Chapter 339: Changing the dressing is such a tough job!

In the doctor's office, Wang Ziru went to see Dr. Tian to ask about Commander Duan's postoperative condition.

Doctor Tian is a nearly fifty-year-old surgeon with a few interns by his side. When he saw Wang Ziru coming, he waved to her enthusiastically, "Comrade Ziru, you are here. I was just about to ask you, Commander Duan's chest bandage is stained with blood, could you please change it for him?"

"Doctor Tian, ​​there are so many of you here, don't you give interns a chance to practice?" Wang Ziru smiled and looked at the young faces. She thought back to when she first came to the hospital for internship, she was full of confidence like them.

Until later, there were endless surgeries to be performed, endless patients to be seen, and poor department performance...

Doctor Tian turned his head and glanced at the group of interns he was with, and said with a wry smile, "The patient's status this time is special, I dare not let them use Commander Duan as a test subject. If they mess up, I won't be able to sit in this chair."

"It's been two days since the surgery, huh? That's fine. Prepare the bandages and medicine, and check the stitches when you go upstairs." Wang Ziru walked to Doctor Tian's desk and glanced at the simple office environment. "How long do you plan to let the commander stay?"

"This..." Doctor Tian was not sure when Commander Duan's injuries would be severe enough for him to be discharged from the hospital.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Let's go up together and check it out first."

Normally, in a situation like Commander Duan's, he can rest in the hospital for half a month and then be discharged and go home to recuperate on his own.

But the Duan family is rich, and this time the cotton textile factory is paying for the medical expenses, so the Duan family doesn't need to consider the expenses at all. They will definitely let Commander Duan recuperate in the hospital for a longer period of time.

"I will be returning to the special forces in two days. When I am not in Kunming, as for the commander's wound, as long as it does not become inflamed and there are no other complications, I will gradually increase his nutrition in the later stages. After his wound heals and the stitches are removed in about eight or nine days, I will prescribe a Chinese medicine prescription and give him a few doses of Chinese medicine to regulate his condition."

"Comrade Ziru, why are you in such a hurry? If you are not here, the commander will not cooperate with us." Upon hearing that Wang Ziru was not in Kun City, Doctor Tian's face changed, with some worry and reluctance in his eyes.

In the past few days, he has experienced Commander Duan's hot temper.

He even wouldn't let the doctors lift the sheets when they were doing rounds or routine checks. Dr. Tian was helpless because he hadn't allowed the doctors to lift the sheets before because there was a catheter and he was too embarrassed!

Now the tubes in his body have been removed... I'm afraid he really won't be able to cope after the female comrade hired by the Duan family leaves.

"My husband has just taken over the work of the special forces. There are many things waiting for him to do in the army. Besides, we have children, so I have to go back with him."

"If your husband is busy, he can go back to the special forces to do his work! Now it's summer vacation, so let the two children stay in Kun City for the summer vacation. You can leave after Commander Duan removes the stitches." Doctor Tian almost asked Wang Ziru for help.

In short, I just want to keep her.

Wang Ziru originally considered that Commander Duan had recovered well enough and she didn't need to stay here any longer.

Seeing Dr. Tian with a shameless face begging her so humbly, Wang Ziru was stunned for a moment and then accompanied Dr. Tian to the top floor ward to visit the patient.

Doctor Tian led several interns into the ward, and Wang Ziru saw Mr. Duan coming in the corridor. She greeted him, took the porridge cooked by the nanny and carried it into the ward.

Commander Duan turned his head and saw a familiar figure finally appear. He never looked away and just stared at her silently until she walked to the bed.

"Commander, did you sleep well last night? You look pretty energetic." Wang Ziru's dark almond eyes were shining with a gentle light, and she deliberately spoke loudly to Commander Duan.

Commander Duan did not answer, staring at the army lunch box she placed on the bedside table, "What's in the lunch box?"

"Uh," Wang Ziru opened the lunch box lid and saw half a box of light white porridge inside. She smiled lightly on her gentle and charming face, "It's white porridge."

"Do you want to starve me to death, old man? Can't your family give me something else besides white porridge?!" The rough man turned his face away angrily. Feeding him porridge every day would surely wear him down.

Doctor Tian led the interns to stand around the bed, checked the remaining liquid in the IV bottle, and checked the electrocardiogram. Seeing that the patient was on the verge of a tantrum again, he quickly made an excuse, "Let's go see Commander Duan later."

The group of people slipped away as if they were running for their lives.

The old man stood at the door of the ward, looked at the situation inside, and walked in. "I'll ask your mother to make something you like to eat later."

"I've been hungry for days!" The rough man felt helpless and closed his eyes. "Don't let my mom cook. Her food is terrible."

He was about to give in and say that he would eat the porridge he brought first to fill his stomach.

The old man sneered and said, "Your mother has no time to prepare food for you. She has been busy matchmaking for your uncle these days."

"Is she crazy? She's matchmaking for my uncle again for no reason?!" Commander Duan no longer wanted to hear about his old mother. He pointed at the lunch box on the bedside table and said, "Help me up. Eat the porridge first."

Old Duan also came to help, and together with Wang Ziru, they lifted the man up from the hospital bed and let him lean on a thick quilt. Then he took the lunch box and ate half a box of white porridge in a flash.

After finishing the meal, he licked his lips and glanced pitifully at the girl standing next to him, "I want to eat something else..."

"Anything else?" Wang Ziru raised her head and thought about it. She couldn't eat anything else after the operation. In addition to lean meat soup, she also had to drink less chicken soup. "Then I'll go back and get you some later."

Seeing that the girl finally agreed to give him food, the rough man's expression gradually warmed up, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

"I also want to take a shower." he said suddenly.

