Chapter 2433 Single Cycle Red Wedding Dress

"It really scares people to death? Brother Yun, you are so brave to play this kind of music."

Old He said tremblingly.

"I like Teacher Wu's style of music, simple, clean, and unaffected." Su Yundao, "Scaring people to death is a rumor in the world, and it is an appropriate exaggeration. Don't you know this rhetorical technique? You used to be a physical education teacher in Chinese. taught?"

【Mom is optimistic about my red wedding dress, don't let me die too early too early】

Just as he was speaking, the singing sounded.

Some kind of avant-garde experimental music tune with lyrics, plus the parasitic fetus under the semi-permeable membrane in front of me...

Lao He felt his legs were a little weak and wanted to go to the toilet. There were bursts of pain from the prostate. He tried his best to overcome some physical needs and stood in front of the operating table without stage fright.

What the hell is this! If someone else let it go, even Director Xu, Lao He would have to be impatient with him.

But it was played by Brother Yun, and it was played randomly. Although Lao He was scared, he didn't move. Because he heard Su Yun humming softly, as if he was doing a chorus.

Young, courageous, strong firepower, not afraid of ghosts and ghosts, Lao He thought to himself.

"Xiaocao, are you alright?" Seeing that Quan Xiaocao stopped trembling, Lao He hurriedly asked cautiously.

"He... He... Teacher, please help me." Quan Xiaocao whispered.

Lao He quickly glanced at the various values ​​and found that nothing happened before he came to Quan Xiaocao's side.

【Your hair falling late at night; you closed your eyes late at night; this is a secret agreement; belongs to me belongs to you】

The singing continued, and the lyrics were not bad, but coupled with that weird style of music, there was a strange atmosphere in the entire operating room.

"Xiaocao, what's the matter?" Lao He asked.

"Mr. He, help me. I'll sit for a while. My legs are a little soft." Quan Xiaocao's body was stiff, and after saying a few words, her upper and lower teeth began to collide, making a rattling sound.

Lao He sighed in his heart, what Boss Zheng said was right, if Xiaocao was standing on the operating table, would she be able to pull the hook just like her? help?

Nonsense, it's a disservice.

He held onto Quan Xiaocao's arm, and could clearly feel a layer of fine bumps on the skin of Quan Xiaocao's forearm. The hands and arms were cold and cold, like a piece of ice.

"Look at you, let me help you out." Lao He said.

"No, I'll just sit for a while." Quan Xiaocao has her stubbornness, and she still wants to finish watching such a rare operation. This is the accumulation of clinical experience, and everyone has come this way.

Lao He had no choice but to help Quan Xiaocao walk to the corner and sit on the small round stool. Lao He was quite considerate, he found a surgical gown for Quan Xiaocao to wear on his body.

Although doing so can't comfort Quan Xiaocao's panic, it can protect the temperature to some extent.

【The wedding dress is red; the poison is white】

The singing continued.

"Brother Yun, this song sounds so scary." Lao He whispered.

"Well, according to this song, countless ghost stories have been made up on the Internet." Su Yundao, "You can know what kind of stories they are from the lyrics. There is nothing new, and it is not scary."

Lao He thought to himself, it's just...isn't it scary?

Instead of returning to the patient's head, he stood behind Boss Zheng and asked his assistant to watch the ventilator and monitor.

Boss Zheng's side is still a little warmer, and the yang energy is really strong. In addition, the entire operating room seemed to be like an ice cave, too cold to speak.

"Boss, your operation is too slow." Su Yun said with a little doubt: "What are you thinking?"

Zheng Ren didn't speak, but tapped the suction device in Su Yun's hand with his hand, signaling the suction device to follow.

Feng Jianguo looked at the parasitic fetus in front of him and heard the red wedding dress in his ears, he was more scared than Quan Xiaocao.

Xingfu Avenue was not the first batch of rock bands, but they were the pillars that appeared when the rock scene in the capital was in decline.

Who wasn't a rock n' roll youth when he was young?

Lao He didn't know the song, but Feng Jianguo did. This is a song that he never dared to listen to again after he heard it once back then, but he didn't expect to have a parasitic fetus operation, so he came across it and it became the background music.

As if revisiting the old days, Feng Jianguo stared blankly at Boss Zheng performing the operation, but his eyes looked at the parasitic fetus from time to time.

Some people say that this song is a story between a heartbroken man and a woman, but Feng Jianguo's first thought after listening to this song was abortion.

Whether it's words or music, or even the picture in front of them, they are extremely consistent.

If Feng Jianguo hadn't swiped his hands to come to the stage, and the patient came to him, he might have escaped by now.

Grit your teeth and listen, it will end soon, Feng Jianguo thought to himself.

[One night spring night is not my fault, one night spring night is not my fault. 】

In slightly odd words, the song ends.

Feng Jianguo let out a long breath, and it was finally over. He glanced at Su Yun with some resentment, feeling particularly dissatisfied.

The slightly rustic Good Luck is so nice in retrospect, in fact, no matter what the song is, it is better than this red wedding dress.

It's not that the song is bad, but the song is simply too appropriate for the situation.

Especially in the last few sentences, Feng Jianguo seemed to have heard the cry of the parasite, and he was even worried that the parasite pointed at him and said that he had killed him.

At this time, Feng Jianguo really missed the song Good Luck.

[One night spring night is not my fault, one night spring night is not my fault. 】

While the last sentence was repeated repeatedly, a song of red wedding dress finally came to an end...

MD, who knows whose fault it is. I can't think too much about this matter, if I think too much, scenes of ghost stories from Liaozhai will appear in my mind, and I can't get rid of it.

Feng Jianguo's second assistant was almost a decoration. Boss Zheng was doing the operation steadily on the operating table, and Su Yun was cooperating with him humming the red wedding dress. Even the five-year-old and three-year-old male equipment nurse was a little timid, and looked around from time to time.

Let's end it quickly, Boss Zheng's operation is really slow, can't you hurry up, Feng Jianguo thought to himself.

But the music was melodious, and the second random song was the red wedding dress again.

Randomly playing two combos, how did such a low-probability event come together? !

Both Lao He and Feng Jianguo were taken aback. Su Yun said with a smile, "It seems that this song is really lucky."

Can this be considered good luck? !

Lao He was speechless.

Zheng Ren stretched out his hand and said, "Big hook, straighten it."

"Straighten what?" The equipment nurse asked with a slightly trembling voice. He was distracted just now and didn't hear the first half of what Boss Zheng said.

"Brother, what are you thinking? How else can you straighten a curved one?" Su Yun said contemptuously: "On the operating table, apart from the big curved hooks that can be straightened, what else can you straighten?"