The busy days like this always pass very quickly, the patients on both sides of the hospital villa turn around, and they have to appease a certain young man who thinks that his own relatives and girlfriends share their personal time too much with those irrelevant people, and he has become dark and swarthy because he has been left out in the cold, and Jane Er has been a little anxious these days. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Fortunately, the treatment of Xiao Vincent has finally ended today, at least the treatment that she can complete is completed, and the rest of the recovery and rehabilitation and the like, Jian Er took a look, although all the methods of xxx hospital are very different from our Z doctors, but in the end, they have the same goal, at least it is enough to deal with the situation of Xiao Vincent.

So Jane waved her little hand, with the gratitude of the Melian family, and left Dr. Clark and Dr. Brown, who were more and more confused from the beginning to the end, and flashed directly. It's just that when she thinks of the dark circles on the faces of these two doctors who can be regarded as absolute authority in their own fields, which are comparable to the giant pandas of our country, Jian Er wants to be happy.

Because she hadn't heard Melian tell her privately in the past few days, the two doctors were about to be stunned by Jane'er.

Looking at little Vincent's leg day by day, and this is not only visible to the naked eye, but also proved by their various scientific instruments (this is with Jane's consent, as long as there is no medicine, they can check Little Vincent's condition as much as possible), little Vincent's leg from the original necrotic to amputation, to now, at least in their examination results, this is just an ordinary small fracture, but this recovery is not so good, may leave some sequelae. However, this result is much better than the previous direct amputation.

But God testifies that they really can't figure out how they can be cured of this disease just by a few needles piercing left and right on the human body, and without even taking medicine.

There seems to be an inevitable connection between this needle pricking person and the recovery of Little Vincent's leg, but no matter what they think, they just can't figure out why, how these two absolutely unrelated things in their eyes are connected, and how do those needles work in the end...... , This is obviously seen from the beginning to the end with your own eyes, but the more you look at it, the more you don't understand it (Jian'er: This Z doctor is strange if you can understand it just by looking at it), which is really a huge torture for them who are obsessed with medical skills. After tossing and turning for days and not being able to sleep, it is strange that they do not change the giant panda.

However, for Dr. Clark and Dr. Brown's entanglement, Jane had only one thought in her mind, and that was - should!

I told you to look down on Doctor Z, I told you to open your mouth and close your mouth and call me a witch doctor, saying that I was a liar, retribution is coming, let's let you see it, I can't figure it out, and I will suffocate you to death!

With a little pride, a little comfort after the success of the prank, Jian Er couldn't help but laugh from time to time this day like a cat who had stolen a fish, and the mood of the whole day was good. And this good mood lasted until the evening, when she gave Miss Catherine her final recovery.

Today is a coincidence, because not only is little Vincent's last treatment today, but it is also the day when Miss Catherine ends her treatment, if nothing else, after today, Jane can finally be free and light.

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It was still the same basement, but this time the door to the basement was not as closed as before, and the materials and utensils inside had already been cleaned up by trained servants. Because Miss Catherine was pregnant, there was no incense burning in the basement, but a faint and refreshing fruity smell wafting from the basement.

With Jian'er's nose, of course, I can smell that this fresh fruity aroma is not from chemical concoctions such as air fresheners, but directly made with fresh fruits, which is estimated to be made by these blood clans who are not bad for money, after all, for these blood clans who are no longer able to eat and never get tired of their essence, there are only these small details of life that can still get some more pies. But Jian'er didn't say anything, people are not bad for money, and they can follow suit, what other opinions can she have to mention.

"Congratulations, keep it up like this, and if nothing else, the baby should be born without any problems. Gently withdrawing her little hand, Jane announced with a big smile as Prince Donald and Count Dracula watched nervously.

"Really, really?" said Miss Catherine, holding one hand to her chest and carefully protecting her abdomen with the other, still in disbelief in her excitement.

"It's true. Jane nodded affirmatively, and was not angry at Miss Catherine's questioning, for she could see that Miss Catherine was just too happy to believe what she had heard.

"You, have you arrived, Donald, our children ......," Miss Catherine squeezed Prince Donald's hand excitedly.

"Yes, yes, I heard that. Prince Donald stroked Miss Cather's hair over and over again, and though he tried to maintain his aristocratic grace and reserve, the irrepressible excitement in his eyes and the uncontrollable trembling palm had already drained his excitement.

"Song, we really don't know how to thank you. You are me, the benefactor of our Bruch," and holding Miss Catherine's hand carefully, Prince Donald thanked Jane solemnly, and made a promise, "Satan is above, and you will always be our friend of the Bruch, and we owe you a favor! ”

"Yes, yes, I heard that. Prince Donald stroked Miss Cather's hair over and over again, and though he tried to maintain his aristocratic grace and reserve, the irrepressible excitement in his eyes and the uncontrollable trembling palm had already drained his excitement.

"Song, we really don't know how to thank you. You are me, the benefactor of our Bruch," said Prince Donald, holding Miss Catherine's hand carefully, and made a solemn thanksgiving to Jane, and making a promise. (To be continued.) )