Chapter 920 【920】Potion Pot
What does this dude mean? Jiang Mingzhu asked him keenly: "Are you talking about me?"
"You asked if it was you, so it was you who applied the purple potion on her." Chang Jiawei frowned at her, "Let me tell you, someone painted her beautiful face to look ugly. Let me see For a long time, I was afraid that she would be disfigured."
What a playboy, it's not that his girlfriend pretends to be distressed. Jiang Mingzhu almost cursed, touched her glasses on the bridge of her nose and said angrily: "Who brought breakfast for them early in the morning? You all slept like dead pigs. If I didn't come here early in the morning, you wouldn't know this. thing!"
Knowing that he was a bit wronged, Chang Jiawei said: "I'm not saying you don't care about people, I'm saying you shouldn't paint her face with purple potion."
"I went to the emergency room to look for it for a long time. There were only purple syrup and red syrup. They didn't have iodophor. The tincture of iodine is too irritating." Jiang Mingzhu was so excited that her voice changed. She was in a hurry to take the purple syrup for disinfection.
The senior sister was accused of kindness, Xie Wanying hurriedly spoke up for the senior sister: "I'm fine. It's true that purple syrup is a disinfectant."
"Purple potion should not be applied on the face." Zhu Huicang suddenly added a sentence beside him, because he realized that what Chang Jiawei said had some truth. The purple brand on Xie Wanying's face was relatively heavy, which was shocking.
Two more people came hurriedly outside, seeing He Guangyou arriving with Nie Jiamin. The two interns didn't come, but they were called to send everyone's luggage to the minibus first.
Entering the security booth, Nie Jiamin stood at the door as if he had been frightened, his feet were planted on the ground and took root, and he was still. A pair of shocked eyes fell on the student's face, and it was clearly written in two large characters of shocked, gentle The corner of the mouth almost shrunk into a round shape.
Teacher Nie's exaggerated expression finally made Xie Wanying realize that something was wrong. Although she didn't feel that the injury on her face was very serious, after all, she felt that the pain was much relieved after applying ice cubes.
Turning her head, Xie Wanying found the small mirror hanging on the inner wall of the security booth, walked over in a few steps and hurriedly looked at her face in the mirror.
A human face appeared in the mirror, the left cheek was slightly swollen but not too serious, it didn't rise like a hill, and it wasn't too red. On the contrary, the piece painted with purple syrup is very scary in color. It may be that the color of her skin does not match the color of the purple potion, so the visual impact of the contrasting color is too strong.
"You can use a piece of gauze or a wound patch to cover the color." Xie Wanying considered what measures to make up for. This mistake can't be blamed on the kind-hearted senior sister. The purple potion is not a drug for indiscriminate use, but the color is a bit darker, and the senior sister is also the purple potion that a clever woman can't cook without rice.
The main reason is to go out like this. As a doctor, if she encounters a heart disease patient, she will scare the patient into an attack.
"Look, I told you, purple potion won't work. Anyway, as a surgeon, I never put purple potion on other people's faces. What's more, it hurts me to see her beauty's face covered with purple potion." Chang's family Wei looked at Xie Wanying's face and touched her brows and heart.
The playboy's mouth was unscrupulous, Jiang Mingzhu and Zhu Huicang turned their heads and yelled at him together: Shut up, you!
"I'm going to find a wound patch." Yao Jie chose to do things first, feeling that the place is like a puddle of muddy water now. With the leader here, she is afraid of saying the wrong thing again.