Finally, a postoperative wound patch was applied, covered with clothing, and the dressing was changed once a day.
Good luck…
The person is still breathing tonight, and the wound will not fester tomorrow morning.
Congratulations, he saved his life.
Zhou Li'an is still very confident in his medical skills. The involution of hospitals in the United States is not much worse than that in China. Although there are many Chinese medical staff now, and everyone flocks to them because of their high salaries and stable positions, discrimination is still ubiquitous.
So we can only speak in terms of level and performance. Just like being bullied at school, good students can always receive the care of their teachers.
Zhou Li'an stood up and wanted to rub his numb legs from squatting.
He endured it.
I just stood there and glanced calmly at the west. I saw that the sun had reached the top of the Sierra Nevada Mountains and was about to disappear.
Immediately, he turned towards the hillside.
The boy and girl were still kneeling on the ground, not daring to move.
Zhou Li'an waved to them, hoping they would understand and come over.
The two looked at each other, their lips slightly parted, probably discussing something. Finally, they walked over without even looking at the man on the ground. In fact, they really wanted to but didn't dare.
Zhou Li'an reached out and took out a stone dagger from the boy's leather belt.
The boy was trembling with fear and did not dare to move under the restraint of the girl's eyes.
They watched Zhou Li'an squat down and draw a picture on the land.
A moon, a mountain, a sun, a person, and people under the sun.
There is no artistic atmosphere, ancient mural style.
I hope that the education of tribal children in 1400 included art classes in addition to field hunting and physical education classes.
Followed closely.
Whoosh.
There are no people left.
The stone dagger fell to the ground, because the moment it left, Zhou Li'an let go.
A 'bang' sound woke up the sluggish boys and girls.
The two of them suddenly knelt down and knelt down again in a murmur.
It wasn't until the sun on the mountainside was half swallowed that they gradually stopped, unable to get up because they were already exhausted.
The bison died after struggling at the foot of the hillside.
The temperature is starting to get colder...
Before darkness fell, there were voices and shouts from a crowd in the distance.
The boy and girl looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. The girl stood up and shouted: "It's the leader, he has brought people to find us."
"Bullshit, we are going to tell them everything that happened today..."
"We can't leave here..."
"God will come again, you see, this is God's will."
The boy who was called bull shit looked down at the painting: "God's will?"
The girl was extremely sure and explained God's decree: "...When the moon sets and the sun rises again, God will return and He will lead the Modoc people to prosperity."
Niu Shi looked at the painting and asked, "Is he the sun god?"
The girl was also a little confused, but before the clan members arrived, she completed the communication with Niu Shi: "No, he is the supreme wind god, do you understand?"
Niu Shi recalled the shocking sight of the gods coming and going without a trace: "Yes, he is the supreme wind god. He is the one who caused the sun and the moon to change and bring the rain!!"
"Will the Ke people believe it?"
The girl looked at the rise and fall of her father's chest and the mural on the ground——
"Father is still alive."
"And God will return after the replacement of the sun and the moon!"
…
"A deluxe version of taco, a huge glass of ice, thank you."
The supreme Fengshen now took out his credit card to pay the bill and got the dinner plate. There was an oversized cup with ice in it.
There is a charge for cups and unlimited Coke refills.
Take a cold mouthful and the bubbles explode on your tongue and mouth.
"Hiccup, it feels good."
Zhou Li'an began to organize his thoughts.
In fact, he could stay and it would be convenient to check his condition, but there was no need to sleep in the open air. He was also very tired. He started hiking dozens of kilometers every day. Today, he also completed an independent operation, which was the limit of what he could do.
Apart from that, the two children are easy to fool.
It's different as you get older.
If a warrior comes out and wants to kill God and prove the truth, Zhou Li'an will have to run away in a flash.
Therefore, the standard plan is to leave enough suspense.
Give them a night to brainstorm.
When the sun rises and the gods appear again, the strongest impact on consciousness will occur.
Fill your stomach.
Return home.
The soft and flat silicone mattress seems to dilute the difficult and difficult dream of founding the country.
But as long as I think about going to the hospital and working hard...
