Yuwei wiped the corners of his mouth, and immediately changed his expression when he saw Zhongli.
"What are you doing here? Get out!"
If it weren't for him, his brother wouldn't have been stabbed.
The wound was very deep. When the doctor changed the dressing in the morning, he saw that the wound was very long, longer than his palm, and it looked like a big ugly centipede lying on his belly.
Damn it! Why should his brother suffer this?
Zhongli said nothing, letting the lingering curse point at him.
"Yuwei, okay, you can go to school. There will be a trial in a few days." Yuzhen stopped.
When he exerted force, the wound hurt, and he frowned in pain.
"Brother Yuzhen, your life-saving grace will be unforgettable."
After the aftertaste left, Zhongli took off the gauze, looked at the wound, and said sincerely.
Seeing how he expertly bandaged the wound, Yu Zheng was surprised and asked, "Do you know how to heal?"
Zhongli nodded, "Brother Yu, your wound was stitched by my master. When you recover, he will prepare an ointment for you and apply it for three months. The scar will gradually disappear."
"In addition, I will give you food supplements every day. It won't take long for your body to return to its original state."
Aftershock doesn't mind having scars on his body. Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, not to mention that the other party is Zhongli, a top student in a high school.
In front of him, Yuzhen finished the soup he stewed.
It was delicious and delicious. This was definitely the most delicious soup he had ever tasted.
"What day is it today?" Yuzhen suddenly asked.
He knew the general medical knowledge, how could he be allowed to eat just after the operation? Zhongli said that he knew medical skills, so he would definitely understand this truth.
"Brother Yu, today is Friday, you have been comatose for three days."
In three days, his physical condition reached the level where he could eat. Thanks to the master who came to give him acupuncture every night.
"Three days? Friday? Today, today is the selection for the math competition?"
Zhongli nodded.
"You won't participate?"
He shook his head again and said, "I made the decision internally."
ah?
It can be seen that Zhongli is not good at words. He only observed his infusion bottle and then sat quietly aside without saying a word.
A doctor came in and Zhongli stood up.
"Brother Song!"
Song Ze nodded to him, "Ali, you go back first, I will take care of you here."
Zhongli told him a few words, all of which were medical terms, and Yuzhen couldn't understand a word of them.
"Brother Yu, this is Dr. Song, a neurosurgeon. I'll come over in the evening."
"Ah? No, no, you're still in school, don't waste your study time."
Aftershock didn't forget the sparkling light in Teacher Zhao's eyes when she talked about him. This kid was scheduled to participate in the competition. What teacher wouldn't like it?
"A Li, I'm afraid you won't be able to come tonight. I'll take care of Mr. Yu these days."
Zhongli's eyes darkened, he bowed to Yuzhen and turned to leave.
Yu Zhen looked at Song Ze awkwardly, "Dr. Song, look at that kid, he's too polite."
"Yes! Mr. Yu, do you want to take a rest? I turned on the air conditioner and the heating will not come on for more than ten days. This is the most difficult time."
Superior wards not only have air conditioning, but also have separate toilets and showers.
A middle-aged woman came at noon. She said she was Zhongli's aunt, whose surname was Yin.
"Thank you, Mr. Yu. You saved my Ali's life. Thank you so much."
Aunt Yin brought many high-end tonics, including several large boxes of ginseng as thick as a finger.