"This girl won't want to do anything bad to me, right?"

Song Yun was lying on the bed thinking about this and that. Mo Yuyao had already checked Song Yun's body.

"Strange, it's just skin trauma, it can even fall into a coma." Mo Yuyao frowned, took a syringe from the medical box beside her, then prescribed some medicine, inserted the needle into the medicine bottle and sucked it, and then walked to Song Yun. When Song Yun saw this, he wanted to get an injection. He pretended to be dizzy, but he couldn't give someone an injection to his butt, right? He couldn't say a long moan.

"Ah! It hurts so much!!" Song Yun said, slowly opening his eyes, and then he looked very confused, "Where is this...? How could I come here?"

"Ah? You're awake!" Mo Yuyao said in surprise when she saw Song Yun wake up, "You'll wake up in a while. You're so dizzy that you're not deep enough."

"You are..." Song Yun asked in discomfort.

"Don't you know who I am? It seems that you are new. My name is Mo Yuyao, and I am the doctor of you prisoners." Mo Yuyao explained, there was not much stiffness or contempt in her words, but more care.

Song Yun's favor for this woman has increased a lot. These days, there are many people who are looking down on people. They are just shabby phones who like to despise others, let alone prisons full of prisons.

When a normal person sees prisoners, he will never be despised. Although the people of the whole society are tolerant of these prisoners who have committed crimes or committed crimes, they still have more contempt, because those who can be imprisoned must have done things that endanger society. Such people will be despised by most people.

As a doctor, Mo Yuyao has a higher status than an ordinary person. It is really rare to be so friendly to these extremely vicious prisoners.

"How could I be here?" Song Yun asked in confusion.

"You were knocked out and sent here. I often have to accept newcomers here. This time, you are the only one here. It's really strange. Come on, I'll give you an injection." Mo Yuyao said, and was about to turn over Song Yun's body.

"Oh, no need." Song Yun saw that this woman actually wanted to give her an injection, so he hurriedly stopped her, "I don't need an injection, it's nothing."

"What's fine? What if there is any internal injury I haven't noticed? It's easy to leave a root cause, so it's safe to get an injection." Mo Yuyao said enthusiastically, "There is no money to treat diseases in prison."

"It's not a question of whether it's money or not." Song Yun said this, but his body was caught by Mo Yuyao.

"What are you doing!" Song Yun shouted in surprise.

"Flip over, be good." Mo Yuyao coaxed Song Yun like coaxing a child. Her cute expression on her face seemed to be acting coquettishly, which made people look so irritating that she couldn't stop. Song Yun was inexplicably turned around by Mo Yuyao.

Then Mo Yuyao skillfully pulled down Song Yun's pants, took out an alcohol cotton and wiped it on Song Yun's butt. Logically speaking, the alcohol rubbed on the skin and evaporated it would take away the heat and make the skin feel cold. However, because Mo Yuyao's palm was so warm that this hand touched Song Yun's butt for no reason, and Song Yun was addicted to the soft and gentle feel.

puff.

Mo Yuyao stabbed Song Yun directly into the butt with one needle.

Song Yun was shocked and his buttocks tightened instantly. The originally strong buttock muscles suddenly became like steel.

Click.

Song Yun's heart thumped!

"It's over, the needle is broken and it's stuck inside!" Mo Yuyao shouted in surprise.

Song Yun turned around and saw Mo Yuyao holding a needle with a broken needle in his hand.

“What’s going on.”

Song Yun was also confused. Although the needle was stuck in the flesh, it would not make Song Yun feel much painful. Song Yun's muscles were much harder than the needle, but there was a thing inside that always felt very awkward and inconvenient. If you had to go through security checks or something on the plane, you could not carry metal products. Wouldn't Song Yun take off his pants and show them that he did not bring metal products, but had needle holes on his butt?

"It's over now, it's over!" Mo Yuyao's face was full of panic, and she threw the syringe aside, and then she lowered her head and looked at Song Yun's butt carefully. According to Song Yun's later recollection, at that time, Mo Yuyao's nose was only less than 3 cm away from Song Yun's butt. Song Yun just raised his butt slightly, and then he could have an intimate contact with Mo Yuyao's face.

But, would Song Yun do such a tasteless thing? Of course it is impossible. Song Yun saw that Mo Yuyao was so close to his buttocks, and he didn't know if it was a brain cramp or a physical discomfort. A turbid air in his dantian suddenly rose, and then sank down, heading straight to the chrysanthemum, and then his body suddenly shook.

puff…

Mo Yuyao was looking at the needle hole that pierced into Song Yun's butt. The needle hole was pierced very deeply, and I was afraid that it would take tweezers to pick it up. Mo Yuyao was thinking, and felt a gust of hot wind rushing towards her, accompanied by the smell of the same as the ammonia she had made when she was studying chemistry.

Mo Yuyao's face is slowly turning black.

"This... I couldn't help it for a moment, and I shook..." Song Yun looked at Mo Yuyao awkwardly.

Mo Yuyao's face was as dark as Bao Gong at this time. When she heard Song Yun's words, Mo Yuyao took a few deep breaths. She originally planned to calm down her excitement and anger, but by sucking, she sucked some gas that had just been released from a certain animal into her nose.

"It smells so smelly!" Mo Yuyao stepped vigorously and jumped to the side.

Song Yun touched his head awkwardly, "Sorry, I ate soybeans yesterday."

An inexplicable aura filled the infirmary. After a long time, the aura slowly dissipated...

"Okay?" Mo Yuyao stood three meters away from Song Yun and asked coldly.

"This should be done." Song Yun smiled awkwardly.

Mo Yuyao did not speak, but walked directly to Song Yun's side, then shook her nose, and after confirming that there was no smell, she pulled a chair over and sat down. She reached out and gently pressed it on Song Yun's buttocks, "Does it hurt here?" Mo Yuyao asked.

"It hurts a little bit." Song Yun nodded.

"It seems that I really have to be picked up with tweezers. Wait for me." Mo Yuyao walked to the medical box, searched inside for a while, and took a small tweezer out of it.

"It may hurt a little, please bear it." Mo Yuyao said, sitting in the chair, pressing one hand on Song Yun's buttocks, while holding the tweezers in the other hand, he focused on the broken needle.
Chapter completed!