In short, this operation cannot be performed in the infirmary.

"Comrade, our infirmary does not have the conditions for surgery. You have injured an artery and must go to the hospital for suturing." Zhang Yan said apologetically.

"But it's me!" The young man himself was aware of his own injuries. He was worried that he would not be able to survive the hospital and the blood in his body would drain out.

"It's okay, I'll go with you!" Zhang Yan guessed the young man's worries and said with a smile.

With the young man's injury, if he didn't follow him, he wouldn't be able to stop the bleeding. Soon the young man would suffer from hemorrhagic shock and die.

In this age where a cold can kill someone, severing the artery in the hand is definitely a fatal injury.

"Liang Yan, call the factory office and say this..."

There is also an internal telephone number in the medical office, which is in the office of the dean, whose surname is also Liang.

"This is Master Wen, the chef in the cafeteria." Liang Yan quickly introduced.

"Just say that Master Wen has cut an artery and must be sent to the hospital immediately, otherwise his life will be in danger. Ask the factory office to send a car to take Master Wen to the hospital."

Liang Yan ran out to make a phone call.

"Master Wen, don't be nervous. Look, I'm holding you down like this and there's no bleeding at all. As long as you go to the hospital and get sutures in time, you'll be fine." Zhang Yan comforted her gently.

"Thank you, doctor!" Wen Youliang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the wound was indeed no longer bleeding.

"You're welcome, but how could you still hurt this place?" Zhang Yan couldn't help but be curious.

"Hey, don't mention it. Master asked me to stir up a small stove today, and I did a trick when I was happy. As a result, I was touched by someone while doing the trick, and my wrist hit the edge of the knife." Wen Youliang was a little embarrassed.
Chapter completed!