Jiang Qiao saw the two men come out and called out from afar, "Brother Wang—"
Wang Datou immediately abandoned Ning Hao and ran over, "Qiao'er, how are you? Are you recovering well these days?"
Jiang Qiao smiled and nodded, "I'm fine, nothing's wrong. Brother Wang, please take good care of those elderly people inside, just tell your people not to beat or scold them."
Wang Datou waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I'm still in charge here for now. It's just that those few guys are no good. They keep forcing us to write statements. I can't stand it anymore. What else do they need to write? Look at them, they're practically pulling their hair out. They're not even as good as us ordinary folks."
Jiang Qiao smiled and reached out to pat Wang Datou's arm. "Brother Wang, just for your dedication, you have a bright future ahead of you. Keep up the good work, I have high hopes for you."
Wang Datou clasped his hands in thanks to Jiang Qiao, "Thank you for the compliment, sister. I will definitely live up to your expectations. Go back and prepare well. I'm here to help. I won't let these old folks suffer too much. Make sure you're ready tomorrow, so you can find someone."
Jiang Qiao nodded. "Brother Wang, I'll be going now. If you need anything, just come find me."
After watching Ning Hao and Jiang Qiao leave, Wang Datou turned back with a sigh.
Since Jiang Qiao has already said so, he will take good care of him. Who knows what will happen to him in the future?
As for why everyone was so sleepy the night before, no one suspected that someone was sabotaging them; they all attributed it to being too tired.
However, a problem arose early the next morning. He Wenqing was foaming at the mouth and had fallen into a coma. This panicked the members of the work group, not because they were afraid he would die, but because Wang Datou's people wouldn't allow it.
“If this person dies in our area, we will not take responsibility. Either you take him to the hospital right away, or you take him away right away. We country folk don’t have many rules. There’s only one principle: we can’t stand by and watch someone die.”
Wang Datou also stepped forward, saying, "Comrade, we don't care what crimes they have committed, but since they've come to us, they're under our jurisdiction. Whether you send them away or not, you should give us your word so we can report back to our superiors. If anyone holds you accountable, you'll have to bear the responsibility."
We haven't had any contact with this person to understand why they're in this situation, but you were the ones who interrogated them yesterday—”
As for the rest, maybe this person was harmed by you guys. If it really comes down to it, these people really don't dare to say they can take responsibility.
He Wenqing has countless students; if they happen to encounter a powerful one in the future, these people cannot bear the responsibility.
"Okay, okay, you guys hurry up and send someone to the hospital, we'll go and check on them."
With the other party speaking, things became much easier for Wang Datou. A few people got a handcart and drove the people straight to the health center.
Jiang Qiao had been waiting in the operating room for a long time. Although the conditions here weren't great, at least he knew the people there. And the people here seemed to have been instructed by someone to cooperate quite well. When Jiang Qiao arrived and mentioned that he wanted to borrow their operating room, they immediately agreed and prepared everything they could. If they didn't prepare anything, it was because they genuinely didn't have it.
Fortunately, Jiang Qiao brought all the necessary supplies, so the surgery on He Wenqing was manageable.
Moreover, her mother, Wen Jingwan, also came along. Jiang Qiao couldn't handle the work alone and needed her mother, a semi-doctor, as an assistant to complete the surgery.
It was the first time Wen Jingwan had ever seen her daughter perform surgery, and she was genuinely unsure of herself. Her daughter was absolutely amazing at giving injections, but she hadn't seen her daughter use a scalpel in a long time. As someone in the same profession, she knew what it meant to not use a scalpel after a long period of time.
"Qiao'er, is it okay?"
Before Jiang Qiao could respond, He Wenqing, who had been brought in under cover from the outside, had already given his answer.
"Comrade, I trust Jiang Qiao. Jiang Qiao, come on, local anesthesia, no drug, I can endure it."
Jiang Qiao smiled and said, "Well, I don't need any medicine. You wait here. But you can always give me some pointers. I haven't played with this stuff in a long time, so my skills are a bit rough. Please bear with me—"
What else could he do but not settle? He Wenqing knew what the situation was like outside. Even if he was sent to the county hospital, no one could perform such an operation. His only hope lay with Jiang Qiao.
He couldn't believe that this girl couldn't do something as big as open-chest surgery.
The fact that this girl could achieve anesthesia with silver needles showed that her skill level was beyond his comprehension.
"Come on, let's disinfect first—"
Although Jiang Qiao hasn't had many surgeries, it's not like she's completely without any risk. How could she have never had any surgery while traveling around all these years?
Those were just minor surgeries, this one is more complicated. But with He Wenqing around, she wasn't too worried about it.
Wen Jingwan carried out her work as instructed. Jiang Qiao and He Wenqing worked together quite well. One expressed herself very accurately, and the other was quite clear-headed. After communicating for a while, Jiang Qiao got to work.
Wen Jingwan stared blankly as her daughter began to work her fingers. Her hands didn't seem to be performing surgery at all; on the contrary, they looked like she was embroidering. They were very light and quick, and she didn't see her daughter hesitate at all.
Wen Jingwan couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Talent is something you can't envy. Her daughter was truly born for this line of work. However, her eyes dimmed again.
Such a promising talent, but it was all wasted. If the child hadn't fallen ill, he would have already finished university.
Unfortunately, no matter how talented a child is now, it's difficult for them to get into university.
Jiang Qiao had no idea that her mother would think so much while watching from the side. There were some things she didn't know how to do. Even though she hadn't touched this thing for a while, the feeling was still there. As soon as she touched the scalpel, her hand would automatically follow the feeling. She didn't know if this was a benefit of being reborn or an automatic reaction caused by years of hard training in the space.
However, to be honest, the surgery went more and more smoothly for her. Even He Wenqing, who was lying on the bed, didn't know what to ask. After the communication, Jiang Qiao didn't say a word. He could see very clearly that the child was very focused, as if she had entered a state of mind. She only had eyes for the part of the body to be operated on, and everything else seemed to be non-existent.
Wen Jingwan kept a close eye on the child's condition, wiping away the sweat from time to time.
When she saw her daughter deftly apply the ointment she had brought to the hand and then skillfully bandage it, Wen Jingwan was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.
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