Chapter 927: Military Medical Legend of the City Soldier King

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Medical center.

Emergency.

"what's the situation?"

Adam greeted him with the little man.

"58 years old, male, motor vehicle accident, tachycardia 160, blood pressure 80, weak breathing on both sides."

The first responder said quickly.

"what's going on?"

Adam looked at the camouflage uniform lying on the patient and frowned.

"I did not do anything."

The first responder said, "He did it all before I arrived."

"Don't you see it?"

The soldier, who was lying on the patient's neck and blowing through a pen inserted in his neck, looked up at Adam.

"The ambulance didn't arrive at the time. There was only a ballpoint pen beside me. Don't worry, I used ice and snow to sterilize the poison."

"Melendes, take over."

Adam ordered the little man, and then said to a proud man wearing a camouflage uniform and a soldier who returned to the city: "Soldier, you can let go."

"Major Owen Hunter, Milliken Army, Second Front Surgery Squad, I am a traumatologist."

The camouflage man was obviously dissatisfied with Adam calling him a soldier, and began to report the title, and he looked suspicious of Adam and the little man's level: "Are you sure?"

"Before the ambulance arrived, in order to save the patient in time, I used a ballpoint pen to intubate, no problem."

Adam pushed the patient to the emergency room and glanced at him: "I will do the same if I change.

But you also followed in the ambulance.

Don't you tell me that there is no airbag most commonly used in ambulances?

Need your mouth to help you breathe all the time?

Major Hunter, is this how the battlefield saves people?

are you sure? "

"..."

Major Owen Hunter stagnated.

"Haha."

Christina, who was waiting for other ambulances with an intern next to her, laughed directly.

"Doctor Yang, help Major Hunter treat the wound on his leg."

The Adamite had entered, but the voice came out.

Christina then saw Major Hunt's thighs bloody, and quickly motioned to her trainee to come forward to help.

"No need to."

The Returning Soldier King, how could he put this wound in his eyes, waved his hand to prevent the intern from being supported, and walked to the emergency room by himself.

"Major Hunter, what are you doing?"

Christina was taken aback and chased after her.

"I'm going to see how my patients are."

Major Hunter looked worried.

"Please!"

Christina grabbed him: "You don't even know Adam?"

"Is he famous?"

Major Hunter paused: "So young, so arrogant."

"You really don't know him?"

Christina looked carefully at Major Hunter's expression, a little suspicious that he was pretending to be deliberately.

There are still people in Quanmi who don’t know Adam?

That's really strange.

"I have been on the battlefield abroad, fighting for the country."

Major Hunter glanced at her.

"But you are a doctor."

Christina asked strangely: "Don't you care about the latest news in the medical world?"

Then what came to mind, it suddenly dawned: "Oh, yes, you don't even know how to use an airbag, you only know that you use your mouth to blow in there... shouldn't it be easy to be a military doctor?"

"That's because I'm not used to it, I didn't expect it."

Major Hunter blushed in defense.

"I understand."

Christina nodded noncommittal: "Let me help you deal with the wound."

"You do not believe?"

Major Hunter was anxious with a look of anger: "Are you insulting the honor of the military doctor who fought for the country?"

"No."

Christina shook her head insincerely, then saw Major Hunt staring at her, frowning.

"But tell me, how many good doctors are willing to be military doctors on the frontline?

As for fighting for the country? "

"What happened to fighting for the country?"

Major Hunter couldn't refute the fact that Christina's'good doctor is not a soldier', so he could only grab the second half of her sentence: "Aren't we military doctors fighting for the country?"

"Don't get excited."

Christina pulled him into the ward, began to cut the camouflage pants on his thigh, and said while examining the wound.

"I didn't mean to target your military doctors. After all, military doctors are also doctors."

"Then what do you mean?"

Major Hunter calmed down a bit.

"Please, I don't need to say it, right?"

Christina glanced at him and began to disinfect the wound on his leg.

"We have known a saying since childhood, business is business, everything is business.

You crossed continents and oceans, went abroad, just simply fighting for the country?

Who defends us from being violated?

Thousands of thousands of kilometers away, across continents and oceans, can't fly foreign enemies at all?

Is there any threat to this country in the world today?

Even if there is, it won't be those small countries, right?

It's all benefits.

You are just taking advantage of those military-industrial groups. "

Seeing Major Hunter staring at herself blankly, Christina felt a glimpse of her heart: "Are you okay?"

"That's how your people in China think of us?"

Major Hunter was startled.

"rest assured."

Christina casually said: "There are only a few sober like us. Most people are brainwashed by the media and do not think independently. They still regard you as heroes!"

Major Hunter: "..."

Seeing that he didn't react fiercely, Christina relaxed, turned around to get the anesthesia needle, and prepared to give him a local anesthesia for sutures.

Major Hunter glanced at Christina.

Although he was uncomfortable with her words, he still admired her for her self-confident and somewhat assertive character.

Not to mention that she is still a woman...

While visiting relatives, he was involved in a car accident at a crossroad before he could go home. He participated in emergency rescue and was very tolerant of any woman.

then.

He glanced at the curve of Christina's back, picked up the automatic stitcher on the table, directly like a staple, and greeted the wound on his leg.

clatter!

"Humph!"

He let out a muffled snort for the first time.

damn it!

This is more painful than imagined.

But now that this has been done, there is no turning back.

clatter!

clatter!

clatter!

Major Hunter endured the pain and sutured his wound himself.

"what are you doing?"

Christina, who heard the movement, turned around and saw this scene, she was shocked: "I haven't anesthetized yet?"

"So?"

Major Hunter pretended not to care, and asked coolly.

"Are you rotating or retiring?"

Christina stayed for a while, listening to the stitching sound of the stapler, she felt pain, thinking of something, suddenly asked.

"Rotate."

Major Hunter was overjoyed.

Woman, finally caught your attention, and amazed you!

This is the man!

"Still spinning?"

Christina glanced at him sympathetically: "You already have the signs of PTSD, take advantage of the slightness of UU reading , retire early, don't delay it until it is very serious, it will hurt your family at that time. "

"...I don't have PTSD!"

Major Hunter was speechless.

What kind of brain circuits are the women in the city now, why can't he keep up at all.

"are you sure?"

Christina looked at him pityingly: "Obviously there is an anesthetic needle to get it, but you just don't get it. You have to endure this unnecessary pain.

This is not PTSD, is it M?

Don't tell me it doesn't hurt! "

Metropolitan Soldier King·Medic Hunter: "..."

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