"Sister Lu, lend me your motorcycle. I have to go to the county town for something urgent!"
Yang Chen, who dragged his coat out of the yard, rushed straight into the yard of Tian Lu's house in a hurry.
Hearing the crashing sound coming from the west wing, he didn't have time to think too much, shouted and pushed the door open directly.
"ah!"
As soon as he entered the door, Yang Chen was stunned by the beautiful scenery in front of him.
Tian Lu was only wearing a small pink suspender belt and was washing her hair with her head lowered.
Tian Lu, who was washing her hair, didn't expect that Yang Chen would barge in at this time.
She instinctively exclaimed, quickly raised her head, and covered her chest with both hands.
He shook his wet hair and sprayed water on Yang Chen's face.
"Yes... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do it. I really didn't. Hey, forget it, I can't explain it clearly. I'll wait for you outside and talk about it when I get back!"
Yang Chen hurriedly explained, but from the frightened and shy look in Tian Lu's eyes, he concluded that he would not be able to explain it in a short time.
He muttered, turned around and left the west wing, squatting at the door smoking a cigarette, anxious.
"Old Zhao, you can't disfigure your face. We are partners. I will never take a disfigured Zhou Ba monster out in the future!"
"I'll have to buy a motorcycle from the county someday. If something like this happens in the future, I'll have someone to ride on!"
Yang Chen clicked the cigarette in his hand and raised his hand to look at the time on his watch.
Doctors are like parents, not to mention Lao Zhao is a nice person.
Now he is lying in the emergency room of the hospital after being splashed with boiling water. He may become a disabled person.
Yang Chen is usually careless, but he has never forgotten his master's teachings. When encountering such a thing, as an inheritor of traditional Chinese medicine, he must do his best to treat the patient. This is not only a responsibility, but also the instinct of an inheritor of traditional Chinese medicine.
"squeak……"
Just when half of the cigarette was smoked by the wind, the door behind him rang.
Accompanied by the scent of shampoo, Tian Lu simply put on a large camouflage clothes and walked out. Her throat trembled slightly, her cheeks turned red, and she muttered: "Yang Chen, you... why are you so anxious to find me?"
What? I just came back from the watermelon field. The green mountain melons are growing very well. I will fertilize them again in the afternoon."
Tian Lu thought Yang Chen was going to ask about Qingshan Gua, so she said nervously.
"Sister Lu, um... I'm sorry, although I just saw something I shouldn't have seen, but I promise I will force myself to forget it later!" Hearing Tian Lu's hesitating voice behind him, Yang Chen threw the cigarette butt in the
He was stamped out on the ground, turned around and said seriously.
"What are you talking nonsense about..."
Tian Lu's heart beat rapidly. She lowered her head and held her clothes in her hands. She was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to raise her head.
"Forget it, let's finish explaining."
Yang Chen looked at Tian Lu's shy look and changed the subject: "Sister Lu, I have something urgent to go to the county town. Lend me your motorcycle."
"I...I'll get you the key."
Tian Lu didn't dare to look at Yang Chen at all, she hesitated and entered the west wing room, and quickly walked out with the key.
"Thank you."
Yang Chen took the key and rode on the motorcycle, turned to look at Tian Lu who shyly raised her head to look at the door of the west wing, and said: "Sister Lu, don't take it to heart, I'll just pretend I didn't see anything."
Buzz…
Before Tian Lu could say anything, Yang Chen stepped on the accelerator and the motorcycle rushed out of the yard, rushing along the muddy road of Qingshan Village towards the county seat.
Tian Lu chased to the door, looked at the distant place that had disappeared, gritted her teeth gently, and suddenly remembered the embarrassing aspect just now in her mind, she touched her chest with her right hand slightly, and whispered in a low voice: "It seems like Xiaoran
You have to be a little older than me..."
Just when Yang Chen was rushing to Ning County on his motorcycle in a hurry.
Ningxian Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, in the emergency room of the Department of Surgery.
