"Don't be nervous, the old man is fine. This is blood coming out of the wound. I'll go wash my face and be back soon!" Xu Jianguo said with a smile.
"Okay, okay! Go quickly! Can I go in and take a look?" When Ma Guoliang heard this, the desperate look on his face suddenly turned into joy, and he said with a smile.
When Xu Jianguo finished washing his face and returned to the room, Su Dingshan was chatting with Ma Guoliang. Judging from the expression on his face, the disappearance of the bullet in his head did not cause any bad effects on him.
Xu Jianguo walked to the bed with a smile, stretched out his right hand and placed it in front of the two men. In the palm of his hand lay a rusty bullet.
"Grandpa, look, this thing is the culprit that causes your splitting headache!" Xu Jianguo said with a smile.
Su Dingshan looked at Xu Jianguo's palm, his eyes flashing with sternness. He said, "Damn it, if I had known this thing would cause me so much pain, I should have stabbed him a few more times!"
"Yes, damn it, that grandson got it too cheap!" Ma Guoliang said gritting his teeth.
Xu Jianguo looked at the two of them, smiled and said nothing.
"Jianguo, when can this silver needle be removed?" Ma Guoliang asked.
"It's almost done now. I kept the silver needle to stop the bleeding and relieve the pain." Xu Jianguo said, then he walked to the head of the bed and quickly put away the silver needle.
As the silver needle was removed, Su Dingshan, who was lying on the bed, gradually regained consciousness. It was only then that he felt a slight pain in his head.
"Boy, your medical skills are really amazing. There are no less than dozens of doctors in Jingzhou who have treated me, but none of them is sure that they can take out the bullet." Su Dingshan said.
"Every doctor has his or her own area of expertise. I'm just lucky and I got the right treatment for the condition." Xu Jianguo said modestly.
Su Dingshan raised his hand and nodded at him, then said with a smile, "How can you, a young man, live like an old man like me? It's not good to be too modest!"
Xu Jianguo smiled and changed the subject: "Old man, why don't you get up and walk around and see if you feel anything else?"
"Okay!" After Su Dingshan finished speaking, he stood up from the bed and walked around the room.
But before he could take a step forward, he stood still. Ma Guoliang's heart tightened, and he quickly came over and asked, "Old Chief, what's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
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