Most of the doctors and nurses present had seen what the patients' condition was like when they were admitted to the hospital. None of their fingers were normal; all were deformed and bent. But now, only seven days had passed, and their fingers had recovered exactly like normal people.
At least they look the same on the outside.
Dean Zhou's eyes were filled with surprise and he could hardly believe his eyes.
To be honest, although he had a glimmer of hope for Dr. Song's treatment plan, it was not much.
I never thought she could achieve such results in such a short time.
At this time, Song Yun said, "This is only the first stage of treatment. Let's take a look at the condition of your fingers first, and then we will need to continue applying medicine. Listen to my instructions and move your fingers like me." Song Yun raised her hand to demonstrate.
The two patients looked at Song Yun's hand, raised their own hand at the same time, and imitated Song Yun, slowly tapping their fingers. They tapped each of their ten fingers. It was a little painful, but they could still bear it.
"Very good, you're recovering very well." Song Yun nodded in satisfaction, took out the newly prepared plaster, and reapplied it. "You don't need to work on the fingerboard anymore, but you should be careful not to move your fingers too much. Only do some gentle and simple exercises. Otherwise, you'll hurt your muscles and bones, and the pain in your forehead will be unbearable."
The two patients nodded repeatedly, tears of joy in their eyes.
All the anxiety I had been feeling disappeared at this moment.
As Song Yun applied the medicine, she said, "Your vocal cords are severely damaged. Repairing them is not an easy task. You need a strong body to endure the pain of medication and injections day and night. So from now on, you must eat well, take your medicine, and get better as soon as possible so that I can perform vocal cord repair treatment on you."
The two patients nodded rapidly, saying they would follow the doctor's advice, eat well, take medicine, and exercise, and get well soon.
The next room was the same, everyone's fingers recovered well, and the appearance had returned to the same as before, but the bones had not yet fully grown, which would take some time.
Song Yun treated Zhong Guosheng with special care. "Your hands can't write yet, so don't try to be stubborn. No matter what happens, there's no need to rush. First, heal your hands and body. You'll have plenty of time to do whatever you want in the future."
Zhong Guosheng nodded with tears streaming down his face. "I know, I'm sorry. Thank you, thank you."
He has nothing now and can only say thank you to express his gratitude.
"Don't thank me, you should thank yourself. You saved yourself. I just did what I should do. You are great and amazing, just like them."
Song Yun's words reminded Zhong Guosheng of his teacher. His teacher always used such words to encourage him. He did a lot for him, but always said that he was good enough and worked hard enough to achieve his current results.
There are so many excellent and hardworking people in this world, but who can be as lucky as Zhong Guosheng, who was able to meet such a teacher in his childhood and meet a savior like Song Yun when he fell into the abyss.
His parents gave him his first life, his teacher gave him his second life, and his third life was given by Song Yun.
He can no longer repay his parents and mentor, but he must repay Song Yun's kindness, he will definitely repay it.
Dean Zhou and a group of doctors and nurses were also very moved when they saw this scene. Some of them also started to cry. Some felt sympathy for the special patient, and some admired Song Yun.
Even Qi Meiying didn't dare to say a word at this moment. She came with high morale and left in disgrace.
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