Chapter 548

Seeing that the door opened, he opened his slightly closed eyes and saw a girl in a pink dress, who was almost unreal. Behind her was Wu Bo, who had picked him up last night. Wu Bo was carrying a big bag in his hand.

Pan Lu smiles at Gu Biao and says, "are you Gu Biao? This is my home. Don't worry about it. I'll take care of it and send you back to where you want to go. "

"Miss, you are..." Gu Biao sat up with his right hand, wearing the beige pajamas that Uncle Wu changed for him. His blood coat had been disposed of by Uncle Wu.

"Don't get up, and don't ask who I am. You'll know later. Lie down and I'll help you with the wound." Pan Lu stopped him and motioned for Uncle Wu to help him lie down.

"Thank you, miss." Gu Biao gratefully thanks pan Lu, and a burst of warmth rises in his heart.

That this beautiful girl is the angel to save him.

"Uncle Wu, please untie his pajamas and take them off." Pan Lu's eyelashes drooped when she was still wearing clothes.

Uncle Wu helped him take off his pajamas and helped him to lie down again. He was shirtless and had two shocking wounds.

On the left arm of a blood hole, the external blood has dried up scab, open a frightening opening, around has been red, swollen and festering.

The wound on the chest is about ten centimeters long. It's everted and inflamed.

Pan Lu reached out and explored Gu Biao's forehead. Her temperature was terrible and her forehead was hot.

"You have a fever." Pan Lu said, eyes surprised looking at Gu Biao, the man burned so did not be confused? In the heart secretly admires.

In fact, pan Lu doesn't know that Gu Biao has been trying to maintain his last consciousness. He won't let himself fall asleep in a place that is not completely safe and secure.

"Uncle Wu, please pour me a cup of boiled water and give him some medicine to reduce fever. I've brought it." Pan Lu opened the big bag and took out some surgical instruments and trauma drugs.

It has to be said that Dr. Elan is really a good doctor who is conscientious. The drugs are very complete. There are not only fever reducing drugs to prevent infection and inflammation of the wound, but also tetanus injections, and other trauma related drugs.

"Miss, how can you..." Wu Bo was surprised to see this charming girl he grew up looking at. When did he even understand these things? And she seems to be very skilled.

At this time, he did not call pan Lu "Lulu", but called "Miss", in fact, in order not to reveal pan Lu's name, not even a word, a "Miss" is also to show pan Lu's identity in this family.

"When I was abroad, I learned nursing knowledge for a while in my spare time. If I am a stranger, I have to know something about everything." Pan Lu put on gloves, holding tweezers and scissors busy alive, mouth not out of the blue to say.

She first gave Gu Biao local anesthesia for the wound, and then took a cotton swab to carefully clean up the dry congestion on the wound.

"The first lady really suffered in those years..." Wu Bo also knew her experience of giving birth abroad, and he was heartbroken.

"It's all right, isn't it all in the past? Come on, Uncle Wu, help me take out the medicine bottle with the red label. " That's the disinfectant Dr. Yi gave her.

Uncle Wu didn't understand all this. He had to fight.

First deal with Gu Biao's chest wound. Because the long edge of the knife failed to be sutured in time, it was very terrible, especially the swelling and inflammation around it.

Pan Lu motioned to Wu Bo to help her put on the medical mask, and then whispered to Gu Biao, "I'll hold back for a while. If it hurts, just shout it out. It's OK at my home."

After a while, pan Lu touched the wound on his chest with a cotton swab and asked, "do you feel anything?"

"It's OK. We can do it." Gu Biao is a tough guy, not to mention on the anesthetic, even without him can carry.

Pan Lu began to work with confidence. She took the scissors to cut the necrotic muscles first. After finishing all these, it had been half an hour. Pan Lu's forehead oozed fine sweat.

Wu Bo helps her dry the sweat on her forehead with a paper towel. Pan Lu's eyes are bent like the moon, and her face behind the mask is smiling.

She cleaned up the wound, applied medicine to him, and finally cut gauze to bandage his wound.

At this time, pan Lu was already exhausted. Uncle Wu quickly took a chair for her to sit down and poured her a glass of water.

"Miss, you've been pampered since you were a child. Where have you ever done these rough (and dirty) jobs? It's really hard for you." Uncle Wu looked at the girl who was younger than his own child.

"That's when I was a child. When I grow up, I have to learn more common sense of life. Is that a life skill? No, I'll use it today. " Pan Lu said with a self mocking smile.

Gu Biao didn't feel much pain in the process of treating the wound due to local anesthesia. It was just the high fever caused by the inflammation of the wound that made him feel very safe here. Finally, he put down his guard and fell asleep.

Then she did local anesthesia for Gu Biao's left arm, and then she sat back in her chair and continued to rest.

After a ten minute rest, pan Lu began to sort out the medicine and equipment in the bag.

She's going to start taking the warhead out of Gu Biao's left arm.

Uncle Wu was nervous. He was worried that Lulu was very tired just now. Could he take the bullet to deal with the wound on his arm?

He looked at Pan Lu with inquiring eyes, his face full of worry.

"It's all right, Uncle Wu. Don't you believe me?" Pan Lu did not forget to tease easily.

"No, it's too hard. I'd better do it. Just teach me." Uncle Wu reached for the scalpel and forceps.

"No, Uncle Wu. I'll do it myself." After all, she is more proficient and faster than Uncle Wu.

Due to the anesthesia, Gu Biao was in a coma, and he had the experience of dealing with the knife wound just now. Next, he was less nervous about taking the warhead.

Pan Lu has never seen a chicken, a duck or a fish killed in Dalian. Now he has to cut the necrotic muscle alive, cut the cut with a scalpel and carefully take out the bullet trapped in the muscle.

Big sweat came out of her forehead and ran down her cheek into the hood. When Wu saw it, he quickly drew out a tissue to wipe her forehead.

Wu Bo saw that every time pan Lu's scalpel was cut, her eyes would be closed. He knew that she was particularly afraid to see such a bloody scene, and he greatly appreciated the courage of this young lady.