Chapter 237: Do what you want most by instinct
"how?"
Although Ouyang Mo was extremely anxious when he saw the blood on Qiao Lan's body, he still stopped and turned around to ask Wen Jiaojiao seriously, because doctors are often asked for help.
Wen Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows: "There are several of us seriously injured, and you only saw Qiao Lan. You didn't see us?"
"I..." Ouyang Mo paused. He saw it, but.
"Feel your condition carefully. Will you die today?" he asked patiently.
If Wen Jiaojiao hadn't been so seriously injured and too lazy to waste her energy, she might have punched him to death. Is there anyone who asks questions like that?
"Of course not!" she replied unhappily.
Ouyang Mo nodded: "Okay, that's good. Please wait a moment. You need to queue up for treatment. It's not your turn yet."
After saying that, he shook off Wen Jiaojiao and ran straight towards Qiao Lan.
Wen Jiaojiao: “…”
She had only noticed that his eyes were fixed on Qiao Lan the moment he arrived, so she teased him. However, Ouyang Mo didn't react to the teasing, and she ended up getting irritated.
Ask her if she will die? If she can't die, wait in line? It's not your turn yet...
It's really a big Q.
Even though her injuries were more severe than Qiao Lan's, and the twins were even more seriously injured, Ouyang Mo told them to wait in line and treat Qiao Lan first. Ah, what a responsible, love-brained doctor.
It's a pity that Xiao Lanlan can't take care of you now. Wen Jiaojiao looked at Ouyang Mo's back and sighed secretly for him.
Qiao Lan really didn't care about Ouyang Mo, and just lay in Yin Wanying's arms and cried. Ouyang Mo wanted to treat her injuries, but she didn't pay attention and continued crying. She fainted while crying, and fell limply on Yin Wanying's shoulder.
Ouyang Mo was startled, "Qiao Lan?"
"Qiao Lan!"
A figure suddenly rushed over, much faster than Ouyang Mo, and grabbed Qiao Lan from Yin Wanying's arms and held her sideways.
"What's wrong with her? Please feel it! Is there any danger?"
It was Ye Qi. He quickly asked Yin Wanying while holding Qiao Lan.
For awakened beings, mental damage is sometimes fatal, while internal and external injuries are not particularly important considerations. Therefore, Ye Qi first asked Yin Wanying to judge whether Qiao Lan was in danger through perception.
Yin Wanying took out an embroidered handkerchief from the secret pocket of her dress and slowly wiped the back of her neck, wiping away the traces of snot and tears left by Qiao Lan.
He replied gently, "She simply passed out due to excessive grief and mental exhaustion. Her other injuries should be minor and can be treated and recovered with routine treatment."
Ye Qi breathed a sigh of relief and then turned to Ouyang Mo.
After a pause, he finally said, "Doctor Ouyang, can I ask you to help with the treatment?"
Ouyang Mo held out his hand, motioning him to hand Qiao Lan over. "No need for your request. I was going to treat her anyway. I left your base, but I never left her."
This is a stinging statement.
Ye Qi looked at Ouyang Mo's outstretched arms, "...She's heavier, let me do it."
Without waiting for Ouyang Mo to say anything, he turned around and carried Qiao Lan to a small open space nearby. He released a soft cushion from his subspace, spread it on the ground, and let Qiao Lan lie flat on it. This was a simple treatment area.
Ouyang Mo retracted his arm and looked at Ye Qi with displeasure, great displeasure, extremely displeasure.
However, treating Qiao Lan's injuries was the most important thing. He didn't argue about anything, walked over, opened the medicine box and started treating him.
Ye Qi stood by silently.
Ouyang Mo treated him as air and worked seriously.
Carefully and swiftly, they cut open the clothing around Qiao Lan's various wounds, disinfected them, sutured them, applied medicine, and bandaged them. They also used the simple, small instruments they had on hand to examine her internal injuries, prescribing medication and injections. They even performed a minor surgery on the spot. With the help of their assistant, Dr. Zhao Hui, they removed a sharp stone that had lodged in Qiao Lan's side and damaged her internal organs, and then treated her internal organs.
Doesn't Zhao Hui breathe fire? His blazing roar isn't very effective against mutants, but it's incredibly useful as a surgical assistant. His fire is different from other fire-types, and later discovered to have disinfecting properties. I wonder if this is a special ability stemming from his medical background.
Places like battle scenes are messy, full of dust and bacteria. Performing surgery there is basically impossible. There's no way to guarantee a sterile environment, and it's easy for wounds to become infected. But with Zhao Hui around, there's no problem.
While Ouyang Mo was busy with Qiao Lan, he walked around, his arms outstretched, spitting fire from his armpits. Wherever the flames passed, everything around them was disinfected, thus ensuring the cleanliness of the open-air surgery.
"How about it, my skill is pretty good, right?"
Zhao Hui saw that other people and even some mutant beasts around were looking at her curiously, and she felt a little proud, showing off while spouting.
"Don't worry, get in line. Those with serious injuries go up front, and those with minor injuries go to the back. Doctor Ouyang and I will actively treat your injuries. With me here, any surgery can be performed safely and there's absolutely no chance of infection. And I'm not exaggerating, for example... Ah! Why did she wake up?"
As Zhao Hui was speaking, she screamed and pointed at Qiao Lan, whose surgical incision had not yet been sutured.
Qiao Lan, who should have been asleep during the general anesthesia period, opened his eyes at this time.
Is the anesthetic not enough? Zhao Hui quickly dug out a tube of anesthetic from the medicine box and prepared to give Qiao Lan another shot. Otherwise, it would be so painful to be stitched while awake.
Unexpectedly, before he could prepare the medicine, Qiao Lan closed her eyes again and fell into a deep sleep.
"Huh? Are you still going to give me anesthesia?" Zhao Hui was puzzled.
Ouyang Mo couldn't judge. Logically, the dosage of anesthetic he gave was enough to allow the already unconscious Qiao Lan to sleep for another two hours, unconscious and not wake up in the middle of treatment. But why...
Yin Wanying said softly, "No need to give her any more shots. She's still under the effects of anesthesia. I can sense it."
She turned her head quietly, looking at the ruins hidden by rocks a few meters away. That was where the bodies of Xiao Tang and the Holy Spirit girl lay, but now, both bodies were gone.
"She didn't wake up. She just followed her instincts and did what she wanted to do most." Yin Wanying sighed.
While Qiao Lan was unconscious, he took Xiao Tang and the little girl's bodies into the space.
Perhaps even in a deep coma, the subconscious mind can function. Yin Wanying thought Qiao Lan must have subconsciously understood that she was anesthetized and wouldn't wake up for a while. But she still cared about her brother, so she used her special ability to protect his body.
What people do unconsciously is what they care about most deeply. Yin Wanying envied Xiao Tang a little. If she could still have someone like Qiao Lan who thought about her so deeply after her death, wouldn't death be a happy one? She also envied Qiao Lan. With a brother as true and deep as Xiao Tang, would loneliness never come?
"Can I be a good sister or brother to you?" She looked at the unconscious Qiao Lan tenderly and thought silently.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
