Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

Mu Jing smiled and rubbed Yuan Lin's head, "Have the medicines been packed?"

"It's still a little short. Brother Jing, do you want to check to see if we got it right? Is there anything missing?"

"No, I only know cold medicine and safflower oil."

This sentence left Yuan Lin speechless. After he went to the cabinet to get some medicine, he put his bulging backpack on his back, then picked up Zhou Qiyang's and said, "Brother Yang has fainted. We have to wait for him to wake up." Come here and then..."

Before he could say anything, Mu Jing picked him up and lifted him up easily, saying, "Let's go."

"..." She looked so relaxed, as if she was not holding a person weighing more than a hundred kilograms, but a ball of cotton.

Yuan Lin couldn't help but look at his arm. They looked similar, so why was there such a big difference?

I carried the person upstairs easily, and when I was about to kick the door open in front of the operating room, the door opened from the inside.

Almost the moment Yin Ze saw someone holding someone in her arms, the anticipation in his eyes turned to ice. He turned to the side with an expressionless face and let them go in first. After closing the door, he followed. them.

"What happened?"

He felt a little unhappy, but his reason reminded him that he shouldn't get emotional over such an extenuating matter, and he needed to calm down.

"I came across something interesting."

When Mu Jing was thinking about where to put Zhou Qiyang, the person held by her princess woke up.

Zhou Qiyang was a little confused at first, and then he saw Mu Jing looking down at him, unable to turn his head and looking at her with confusion, as if he was thinking about why she was above him.

"Now that you're awake, there's no need to continue holding her."

Yin Ze's words were like a lot of fine ice slag mixed with them, and they penetrated into Zhou Qiyang's ears. He opened his eyes wide and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Mu Jing raised his eyebrows and didn't forget to hold the man's shoulders when he put him down, "Are you dizzy?"

Zhou Qiyang stood there for a while. After adapting, he shook his head and said, "I must have just woken up, so I'm still a little dizzy. It's okay."

"Um."

Withdrawing your hand, your index finger hooked his chin, making him look up.

Shining the light on the fish scales growing on his neck, he said: "Ban Cao, if you don't do it right, your head might turn into a fish head."

Zhou Qiyang continued to raise his head as she asked, "What do you mean?"

"Brother Yang, you have fish scales on your neck."

Yuan Lin didn't feel terrible about all the strange phenomena. Instead, he looked at his neck with wonder. He wanted to reach out and touch it. At the same time, he turned to Mu Jing and asked, "Brother Jing, can this thing be touched?" ?"

"As soon as the slime dries."

After Yuan Lin heard this answer, he observed it carefully and found that it was indeed done. Then he stretched out his finger with relief and touched the fish scales on his neck, "Brother Yang, how do you feel now? "

Zhou Qiyang raised his head and looked at him sideways, "If I want to chop off your hand, does it count?"

Yuan Lin looked at Mu Jing nervously, "Brother Jing, is Brother Yang infected? His temper suddenly became so bad."

"It will be affected to some extent, but it will not lead to infection."

"oh……"

Yuan Lin was a little relieved, but when he saw Zhou Qiyang lowering his head and touching his neck, he couldn't help but asked worriedly: "Brother Yang, do you feel any pain?"

"fine."

Just being strangled, it hurts a little when I speak, "Brother Jing, will this thing always be on my body?"