Looking at the warm scene of the couple discussing things, Chen Chuchu felt that this was a couple who truly supported each other. They didn't care about gains and losses, or wealth, and they would marry if they liked each other.
In her previous life, she wanted to find a man who was devoted to her, but she searched for thirty-six years and never met one.
Watching people around me get married and divorced.
Fighting over property, fighting over custody, verbal abuse and smearing each other, from a close couple to extremely jealous enemies, she was really scared to the core, how could she dare to hope for marriage?
Once divorced, other people can still rely on their parents, but what about her? No one is behind her to support her. If she really can't live with him, she has no way out. It's better for her to be alone.
"Just listen to me and do this. I won't go back. Wait until your injury is healed, then return to the army to recuperate, and renovate the house in the family compound." Du Xuejiao drank porridge and planned for the future with a smile in her eyes.
Chen Chuchu examined Captain Zhou and removed the thick gauze wrapped around his head and replaced it with a thinner one.
The bleeding has stopped, so there is no need to keep covering the wound. After a day, the wound will be dry and you don't need to wrap it with gauze. Just put another piece of gauze on it.
After dealing with Captain Zhou, Chen Chuchu returned to Ward 503. Fu Haozhe had already finished his breakfast and was sitting in the bed, apparently waiting for the doctor to change his dressing.
Chen Chuchu came over with sterile scissors, tweezers, gauze, disinfectant and special ointment, placed them on the bedside table, and lifted the blanket covering Fu Haozhe's legs.
Fearing that the patient might be anxious, she habitually said, "Don't worry, I will try to be gentle and the whole process will be quick."
Fu Haozhe raised his eyes to look at her and hummed faintly as a reply.
When she came to change the dressing, she would often give him these instructions, but she never even looked at him when she said them, so she had no idea whether he was worried or not.
But this sentence sounds very heartwarming and can ease the patient's mood. It is much better than the kind of person who just picks up the tools and starts working without saying anything.
Chen Chuchu didn't look at Fu Haozhe's face. She carefully washed her hands with disinfectant to ensure that every step was carried out in a sterile environment.
He peeled off the old gauze on Fu Haozhe's thigh with quick and gentle movements and very skillful techniques.
As the gauze was peeled off layer by layer, a long and thin wound gradually appeared. The surrounding skin was slightly red and swollen, but overall it was healing well.
Faced with this wound, Chen Chuchu did not hesitate at all. She picked up the disinfectant and sterile cotton balls and carefully wiped around the wound.
Every movement is precise and meticulous, ensuring every corner is thoroughly cleaned.
The slight coolness brought by the disinfectant made Fu Haozhe shiver slightly involuntarily, but Chen Chuchu pretended not to notice and continued with her movements.
The two of them didn't speak the whole time.
After disinfection, she picked up the ointment, squeezed out an appropriate amount with her fingertips, and applied it evenly on the wound.
The cool sensation of the ointment instantly relieved the discomfort of the wound, and a comfortable moan escaped from Fu Haozhe's throat.
Although it was very quiet, Chen Chuchu still heard it. They were very close to each other, so it was hard not to hear it.
The low hum was full of magnetism, like the deepest note of a cello, and it was very pleasant to listen to.
Take a new sterile gauze, cover the wound gently and quickly, and secure it carefully with medical tape to ensure that the gauze neither slips off nor is too tight to affect the patient's blood circulation.
After the whole dressing process was completed, she carefully checked the wound bandage again and nodded with satisfaction.
"Okay, the medicine has been changed. Remember to take the medicine on time and keep the wound clean and dry, and it will heal soon."
"Thank you!" Fu Haozhe thanked.
Chen Chuchu shook her head: "You're welcome. If you have a low fever, you must tell me."
After saying that, he turned to Captain Fan's bedside, glanced at the drip bottle beside the bed, and seeing that he had fallen asleep, he slowed down the frequency of the drip.
Lei Ming, who had just finished washing his lunch box, smiled when he saw her: "Doctor Chen! How many days will it take for the wound on our leader's leg to heal? Can he walk around?"
She looked back at the man who had his eyes closed and a strong profile, with a very beautiful and full jawline, and answered with certainty: "No. The wound has not healed yet. If you go down and use force, it will cause secondary damage to the wound."
Hearing this, Fu Haozhe sighed silently. He was about to get moldy staying in **, and there was no way he could go out for a walk.
How many more days will it take before I'm allowed to get out of bed?
"Okay, I got it. I will never let the captain go out without permission." Lei Ming seemed to be making a promise to Chen Chuchu, as if he was afraid that she would be worried.
Chen Chuchu thought Lei Ming was quite interesting, so she teased him with a smile: "Then you have to watch carefully. This is your responsibility. If I find that you haven't fulfilled your responsibility, I will report it to the director."
Lei Ming became nervous and patted his chest: "Don't worry! I will keep a close eye on him and prevent the captain from playing tricks."
Fu Haozhe opened his eyes and glared at him unhappily, feeling that his orderly was a big fool.