth want her to sew up with a needle?

His eyes swept across his lower body also lightly, Su Qiao sneered: "Shrink back, isn't it only you who has the ability?"

"..." Du Muhan choked instantly.

this woman... this woman...

Does this woman want to nod her face? Not at all like a woman.

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

Not to be outdone, Su Qiao turned around and prepared to visit this autopsy room, which she had never been to before.

result……

She found that she didn't know when to activate the "Mantra" skill.

'hiss'

After a deep breath, it was the sound of the scalpel falling to the ground when it was pulled tightly.

Su Qiao felt that something was wrong, so she turned around reflexively and walked over quickly.

"What's wrong?"

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

Will he get hurt?

Would you actually scratch your hand during an autopsy?

Su Qiao saw that the medical glove on his hand was torn, and blood was pouring out from his thumb, and a small pile soon dripped on the ground. He was a little anxious, and hurried to find gauze to help him stop the bleeding.

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

It's never been a mistake...it's never been a mistake...

Ever since he picked up a scalpel when he was a student, nothing like this has ever happened. He actually cut his hand.

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

No one knows whether the corpse is sick or not, and the corpse has been soaked in chemicals, and no one knows if there is anything harmful to the human body.

Du Muhan was pinned to the wall, and with that strength, he couldn't move, and his annoyed expression was replaced by a stunned expression.

This woman... what is this woman doing? Why so violent?

However, after such an interruption, 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 little deep and needs a few stitches."

Su Qiao released him, walked to the cabinet, and quickly found professional equipment and a suture bag.

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

Du Muhan looked at the suture bag in her hand, and his face instantly turned ugly: "No need, my hand will be fine."

Su Qiao always felt that this guy was a little neurotic, and gave him a sullen look: "I just cut a bit of flesh, and it's not an amputation, what can be a big deal?"

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

Du Muhan was a little irritable, and suddenly became angry: "Can you shut up? I said, my hand will be fine!"

Su Qiao frowned.

The behavior of this man is too strange.

"You're so afraid that something will happen to your hands?"

"I'm afraid you don't know how to deal with the wound quickly, and you were still there just now in a daze?"