Chapter 144 Frivolous
"Maybe." But Yun Qiao couldn't figure out why a beautiful educated youth would choose to get married in the countryside?
This is completely cutting off one's own retreat.
Qin Guifen suddenly thought of something: "By the way, her accent sounds quite similar to yours. I guess she's from your area of Shanghai."
"What a coincidence." Yun Qiao was surprised for a moment: "I really didn't expect to meet a third Shanghai educated youth here."
Qin Guifen was also surprised: "That's right, when I heard her speak, I felt that her accent seemed familiar, and I thought she must be from the same hometown as you. You are both from the same place and are about the same age. If you have the chance to meet, you will definitely have a lot to talk about."
"Whether we meet or not depends on fate." Yun Qiao smiled and said, "The relationship between the educated youth in our company and those in Shuanglin Cave is very strained, so we may not have the chance to meet."
"That's true."
After finishing his meal, Yun Qiao took the initiative to wash the dishes he had used and put them back where they belonged. He wiped his hands and said to Qin Guifen, "Sister, the meal is over. I'm going back home first."
"Hurry back. The clinic can't be short of people. If someone needs to see a doctor, don't make them wait anxiously." Qin Guifen smiled and said, "When the elm seed steamed buns are ready, I'll bring them to you."
"OK."
Yun Qiao hurried back to the clinic and saw two young men, one tall and one short, waiting outside the door.
One of them had a cigarette in his mouth, his arms around each other, puffing out smoke, and he didn't even stand properly, looking sloppy and unruly.
Not many of the educated youth in the fifth company smoked, so Yun Qiao couldn't help but take a few more glances and found that the two men looked unfamiliar. They must be educated youth who had just arrived.
Seeing Yun Qiao coming over, the short male educated youth pushed the taller man's back and said, "Brother Ming, someone is coming."
Fu Ming turned around with a cigarette in his hand and looked at Yunqiao's figure, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He raised his eyebrows, looked her up and down with a frivolous look, and said with a bit of ruffian tone: "Little comrade, are you the company's medical officer?"
As soon as they met, Yun Qiao's impression of these two people plummeted to the bottom. She said "hmm" expressionlessly and took out the key to open the door.
Pushing open the door, Yun Qiao saw two people entering the room with burning cigarettes between them. He frowned slightly and reminded them, "Smoking is not allowed in the bathroom."
Fu Ming curled his thin lips and chuckled: "The clinic is not big, but there are quite a few rules."
Yun Qiao ignored him and emphasized, "Smoking is not allowed in the bathroom. You can come in after you finish smoking."
After saying that, she quickly walked into the health room and came out of the cubicle, putting on a white coat.
Fu Ming was already sitting in front of the counter, and it was unclear whether he had finished the cigarette in his hand or thrown it away.
Yun Qiao asked as usual, "Are you sick?"
Fu Ming nodded: "Yes, it's me."
"Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Fu Ming: "Head. There's a cut on my head. Could you please bandage it for me?"
Yun Qiao subconsciously looked at Fu Ming's head, but his hair was quite long, thick and black, covering his entire scalp. Yun Qiao took a quick look and couldn't tell where he was injured.
"Lower your head, let me see."
Fu Ming lowered his head and pointed to the back of his head, saying, "It's right behind here. Please help."
Yun Qiao pulled aside the outer layer of hair and found that the inner layer of hair had been stuck with dark red blood scabs, and the wound was firmly covered by the blood scabs.
"Your wound has already scabbed over. It must have been here for quite some time. Why didn't you come earlier?"
"Something happened before." Fu Ming said briefly and didn't say anything more.
"How did you get hurt?"
"A grandson hung it up with a mirror, but it's not a big deal."
Yun Qiao paused, then calmly withdrew his hand and said, "The hair on the surface of your wound is stuck to the blood scab. If you want to bandage it, you have to clean the blood scab and shave your hair first."
Fu Ming: "Is it okay if I don't shave my hair?"
"If you don't shave, you can't bandage it. You can only clean and disinfect it, which carries the risk of infection and will also slow down recovery."
"Just go slower, no one will die anyway." Fu Ming said nonchalantly, "You clean it up."
Yun Qiao responded and turned to the male educated youth who had come with Fu Ming and said, "Please pull his hair to expose the wound."
The male educated youth responded and rolled up his sleeves to help.
Then Yun Qiao took out the disinfectant alcohol, used tweezers to hold a cotton ball, and cleaned the blood scab that was stuck to the hair bit by bit.
The wound on Fu Ming's head was very long, at least five centimeters long, but not deep. It had stopped bleeding and it wouldn't cause any serious problems if it wasn't bandaged.
"If the wound isn't deep and you don't want to bandage it, disinfect it twice a day with alcohol, once in the morning and once in the evening. Don't let it come into contact with water for a week to prevent it from getting inflamed."
Fu Ming looked at Yun Qiao with a smile: "Doctor, I don't have any alcohol, could you please prescribe some?"
Yun Qiao shook his head: "I don't have a small bottle of alcohol here, so I can't open it for you. If you don't mind the trouble, bring a bottle over and I'll pour you some."
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