Chapter 557 Need to take two weeks to reduce inflammation

Bai Wei was very happy to know everything about Song Qinian, and felt that his life had a purpose.

But his happiness did not last for a few seconds, as he thought of Huo Yan's case again, and his mood suddenly became gloomy.

It is said that a higher-ranking official can crush a person to death. I don't know how many levels higher Chief Huo is than Song Qinian, a small regiment commander.

Thinking of this, I let out a long sigh.

Why!

Huang Siyu saw Bai sighing, and suddenly remembered something. Then she said, "The rumors are spreading like wildfire. When Huo Qiheng comes back, he will definitely send Song Qinian to the military court."

"This is not groundless. Maybe it was my mother-in-law who spread it."

…

Bai Wei heard Huo Yan tell her that the streets were starting to go crazy with rumors again. She frowned and whispered, "Rumors are sometimes accurate and sometimes not. It depends on who says it."

"If your mother-in-law said this, it's likely that some leader has promised it. Don't worry, at worst Song Qinian and I can go back to our hometown to farm."

Huang Siyu was relieved when she saw Bai Wei was calm. She continued, "The news report has come out. How dare the Huo family take the blame?"

"Let's take it one step at a time. Our fate is in the hands of Chief Huo."

Bai Wei took over Huang Siyu's words and spoke casually.

At this moment, no matter how serious you are, it will be useless. You might as well lay down your arms and surrender, and wait for Huo Qiheng to not kill you after you lay down your arms, or even if he lays down his arms, he must kill you.

Ding ding ding ding ding ding…

The bell for class rang in the distance. Bai Wei said to Huang Siyu, "The bells for No. 1 Middle School and the training class rang at the same time. I wonder where the students are going to class?"

"Who knows?"

Huang Siyu said worriedly.

Before she could finish her words, Bai Wei pulled her away.

Bai Wei walked into the classroom and said to her classmates with a smile, "I didn't expect that all of you would come on the first day of classes."

"I have wasted a lot of your time. That was due to irresistible external factors. Although I cannot resist these external factors, I still want to compensate you. How can I compensate you?"

Bai Wei paused and glanced at her classmates.

She could sense that the students were interested in compensation, and continued, "My compensation is to give them extra class hours. In addition to explaining the English test paper, I also have college entrance examination papers from foreign countries or before the catastrophe for other subjects."

"I believe that if you learn the content of these exams or memorize them, you can easily get into your ideal university."

…

The students were listening quietly to Bai Wei's talk about compensation, when suddenly someone shouted, "Students, we made a profit."

"Only with this kind of tutoring can we reach a new level."

…

The students looked in the direction of the voice and saw a boy sitting in the corner. Everyone knew him. Someone said, "Wang Feng, you hit the nail on the head."

"Everyone, stop arguing and let Teacher Bai finish what he is saying."

He Yihuan saw that the classmates were so excited that she didn't know how long the conversation would end. The most important thing at the moment was to seize the time and finish those test papers.

Ignoring everyone's gazes, she stood up from her chair, took over Wang Feng's conversation, and spoke loudly.

He Yihuan's voice instantly quieted the bustling classroom.

Bai Wei looked at the students, then at Wang Feng and He Yihuan, and said with a smile: "Wang Feng is right. If everyone answers the test paper seriously, we will reach a new level."

"What He Yihuan said is not wrong. Now is not the time to be happy or to talk nonsense. Time is life and destiny. Let's go to class."

…

The students looked at Bai Wei, a little confused. Isn't Teacher Bai a leader? Why was he handing out physics papers to the students today?

Moreover, this test paper is the college entrance examination paper of a foreign university.

"I know what everyone is thinking."

"Everyone, look at the test paper. I will explain each question to you one by one."

…

Bai Wei teaches English to her classmates and needs to put on makeup, so she explains the physics test paper to her classmates, saving them a lot of trouble.

She showed her true colors in front of everyone, and she didn't care even if her classmates were surprised.

While the physics class was in progress, Huang Siyu received a phone call, left the office and ran outside.

In the First People's Hospital.

Song Qinian lay on the hospital bed, continuing to receive intravenous drips. After three days of drips, he was almost collapsing.

He shouted loudly toward the door: "Doctor, doctor..."

"Brother, if you need anything, tell me."

Song Qi Fu heard his brother yelling in the ward, so he rushed out of the bathroom and stood in front of Song Qinian at a speed of a hundred meters.

"Captain Song, I'm here."

The night shift doctor was handing over the work to the day shift doctor when he suddenly heard Song Qinian's shout and hurried out of the doctor's office.

He rushed into the ward and nearly had a rear-end collision with the doctor on the day shift.

The day shift doctor slammed on the brakes and stopped, but due to inertia, he still lightly bumped into the night shift doctor.

The doctor on night shift lost his balance and knocked Song Qifu off balance.

Three people had a collision in the small ward, but no one cared about it. What they cared about was Song Qinian's condition.

The doctor on night duty rushed to the scene. He wanted to understand Song Qinian's current condition. He quickly pushed Song Qifu aside, leaned over and asked Song Qinian, "Captain Song, what do you want? Please tell me."

"I don't want to get the IV drip anymore. I wanted to pull out the needle, but since I'm in the hospital, I should follow the rules here, so I called you here."

…

Song Qinian had obviously passed the pain period, and was in better spirits than yesterday. He spoke loudly and was ready to fight the enemy with a bayonet.

The voice he spoke was deep, low and rhythmic, as if he was giving the soldiers a morning lecture and telling them to start morning exercises.

The night shift doctor and the day shift doctor both understood what was said. They looked at each other, and the day shift doctor interrupted and said, "Captain Song, you can't stop taking the anti-inflammatory drugs. You performed a major thoracotomy and your ribs were cut."

"Also, the shrapnel removal also damaged my lungs. I have to be given an IV drip for two weeks."

…

Song Qinian heard from the day shift doctor that his ribs were cut. Only then did he realize the seriousness of the problem and was worried that he was useless.

But he was not afraid of the doctors' threats. He looked at the two doctors in front of him and said bluntly, "As you said, even if the bone is cut, it can be reconnected in a few days."

"The lungs are made of regenerative cells. If they are hit by a bullet, they will grow back. I know my body well. I didn't get a painkiller after the surgery, so I will recover faster."

…

The two doctors listened to Song Qinian's passionate words and his description of his own condition, and seemed to know something about medicine.

The night shift doctor and the day shift doctor looked at each other and then shook their heads.

The doctor on the day shift leaned over and said to Song Qinian, "As a rule of thumb, an operation like yours requires two weeks of anti-inflammation."