Wen Yan: "......"

After Wen Yan signed the "deed of sale", Liu Ting took out another agreement.

"Why don't you sign this by the way?"

"What is this?"

"Well, this is a body donation consent form, which means that you agree to donate your body to me after you die." Liu Ting was full of anticipation, and his eyes lit up.

Liu Ting's hobby is known to the entire population in Luohaisen Hospital.

Collect organs, collect remains.

There is an entire room in the hospital that is dedicated to his collection.

They are soaked in glass jars with a special liquid.

Filled the room.

Liu Ting likes to study these things, and for him, this is his learning material.

Although his learning materials are a bit difficult for ordinary people to accept.

But that's what he did.

His research has provided a lot of theoretical basis for the development of other disciplines.

Liu Ting added: "Of course, I'm not expecting you to die early, you can live as long as you can, even if you die, you won't be conscious anyway, and the body will be left to me." ”

Wen Yan: "If nothing else, the normal time of death is about the same as you should be." ”

Liu Ting: "Maybe I can live two years longer than you?" If you live to be eighty and I live to be eighty-two, then I will still be able to get your body. ”

Wen Yan: "You are eighty-two, what's the use of wanting my body?" ”

Liu Ting: "Then what you said is not right, with my knife work, this technique, even if I am eighty-two, I can still cut your body well, put the organs into different types and put them in the jar, do a good job of embalming, put them on the shelf, and display them." ”

"I really wasn't looking forward to it at all."

At this time, the door of the ward opened, and Li Zhuojia came in.

Seeing the scene in the room, Li Zhuojia guessed.

"Are you fooling a patient into donating his body to you again?"

"Hey, hey, hey." Liu Ting hurriedly changed the topic, "Lao Li, what are you doing here?" ”

"Let's see if Mr. Wen has woken up, and by the way, I will inform you to cook."

"No, it's okay for me to chop vegetables, but let me cook, you know my cooking skills. The result is not that I am alone, but that we are the whole hospital. ”

Generally speaking, Liu Ting is only responsible for chopping vegetables, not for burning.

"But the two people who are the best at cooking in our hospital have fallen, so you can only go up." Li Zhuojia said.

The two best at cooking in the hospital are Jian Yiling and Jian Yunmo.

When Jian Yiling was on the island, it was Jian Yiling who cooked.

When Jian Yiling was not there, Jian Yunmo was on it.

Although Jian Yunmo's cooking is not as delicious as Jian Yiling, it is definitely delicious.

But today, for Wen Yan's operation, Jian Yiling and Jian Yunmo were tired after fighting for thirteen hours.

"Okay, okay, don't blame me for being unpalatable, we can't order takeout here anyway, there's no comparison, there's no harm, even if you dislike it, there's no other choice, you just have a little bit."

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In Jian Yiling's room, Jian Yiling was sleeping soundly, and next to her was Zhai Yunsheng.

The moment Jian Yiling walked out of the operating room, the person fainted.

Zhai Yunsheng carried her back to the room to rest.

Jian Yiling's room was the same as other wards in the hospital, pure white, clean and tidy inside, without a trace of superfluous decoration or superfluous color.

Zhai Yunsheng didn't dare to fall asleep, afraid that Jian Yiling wouldn't see him when he woke up.