"It's impossible to take a shower. When my uncle comes over later, let him help you wipe your body." After saying this, Wang Ziru looked at the old man, "Grandpa, didn't my uncle come over this morning?"

No wonder Li Junfeng ran to Duan's house to get some clothes to change into in the morning. It turned out that the commander wanted to take a shower.

"He should be here soon. He went to the factory this morning. Don't worry. If he doesn't come later, I'll have someone go to the factory to call him." Old Duan put his hands behind his back and walked around the ward for a while. He smiled and said, "This time, your mother is really impatient and is matchmaking for your uncle. She's talking about the youngest girl in the Xia family."

"Xia family? Xia Guoyao's daughter?" Commander Duan narrowed his eyes and thought for a while before asking.

Old Duan nodded, "Yes, she is the youngest daughter of his family. Wasn't she sent to live in her uncle's house in Beijing when she was young? Your mother always boasted about her, saying how pretty the Xia family's daughter was."

"Swish."

Commander Duan sneered unkindly, "She has been fostered in someone else's home since she was young, even if the uncle is her own uncle. It's like living under someone else's roof, and having to look at other people's faces every day. How can a girl who grew up in such an environment be pretty?"

"Commander, do you also know Miss Xia?" Wang Ziru asked casually while packing her lunch box.

"He's a neighbor on the same street. On the day his mother gave birth to her, a group of us grown-up kids ran over to watch the fun. How can we pretend not to know him?" the rough man said unhappily.

Wang Ziru was stunned. That look, that tone, he, are they familiar with each other?

Then Duan Suili and Miss Xia should also know each other.

As he was walking out with his lunch box, Wang Ziru said, "It's good to know everything about you. It will be very convenient for you to bring your family back to your father-in-law's house in the future. But, isn't Madam Duan anxious to arrange your marriage? If you are so anxious to matchmake for your uncle, why don't you let Miss Xia marry you?"

Commander Duan raised his eyes to look at the girl and quickly understood what she meant.

The thin lips curved up in an imperceptible arc, and a hint of interest flashed across his eyes, "Why don't you ask your parents-in-law, why don't they let someone matchmake for Han Tingzhang for such a pretty girl?!"

"Hehe, I don't know about Brother Tingzhang's marriage. Maybe he doesn't like the type of girl from the Xia family. In your words, if he did, he would have chased her long ago in Beijing. But, Commander, do you know that girl? How does she look?"

"Are you so curious?"

"Just asking casually. You take a rest first. I'll go out and wash the lunch box and come back to change your medicine. By the way, why haven't Doctor Tian and the others brought the medicine up yet?" Wang Ziru muttered to herself as she walked out of the ward carrying the lunch box.

Leaning on the quilt, Duan Yanzhi lazily closed his eyes and rested, then paused, then opened his eyes and looked at the old man.

"It's strange that my uncle likes that girl! Every time I go to Beijing and see her, she's like a puppet, not lively at all, and scares me to death! If a girl with this personality marries my uncle, they will be two dullards, and the children they give birth to in the future will probably not be able to speak.

Mr. Duan also wanted to reject the matchmaking for his youngest son, but seeing how enthusiastic his daughter-in-law was, he just went along with her.

"In two days, Miss Xia will come to Kun City to meet me..."

After a pause, Mr. Duan looked at his eldest grandson with a smile on his face, "Don't worry! This time your mother is really matchmaking for your uncle, she won't bring anyone to you."

Doctor Tian asked another nurse to bring a medical tray with bandages, medicines, and other dressings.

Wang Ziru came back after washing the lunch box and washed her hands at the same time.

Seeing that the little nurse looked nervous, the other party didn't dare to go down empty-handed without her permission.

Commander Duan closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice with annoyance, "What are you still doing here? Get out."

"No, Commander, let her stay and help." Wang Ziru said in a steady voice.

Before she finished her words, she was struck by a cold and sharp blow from a rough man's knife.

The little nurse blushed and ran out quickly.

Mr. Duan understood what his eldest grandson meant. He didn't want others to see the scars on his body. He had always been so strong-willed and never needed sympathy or pity from others.

Still, she couldn't help but say, "Duan Yanzhi, you don't have to think too much about it. It's just a few more scars on your body. Scars on a man's body are not a big deal."

"Shut up, old man! You don't have a single scar on your body, are you not afraid of others seeing it?"

"Okay, okay, it's okay, it's just a small matter," Wang Ziru quickly tried to smooth things over between the grandfather and grandson, and turned to the old man and said, "Grandpa, go and help close the door. I just washed my hands and I'm afraid they'll get dirty."

Mr. Duan walked to the door with a smile and closed it gently.

He turned and walked to the other side of the bed and asked, "Should we put him down and lay him flat?"

"Yes, we need to put him down and make him lie flat so that I can check all the injuries on his body." The wound on his chest was quite large, so he had to lie flat.

The two of them gently put the person down and laid him flat on the bed.

Just as I was about to remove the bandage on my chest, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

The rough man was startled and hurriedly reached for the sheets, but he saw the head of the Duan family coming in, covered in dust. He immediately slowed down and asked, "Why are you here at this time, you old man?"

Duan Suili walked to the bedside and glanced at his nephew who was wrapped up like a dumpling. "Do you want to change the dressing?"

"Yes, apply some medicine on the wound, then change the bandage and tie it up again." Wang Ziru said, and with the help of the other two men from the Duan family, she untied the bandages on her chest one by one, and a shockingly huge scar appeared before their eyes.

Duan Suili's eyes narrowed and he took a deep breath. He said distressedly, "With such a big wound, how long will it take to recover?"