Chapter 292 If You Don't Write It, I Will Write It for You

Zhou Ran was not in a hurry to speak. He first took a deep look at Qin Luo, sighed, and then said, "If you don't want to, forget it."

Everyone felt a little more comfortable.

But in the next second, they were completely petrified.

I saw Zhou Ran said slowly, "If you don't want to write, then I'll help you write it."

"But in that case, I need to be ranked second."

"..."

Zhuang Rui's legs trembled violently, and he almost fell to the ground.

What is this Nima? Babysitting service? Qin Luo kept reluctant to write, but Zhou Ran kept pushing up, even at the expense of helping Qin Luo write.

And the signature is the second work! My God, the writer, definitely has the strength to rank first.

Zhuang Rui couldn't figure it out, how much shit did Qin Luo step on to get Zhou Ran's nanny-like care?

Should I step on the shit myself? Zhuang Rui thought to himself.

"I'm so embarrassed." Qin Luo smiled and said shyly, "Why don't Director Zhou make the first one, I'll be enough for the second."

"..."

Ghost, what the hell are you shy? Shouldn't it be humbling to refuse at this time?

Facing the shy Qin Luo, everyone was speechless again.

As a human being, you can't be so shameless!

"...It's okay, this is your innovation, how can I grab your first place." Zhou Ran said with a smile: "This matter is settled."

Ok, deal? Hehehe... Zhuang Rui suddenly wanted to hit the wall.

"Thank you, Director Zhou." Qin Luo smiled slightly and looked at the wounded who were wailing on the hospital bed: "Let's start saving people."

Zhou Ran's eyes lit up and smiled, "Save people, save people, hahaha."

Next, the entire emergency department of Beishan People's Hospital was completely reduced to Qin Luo's stage.

With needle and thread in his hand, he walked among the wounded. Whenever a doctor tried to sew up, he would hear Qin Luo shouting: "Put him down, let me come!"

For a time, the ward was filled with thick malice.

Debridement and suturing, Qin Luo is like a tireless suturing machine. A patient will be sewed up in almost 2 minutes.

One, two, five, ten...

In the blink of an eye, a patient has already been sutured.

This scene made everyone stunned.

Soon, Qin Luo's treatment was coming to an end. The big Beishan doctor had no suitable patients for his suture.

However, Qin Luo didn't have too many regrets.

The remaining patients who needed surgery were beyond Qin Luo's scope.

Besides, Qin Luo has been handsome for many years, and he has no interest in playing handsome.

The remaining opportunities, he generously gave up to others.

"Dr. Qin, thank you, you are so handsome." On the hospital bed, a pretty girl with a beautiful appearance, about the same age as Qin Luo, stared at Qin Luo unblinkingly with big bright eyes.

"Little sister, you are very honest." Qin Luo raised his handsome face, squinted his eyes and smiled: "I have been handsome for many years."

"..."

Everyone's legs softened and they fell to the ground.

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Taking off the doctor's coat, Qin Luo stood behind the hospital door with his ears twisted.

Behind him, a group of nurses and sisters were whispering. From the corners of their beating eyes, Qin Luo was sure that they must be smiling happily.

It's over, it's over, the glorious image that I finally created is gone.