Qian Zilin brushed the dust off his butt and said, "It was a scrap of scrap metal that scratched me. I can't even see a scratch."
Zhao Shi finally breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately became furious: "Who the hell did this?"
"Now is not the time to pursue this matter. I'll go ask the doctor first to see how Lingyue is doing. This is a serious crime."
"Okay, I'll watch here and let me investigate this matter."
Qian Zilin glanced at him and said, "It's not your turn yet."
Did they really think the platoon leader behind Wang Zhijun was a pushover? Could someone who had once thrived in the Peking underground be ruined by such a minor incident?
It seems impossible just thinking about it.
When Qian Zilin arrived, Ling Yue was still in the emergency room. There was rust on the wound on her back, and the rust needed to be removed one by one and then disinfected.
Fortunately, it is not big, just very deep. What I am most afraid of is infection later.
The biggest problem the doctor is facing now is that no matter how much blood Ling Yue bleeds, the value on the instrument has not changed.
"No, this thing is broken."
"Hey, this Huasu stuff is so bad now. It broke within two years of being bought."
"Forget it, forget about it, let's take care of the wound first." An old man said, "We didn't have these things before, but we still performed surgery on people, didn't we?"
The operation went smoothly, at least that's how it seemed to them.
When the operating room door opened, Qian Zilin stepped forward and asked, "How is it, doctor?"
"Don't worry, it's just excessive bleeding. All the rust on the wound has been removed. Be careful not to get infected later."
After giving instructions on precautions and how to take care of the patient, he left.
Ling Yue came out awake, and there was no need for general anesthesia for the wound on her back.
"Lingyue, how do you feel?"
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