It is impossible to work part-time.
Zhou Li'an resigned after verifying the system.
This was not an impulsive decision, he made the decision after testing the system many times.
Now he is probably on the blacklist in the industry, but he did not submit a written application one month in advance.
The escape route is blocked.
Then the only way to achieve reunification is through Jianguo becoming president.
Set the alarm clock to wake up and gradually fall asleep with random thoughts.
…
Seven o'clock in the morning.
I washed and dressed neatly, and even put on a bulletproof vest, so I was careful and there was nothing wrong.
As long as he is not shot through the chest and abdomen, he will basically not die.
Anyone who dares to hurt himself can just flash, jump, and shoot. The theoretical logic is that it's no problem to pick a hundred, but it mainly depends on the individual's operation.
Take a deep breath.
Zhou Li'an traveled through time!
After a flash of daylight, he appeared in front of his painting.
Sunny and slightly cold.
The air is very fresh, so fresh that the smell of blood from yesterday's fight is very distinct.
"%...￥##..."
"%...%#..."
Hearing the obscure language, Zhou Li'an turned around.
When he turned around, he was startled.
A group of people in Wuyangyang knelt down and worshiped themselves at the foot of the hillside.
The leader was an old man with many wrinkles on his face, and beside him were the boys and girls he had seen yesterday.
【Looks like your plan was successful?】
Zhou Li'an lowered his head and found that the person who treated him yesterday was missing.
Dead?
He glanced around and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Not dead, he knelt behind the boy and girl.
Counting the heads, there were probably hundreds of people. Judging from the fact that they were all men, women, old and young, they must have formed a group to come here to pay New Year greetings.
"What kind of tribe is this?"
[The problem you described...]
"I didn't ask you, shut up!"
In the 15th century, there were at least more than 1 million Indians living in North America. Compared with the total number of 30 million in the entire America, it is not worth mentioning. A larger population was in South America, which was the hell of large-scale massacre and death later. It was not just massacres.
, more of a slave, used to mine gold and silver.
If the number of people in front of you is the total number of a tribe.
Should it be considered small scale?
At least they have enough young men and women to hunt, as well as women and old people to provide support, as well as children they are nurturing.
Zhou Li'an is not in a hurry to understand all this. There must be trade, cooperation and even hostility between tribes. We will always see it in the future.
As a doctor.
The first thing you do when you arrive at work is to prepare for ward rounds.
He walked down the hillside and came to the patient. The tenacious aborigines were really strong. Even though his stomach was bleeding, he still kept his kneeling position.
Zhou Li'an squatted down, opened the clothes he was wearing, and tore open the wound patch.
There is bleeding, but judging from the healing of the wound...
He was saved.
The trouble is... he needs to rest, not act randomly and open the wound.
Due to the language barrier, I was unable to give medical advice.
Zhou Li'an glanced at the aborigines who were kneeling on the ground.
"My dear friends, please be free."
he shouted.
At the same time, make a raised posture with both hands.
Everyone lowered their heads, but made eye contact.
Finally, it was the old man who was leading the group who got up first and shouted to the people behind him before everyone stood up.
Boys and girls came supporting the old man.
The old man's eyes were extremely bright and clear, something Zhou Li'an had never seen before. The old man knelt down, crawled at his feet, dusted him off, and said in a pious tone -
“…%%##…”
Zhou Li'an smiled kindly, motioned the old man to get up, and nodded: "That's right, follow me and enjoy the food and drink!!"
The old man nodded in surprise: "...%r&%..."
Zhou Li'an had a spring-breathing smile on his face: "Fifty-six ethnic groups, fifty-six flowers, people of all ethnic groups are as close as one family."
The old man reached out humbly, trying to grab Zhou Li'an's arm.
Zhou Li'an let him do whatever he wanted.
The old man actually wanted to help him. After he got his wish, he burst into tears of joy and shouted to the back: "...&%￥..."
Then.
The girl supported the old man.
The old man supported Zhou Li'an.
Let's walk towards the west together.
[Hahahaha, do you really understand? 】
"You care, this is spiritual communication. Did you take me home without looking at anyone?"