Chapter 65 I am his wife (1)
Han Jiaojiao had a pack of gauze in her hand. Without thinking too much, she quickly tore open the gauze and pressed it on his stomach.
Feeling that the amount of bleeding was abnormal, she lifted Shen Junshan's clothes to check the wound.
The puncture site was in the gallbladder, which was not a fatal area, and the wound was not deep. It would only take two or three stitches to heal.
Han Jiaojiao was surprised: "So shallow?"
"Shallow?"
Shen Junshan stretched out his hand, his palm was bloody, and the wound on the palm was long and deep.
Han Jiaojiao felt like something was grabbing her chest.
She yelled at Haifang fiercely: "What's wrong with you! Do you think it's right to steal someone else's husband? Just wait, I will sue you to death!"
Han Jiaojiao blew on Shen Junshan's hand: "Bear with it."
A small bottle of alcohol appeared in her pocket, and she poured it on Shen Junshan's wound to disinfect him.
Then he poured some medicine powder on the gauze and wrapped the wound skillfully.
Shen Junshan didn't want to find out where the powder and alcohol came from.
He just wanted to look at Han Jiaojiao, to see every detail of her doing it, and remember it in his mind.
Han Jiaojiao saw him in a daze and frowned, "Pressure the wound tightly! I'll take you to the hospital to suture it now, don't let up!"
"Um.
Han Jiaojiao had just opened the passenger door and put someone in when Hou Tian's scream suddenly came from the back.
"Ah! Haifang! What happened to you, my daughter? My Fang'er!"
"Oh my god, Haifang cut her wrists!"
Gan Furong panicked and killed Jin Guizhi and Jin Hong.
He rushed out for no reason and stabbed someone, and then tried to commit suicide. What's going on?
Jin Hong was anxious: "If you want to die, don't die here, it's so unlucky!"
"You old woman, stop talking! Get in the car and take me to the hospital."
Gan Furong and her men stuffed Haifang into the back seat, and several women also ran in.
Han Jiaojiao was completely speechless and wanted to beat someone up.
She just glanced at Haifang's wound. Although it was bleeding, the wound was not deep. As long as it was cleaned well and some hemostatic drugs were used, it could be treated at home.
If she really wanted to die, there were plenty of farm tools in the yard, and she could pick any one of them and die without returning.
Who are you pretending to be for? You're so hypocritical!
Han Jiaojiao didn't want to let her get in the car at all, but Shen Junshan's injury was more important, and she couldn't leave Haifang out of the car.
Han Jiaojiao was fed up with her and decided to give her a good lesson after this incident was over.
She followed Aunt Furong's instructions and went to the health center, a simple two-story building. Patients were treated in one room, the operating room was next door, and the inpatient area was upstairs.
Han Jiaojiao’s first reaction: Fangcang Cabin Hospital!
It’s far worse than the environment in the Fangcang Hospital!
She even suspected that the place was not disinfected.
When the doctors heard that someone had committed suicide by cutting their wrists, their first reaction was to go see Haifang. Shen Junshan couldn't call anyone, and Han Jiaojiao's hair stood on end with anger.
"Are they graduates from medical school? Can't they tell priorities? Your injury is more serious than hers!"
"Forget it, it's suicide after all."
"Don't worry, that little wound won't kill you!"
"Bullshit!" Han Jiaojiao cursed, panting, "She didn't cut the aorta! If your stomach bleeds again, it will be serious. Lie down!"
Shen Junshan lay down obediently.
Han Jiaojiao fiddled with it for a while, put on gloves, and Shen Junshan gave her anesthesia. After disinfection, she sutured the wound herself.
At this moment, the only thing on her mind was Shen Junshan's life, and she didn't consider anything else.
After suturing the wound neatly, she applied medicine and bandaged Shen Junshan's wound.
Han Jiaojiao was afraid that he would get tetanus, so she gave him a shot of tetanus medicine. Shen Junshan lay in bed the whole time and felt nothing.
He just thinks his wife is amazing. She can cook, talk back, fight, and treat illnesses.
"It should be alright now. You lie down and rest first. I'll go across to see if the unlucky guy who committed suicide is dead."
"Jiaojiao, you have a really poisonous tongue."
"Really? I don't like it."
"No, it's fine."
The corners of Shen Junshan's mouth rose slightly, and his heart felt sweet and warm. He felt inexplicably safe when he heard her lose her temper.
When Han Jiaojiao went out, she happened to meet the doctor who came rushing over.
She glared at the doctor and walked away breathlessly.
Doctor Mao was puzzled. When he came in and was about to examine Shen Junshan, he was stunned: "What's going on? Who did this?"
"Any questions?"
"This is so beautifully stitched! Who sewed it? The technique is so good!"
"My wife."
Shen Junshan smiled triumphantly.
Jiaojiao is really amazing.
When Han Jiaojiao walked to the door of the second floor, Hou Tian was crying beside the bed, and Gan Furong was standing beside him, trying to persuade him.
Haifang was lying on the bed with an IV drip, staring somewhere with empty eyes.
Seeing Han Jiaojiao come in, she turned her head to the side.
Han Jiaojiao laughed angrily: "You stabbed Junshan and then pretended to commit suicide to disguise yourself as a victim. You really have no face to see me."
Hou Tian cried, "What do you mean? My daughter committed suicide and you are still trying to provoke her!"
Han Jiaojiao walked to the bedside and said coldly: "She committed suicide on her own initiative. It has nothing to do with me."
"you…"
"I'm here to inform you that I plan to prosecute her for intentional injury. It will take about two years, so be prepared."
Hou Tian and Gan Furong were both panicked.
Every household in the village hides any ugly deeds, even deaths. They want to conceal them. The police station basically only deals with hooligans and has never dealt with anything else.
Haifang is still a grown girl, and she was said to have been arrested and sent to jail. Even if she came out of the police station, her reputation would be ruined.
For the sake of her man, Gan Furong didn't want the village's reputation to be damaged.
She hurriedly pulled Han Jiaojiao and said, "Junshan's wife, this is just a misunderstanding. Haifang has also been punished and suffered. Can we just let this go?"
Haifang was also angry, and she stood up and roared: "You have hurt me terribly, this is what you deserve."
"The people who harmed you were Jin Guizhi and her friends. Besides, you and Jin Guizhi only communicated through letters, and there was no engagement, let alone marriage. They cannot be convicted in court."
"Han Jiaojiao, do you want to clear your name?"
"funny."
Han Jiaojiao was fed up with the green tea face, and faced Chen Xiaoying in the county town, and also Haifang here.
Each one is more annoying than the other.
Han Jiaojiao narrowed her eyes indifferently, with a chill in her eyes...
"The village is so small, it's easy to find out things. You know Shen Junshan got married in the county and maintained financial relations with Jin Guizhi. Isn't it because the Shen family can put pressure on Shen Junshan to divorce and come back to marry you?"
"You wanted to take it out on Junshan because the matter didn't work out. Have you ever thought that if you stabbed him a little bit off the mark, it might kill him?"
"Then you cut your wrist again, not too deep or too shallow, hoping to play pitiful and let him off the hook, right? Sorry, he's generous, but I'm petty, I can't do that."
"You guys are so funny. Junshan was stabbed by Haifang, and you haven't even looked at him yet. You just want me to shut up. Her life is life, but Junshan's life is cheap? If anything happens to him, I will destroy your Hai family. Do you believe it?"
Gan Furong and Hou Tian didn't say anything. They were over seventy years old in total, and they actually felt scared when facing an eighteen-year-old girl.
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