Chapter 24 Seeking Medical Treatment
The police car drove to the nearest Nanhai City Second Hospital.
Chu Qiao sat in the back seat of the police car with his eyes closed.
The system's light screen displayed her brain image, and the pink light in the hippocampus of her brain flickered. Although it was not like yesterday, where the two memories conflicted with each other, they had not completely merged.
Chu Qiao took a deep breath, concentrated his mind and calmed down. The two memories of the Martian Chu Qiao and the current Chu Qiao all came flooding back, overlapping and becoming a mess in his mind.
"drop--"
System: "Do you want to start the assistance function?"
Chu Qiao frowned: "What is the assist function?"
System: "When the host has difficulty activating the reward, the system can provide assistance. For example, now."
What were you doing earlier? Chu Qiao had three black lines on his face. Even if he was usually a calm person, he felt like cursing at this moment.
Chu Qiao suppressed his anger and tried to calmly use his mind to initiate assistance.
System: "Please pay 500 gold coins for assistance."
Chu Qiao, who had 20,000 gold coins in her hand, certainly didn't care about the 500 coins. She just wanted to sort out her memory as soon as possible.
Let's get started.
The number of gold coins in the upper right corner of the system decreased instantly, and two names flashing with golden light suddenly appeared in Chu Qiao's mind, one was written as Mars Chu Qiao, and the other was written as Current Chu Qiao.
Mars Chuqiao: an orphan.
Xian Chuqiao: Both parents are alive
Mars Chu Qiao: Grew up in an orphanage, joined the Guardians of the Galaxy at the age of 8, and underwent long-term military training
Xian Chuqiao: From an average family, joined China Shipping after graduating from university, a flight attendant, and has a boyfriend.
Mars Chuqiao: Calm and resolute, slightly humorous.
Xian Chuqiao: Gentle, people-pleasing personality.
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With the help of the system, Chu Qiao saw two clear memory lines appear in his hippocampus in just a few minutes.
Chu Qiao's brows gradually relaxed, and he opened his eyes. His mind was clear, without any confusion.
At this time, Zhao Siming was driving while holding a small white thin piece about 10 cm long and 6 cm wide, putting it to his ear and saying something.
Chu Qiao initially thought he was talking to him, so he listened carefully, but it didn't seem like it.
"Hello, I'm Zhao Siming from the Nanyang State Police."
"Yes, contact Dr. Zhang from the orthopedics department for me."
"Okay, I'll be there in 5 minutes."
As Chu Qiao came from the developed Mars, he instantly understood the function of this thing. This world is still quite backward, and communication tools still need to be held in the hands. Mars has already achieved seamless communication.
"arrive."
Zhao Siming stepped on the brakes, but Chu Qiao used his nimble elbows to support the back of the chair, and did not rush forward due to inertia.
The air in the hospital was filled with the smell of disinfectant, and from time to time one could hear a few groans and desperate shouts.
The nurse was already waiting at the entrance of the orthopedic outpatient department. As she led the two of them, she explained, "Officer Zhao, we're going to the treatment room first. Please wait a moment. We have an emergency patient who just finished surgery. Doctor Zhang and Doctor Lu from the neurology department are out getting medical advice. They'll be back soon."
Zhao Siming nodded and stood at the door of the treatment room like a door god.
Chu Qiao glanced at him and said, "Officer Zhao, don't worry, I won't run away."
Zhao Siming's body remained motionless.
Chu Qiao shook his head and ignored him, looking down at the wound on his hand. The expired medicine his elder sister had given him yesterday still had some effect, and the festering area had stopped expanding.
"Who's looking for Doctor Zhang?"
A man in a white coat pushed the door open and came in. He was about 1.8 meters tall, which was rare among doctors. Chu Qiao took a closer look at him.
The man was wearing a mask, so Chu Qiao couldn't see his entire face, but his eyebrows were sharp, his eyes were sharp, and his nose was high. If he were on Mars, where plastic surgery is rampant, his eyebrows and eyes would also become a model for plastic surgery.
The man approached Chu Qiao and asked, "Are you going to treat the wound?"
Chu Qiao looked up and just saw his angular jaw.
The nurse said, "Doctor Lu, this patient was brought by Officer Zhao to see Doctor Zhang. He has an injured hand."
Lu Zhan nodded: "The patient who just had surgery had some problems. Doctor Zhang has to wait a while. I will treat her first."
The nurse seemed afraid that Officer Zhao would disagree, so she quickly explained, "This Doctor Lu is a neurology doctor, but he's our specially hired all-round doctor and an expert in first aid. Officer Zhao, don't worry."
Chu Qiao had no qualms about this. Any doctor could handle this minor injury. She took the initiative to extend her hand and said, "Doctor Lu, thank you for your hard work."
Lu Zhan looked at the wound and was distracted for a moment. The wound looked familiar.
He raised his head and looked at Chu Qiao. The sunburned skin on his face had not yet recovered. Who else could it be but Mr. Chu who survived at sea?
Chu Qiao felt Lu Zhan's gaze and went to meet him: "Doctor Lu, is there any problem?"
Lu Zhan touched his nose and said, "I'm just curious about how you got hurt. It's nothing."
As Lu Zhan spoke, he glanced at Zhao Siming, who was in uniform and had a serious expression, and then looked at Chu Qiao, who had a cold expression on his face. The two of them didn't seem like friends, but this didn't matter to him. He was only interested in the wound.
Lu Zhan turned around and took out a disposal box from the cabinet. He placed Chu Qiao's hand on a tray and gently poured a bottle of hydrogen peroxide onto her wound. "It's a little painful, bear with it."
Chu Qiao didn't move, letting her do whatever she wanted.
The nurses beside her were all stunned: "Little girl, you are amazing! If it were someone else, they would have started screaming."
Lu Zhan was not surprised. A person who could survive alone at sea could not be a delicate flower.
He picked up the syringe filled with saline solution, pushed the syringe hard, and used the pressure of the water spray from the syringe to force out the pus in the wound bit by bit.
Chu Qiao was as steady as a rock, not even blinking from beginning to end.
After cleaning, Lu Zhan held her arm and hesitated for a second between alcohol and iodine. Alcohol would hurt, and iodine would leave pigment attached.
"Use alcohol." Chu Qiao said.
"I'm the doctor, thank you." He chose iodine to disinfect her.
Chu Qiao did not refute. At this moment, her arms were a little hot and her face was flushed.
Lu Zhan said calmly: "I have a fever."
Chu Qiao didn't care: "Maybe, it doesn't matter."
Lu Zhan looked up and said to Officer Zhao, "The wound has been treated, but you need to keep an eye on it. If the temperature doesn't drop at night, come to the hospital immediately. Also, come back in two days to change the dressing."
Zhao Siming nodded as a thank you.
Although he had a fever, Chu Qiao was extremely awake at this moment.
She reorganized the information in her mind like a revolving lantern, raised the corner of her mouth, and said to Zhao Siming: "Officer Zhao, let's not waste time. Let's go back to the police station and complete the investigation as soon as possible."
Lu Zhan was taking off his rubber gloves and happened to see her smile.
Zhao Siming also looked at Chu Qiao strangely. He was stuttering and his words were incoherent when he asked questions just now, so why was he suddenly so active now?
"Officer Zhao, aren't you leaving yet?" Chu Qiao had already walked out the door.
Zhao Siming chased after her and followed closely behind her, fearing that she would disappear if he was not careful.
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