Chapter 252

At this moment, the doorbell rang.

From cat's eye, it is Yuanchen's cold face like ice and snow.

How fast he is!

Although Zhuo Nianfeng lives in the neighborhood nearest to the school, it takes five minutes for Zhuo Nianfeng to sprint 100 meters from the library to here. Now less than three minutes, he stands outside the door.

Zhuo Nianfeng opens the door in a hurry. Before he speaks, Yuanchen goes straight to her bedroom with a cold face.

He smelled blood.

And the dirty blood on the doorknob.

"Yuanchen..."

"Where is the wound and how deep is it? What kind of injury? " Yuan Chen asked while walking.

"Two centimeters to the upper right side of the middle of the mountain, about two centimeters deep Guns Gunshot wounds. " Zhuo Nianfeng's last two words are afraid to scare Yuanchen.

For students, gunshot wounds are incredible.

As expected, Yuanchen stopped and stood at the door of the bedroom and looked at Zhuo Nianfeng. His face was still like ice and snow: "bring me boiling water and sterilize the scalpel."

His greatest wish in his life is to be a doctor and help the wounded and the dead.

As for the identity of the injured, Yuanchen doesn't care.

But I didn't expect that Zhuo Nianfeng, who looks like a pure sunshine, will have such a dangerous friend.

Zhuo Nianfeng slightly a Leng, then gratefully said: "received, what you need, just tell me."

She knew it was right to look for Yuanchen!

Yuanchen is the best student in Mingxian Medical University, and the student president is not just a matter of looking at his face.

Moreover, he is not only first-class in medical skills, but also excellent in medical ethics.

Even if there is an iceberg face every day, as long as people are saved, they will arrive at the first time.

"Be my assistant." Yuanchen puts on his mask and reaches out his hand, asking Zhuo Nianfeng to help him wear disinfection gloves.

Local anesthesia, calm along the lines of a layer of muscle incision, Yuanchen's movement, that pair of ice and snow like black eyes without a trace of emotional fluctuations.

It seems that he was born to get a scalpel.

No matter what kind of blood in front of him, he would not be moved.

Compared with Yuanchen, Zhuo Nianfeng is obviously too immature.

Because she saw Yuanchen pick out the bullet from the bloody hole, she had a feeling of dizziness.

However, Yuanchen still had no expression. His hands were calm and agile in the gloves, without a trace of panic.

Three hours later, when the wounds were all stitched up, Zhuo Nianfeng's clothes were wet with sweat, and his legs were a little soft.

Yuanchen also threw away the gloves covered with blood, and finally showed a comfortable expression on the iceberg's face.

"Well, I'm still lucky. The position of the wound is not fatal, but it needs a period of rest." He turned his head and said to Zhuo Nianfeng, "you'd better take him to the hospital. I remember you didn't study nursing science."

"I know." Zhuo Nianfeng saw his indifferent tone and wiped his sweat.

Sure enough, Yuanchen is a medical maniac. She only knows how to study medical skills every day, but she doesn't even know what her major is.

"And some medicine. You can come out." Yuan Chen said to go out.

Zhuo Nianfeng looks at Ouyang Yu. His face is even paler. The anesthetic strength of the operation has not passed. Aunt Mei is sitting beside him, wiping his sweat.

"What the hell are you doing? If the patient is injured and not sent to the hospital, in case of delayed treatment, are you responsible? What's more, bullets are just a little bit close to hurting the lungs. Do you know that in case of visceral injuries, a scalpel can solve the problem? "

As soon as the door of the bedroom is closed, Yuan Chen pinches his fist and roars at Zhuo Nianfeng.

"I'm sorry about this..."

"If something like this happens in the future, we should first do an emergency wound treatment and then send it to the hospital. Do you understand?"

Yuan Chen seldom angry, white face with a touch of sullen.

Just now, the injured man was strong enough, otherwise, with this kind of local anesthesia, he would die of pain if he did not do it in place.

"I know, but this thing..."

"I'll write out the medicine list, and remember to change the medicine every day. Be careful of the wound infection." Yuan Chen took a deep breath and interrupted Zhuo Nianfeng.

"Thank you."

"Doctors are supposed to save lives." Yuan Chen quickly wrote on the note book on the table, "also, I will forget this matter, but you should be careful, and it is better not to associate with dangerous people."

"There will be a low fever and complications after the operation. You can deal with it with basic nursing knowledge. You can't get him out of bed this week."

Yuan Chen said, put the book in his hand to Zhuo Nianfeng's hand and coldly looked at her: "gunshot wound, you really dare to take over. This new year's Day party is for you. Don't bother me

He said that, without waiting for Zhuo Nianfeng to speak, he went straight to the door.

"Yuanchen, you can be the best doctor." Zhuo Nianfeng watched him close the door with his backhand and murmured.Yuanchen always believed that he would be a world-class top doctor.