Several nurses and young doctors surrounded the hospital bed.
"No, this is absolutely not possible. Did you just dig out the flesh on my face if you wanted to? I found someone to figure it out. My face was born with wealth. If you touch my face, you are touching my wealth. I
I will definitely not agree!"
"You quacks, hurry up and find me an expert. You can pay any amount of money, but you must not touch my face!"
On the hospital bed, which was crowded with seven or eight medical staff, Zhao An'an's entire face was swollen like his buttocks and was extremely red.
Especially on the left side of the face, gauze was tied with an ice pack for cold compress, and signs of peeling could be seen vaguely on the neck.
At this moment, Zhao An'an was almost going crazy.
He never dreamed that last night, he invited several girls to play with each other at the entertainment club. This morning, when he was about to go to the toilet and went to Yong'an Wholesale Market, he was actually raped by a man wearing a mask near the bathroom of the entertainment club.
A basin of hot water was poured over directly.
Zhao Anping reacted quickly and his fat body was quite flexible, but he was still splashed on the left side of his face.
The scalding hot water directly swollen the left side of his face and the skin of his neck. He cried out in pain and almost died on the spot.
He is an old customer of Dihao Entertainment Club.
Hearing Zhao An'an's scream, the waiter was startled and quickly took him to the nearest Ningxian Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.
However, because the burnt area was large and the water temperature was very high, in addition to damaging the epidermis, the subcutaneous tissue on his face also suffered necrosis. Now he can only perform emergency and meticulous surgery to scrape off all the epidermis before proceeding to the next step.
processing.
But this means that Zhao An'an's face will not only be fat in the future, but also have wrinkled lines, making him look fierce.
After Zhao Anping heard the doctor's advice, he would have jumped out of the window and ran away if his wife hadn't stopped him in time.
"Sir, please calm down first. We understand how you feel. But fortune-telling based on facial appearance is a myth. You have to believe in science. I am Lu Xiuping, a surgical expert at Ningxian Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. I am very knowledgeable in dealing with burns like this.
Experience. Not to mention the entire Ning County, even among all the tertiary hospitals in Donghai City, no one is better at handling this kind of injury than me."
"The epidermis on the left side of your face is at risk of infection. If not treated in time, it is likely to lead to necrosis of the subcutaneous tissue and muscles. What we need to do now is emergency surgery to remove all the necrotic epidermis, and then do our best to repair the deformed skin.
The necrotic facial muscles will be corrected to minimize the impact on your facial nerves and speech problems in the future. As for your facial appearance, you can go to Donghai People's Hospital for plastic surgery in the future."
"Medical medicine is very advanced now, and the drugs used in our traditional Chinese medicine hospital are all pure Chinese medicinal materials, which are very safe and reliable."
When Zhao An'an covered his face and burst into rage, beside the hospital bed, an old man who was nearly fifty-five years old, with short silver-white hair and wearing a white coat, frowned, looked at the serious injuries on Zhao An'an's face, and comforted him.
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"Honey, please, just listen to the doctor. He is the most famous expert in Donghai City."
Next to Zhao An'an, a middle-aged woman with a waist waist wearing a cheongsam burst into tears and her voice choked up: "As long as you get better, I don't care where you go from now on, okay?"
"Stop talking nonsense, what an authoritative expert, I must not move my face. I have to wait until Divine Doctor Yang comes!"
Zhao Ping An's eyes were wary and he roared.
"Miracle Doctor Yang? Why haven't I heard that there is a doctor in Ning County who is better than me in treating burns?"
When Lu Xiuping heard this, his face darkened slightly, he was a little annoyed and said in a low voice.
"Old Zhao, your persistence is right. In your case, you don't need to go under the knife at all. Just apply some medicine and you'll be fine. And I promise you'll be more handsome and richer than before!"
Just as Lu Xiuping was muttering secretly, a slightly wheezing voice suddenly came from outside the ward.