Whether it's his superb skills or his attitude.

However, just now I saw that man's appearance, the scalpel was almost unstable.

He knows the pain of gunshot wounds.

Under the impact of high speed, the bullet whirled into the body, crushed part of the muscle and stuck in the bone.

But the man can still laugh.

Not only can laugh out, but also warm soft language, say funny words to adjust the atmosphere.

He can't tolerate alcohol. He must be drunk.

In other words, local anesthesia is almost useless for Ouyang Yu.

But this person, actually held up to the end also did not move.

Good strong perseverance, and his somewhat feminine face is completely different.

Yuan Chen even admires such a person a little, but at the same time, he is curious about the relationship between him and Zhuo Nianfeng.

They are quite different in age.

"My God, what am I thinking?" Yuan Chen looked up at the street lamp and sighed, "isn't it a beautiful person with a higher tolerance..."

In ancient times, there was Guan Gong scraping bones and healing wounds. There was nothing worth thinking about. I'd better go back and read that neurology book.

By the time Zhuo Nianfeng came back from the pharmacy, Ouyang Yu had already started to have a low fever.

"It's almost done. It's out of danger. In two hours, our own doctor will arrive Aunt Mei changes a towel for Ouyang Yu and says to Zhuo Nianfeng.

"Aunt Mei, why did Ouyang Yu get shot? Is it the enemy or... "

"You don't have to know so much. Tomorrow is miss Qingxue's engagement day. In any case, you can't let others see that the young master is injured." Aunt Mei sighed and took a look at Zhuo Nianfeng. "I was in a coma just now. I've been calling your name all the time. Look after him. I'll arrange some things."

Aunt Mei seems to have suddenly changed a person. She is not an ordinary nanny at all. She is more like an agent.

Yes, the action words suddenly lost Billy, like a reclusive martial arts master.

"But he can't get out of bed this week..."

But now it's not to think about the problem of an expert agent. Zhuo Nianfeng looks at the man with a low fever and coma in front of him and says with worry.

"As long as it doesn't hurt the internal organs, our doctor will give him an injection of nutrition fortifier to survive tomorrow, so don't worry." Mei said and disappeared in the bedroom door.

Is it maintained with drugs?

Zhuo Nianfeng knows that drug is no different from poison and drug. It stimulates the excitability of nervous system, but the best medicine can also have side effects

"Young master, it's ok now. You can sleep well. Don't have a fever." Zhuo Nianfeng sighed and dipped his dry lips with a wet towel.

Ouyang to good-looking eyebrows slightly locked, mouth constantly vent a trace of groan.

Zhuo Nianfeng lies beside the bed and looks at his pale face.

Even if seriously injured, that bloodless face is still beautiful, just from peach blossom red to pear blossom white.

"Is it still hard? The wound has just been bandaged. Don't move Wiping the sweat on his forehead, Zhuo Nianfeng is sour in his heart, and grabs his hand waving in the air, saying softly.

Fortunately, she just called Han Muyun. Soon, Xiao Yun is still ok

Moreover, since Yuanchen is relieved to leave, it shows that Ouyang Yu will not be in danger of life.

However, Zhuo Nianfeng was not optimistic because of his coma and low fever.

"Xiao Feng..." Ouyang Yu closed his eyes and murmured, "Xiao Feng..."

"I'm here." Zhuo Nianfeng carefully covers the quilt he kicked away and keeps rubbing his thin sweat. He looks at the time.

"There are two hours to go. Better doctors will come. You have to hold on." Zhuo Nianfeng rubbed his main meridians and acupoints, and said in a low voice, "Tomorrow your sister is engaged, and you have to go. Now have a good sleep and wake up."

"Xiaofeng By my side I'm so tired... " It is still a broken groan, escaping from Ouyang Yu's pale thin lips.

"Yes, I am." Zhuo Nianfeng slowly stroked his thin face, and a burst of sadness welled up in his heart. Why did all the people around her have such or that pain?

Ouyang Yu seems to have heard it. He even has a light smile on his face: "don't leave me Like Like you around I love it... "

“…… I'm here. I'm not going Zhuo Nianfeng took back his hand and looked at the clock. It was already one o'clock in the morning.

The waiting time was so long, only two hours, but it made Zhuo Nianfeng feel like half a century.

Obviously, he was talking to Ouyang Yu in a low voice, but his voice became hoarse unconsciously. When two doctors in ordinary suits and trousers came here, Zhuo Nianfeng could not speak.Maybe it was the operation that drained her energy.

Although it's not her main knife, watching yuan Chen cut his muscle a little bit, opened his bloody chest, and took out the bullet, her heart was also suffering, a kind of unbearable pain.

"Xiao Feng, you go to sleep. I'm here." Aunt Mei pushed Zhuo Nianfeng into the guest room, handed her a glass of milk and said, "drink it up and have a rest early."

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