Suddenly, Li Wanru felt like she had one head and two heads.
Wang Chun suddenly stood up when he heard Cai Feng's words.
Just as he took a few steps forward, he suddenly shook a few times and fell to the ground with a plop.
Oh my god!
Now it's all chaos.
Wang Xiaotian and others immediately helped Wang Chun up, while Li Wanru rushed into the infirmary.
Liu Yifei stood in the middle of the yard, staring at the moon in the sky in a daze.
Wang Chun's wife heard everyone say that Zhang Yingying was dead, which caused her muscles to tense up and tore the newly sutured wound.
Blood was flowing everywhere. If the bleeding was not stopped in time, Liu Cuiying's life would be in danger.
Zhang Qiang and others were angry, and they all directed their grievances on Liu Yefei.
Zhang Fan took the lead, walked up to Liu Yefei, and said coldly: "Liu Yefei, you have an inescapable role in Zhang Yingying's death.
Also, if something happens to the village chief’s wife, I and all of us will never spare you.”
"Zhang Fan, do you think you guys can't defeat me?" Liu Yefei sneered.
"Liu Yefei, you have a gun in your hand. If you don't have a gun, do you dare to have a fair one-on-one duel with me?" Zhang Fan asked with a sneer.
"Go away, you're not worthy." Liu Yefei cursed, turned around and walked towards the main room.
Zhang Fan picked up a wooden stick and struck Liu Ye from behind.
"stop……"
A loud roar came from the door of the courtyard, the sound was deafening.
Everyone looked over and saw Wang Gensheng standing at the door, and next to him was Wang Xiaoyou who ran out to have fun.
Zhang Fan retracted the wooden stick in his hand. Liu Yefei looked at a stone bench and stepped on it hard.
With a loud bang, the stone stool was crushed to pieces by a flying willow leaf.
Zhang Fan was frightened and his eyes widened. If this foot stepped on his body, wouldn't it be like a stone bench now?
Wang Xiaoyou saw her father sitting dejectedly on a chair. She walked over in fear and knelt down: "Dad, I'm sorry."
Wang Chun raised his hand, and in the end it did not hit Wang Xiaoyou's face, but hit his own face.
"Dad, don't do this. It was my fault." Wang Xiaoyou stood up.
Wang Gensheng came over and said calmly: "Uncle Wang Chun, don't worry, Sister Yingying and Aunt Cuiying will be fine."
"Gensheng, please, nothing can happen to either of them." Wang Chun grabbed Wang Gensheng's hand and kept moving his lips.
Wang Gensheng looked at the people in the yard, most of whom were members of the Zhang family. He looked back at Liu Yefei and said softly: "Liu Yefei, go and have a rest!"
Liu Yefei walked toward the main house, but there were still descendants of the Zhang family behind him who were eager to attack Liu Yefei from behind.
Wang Gensheng scolded him coldly: "Liu Yefei is my guest. If any of you disrespect her, don't blame me for being rude."
Grandpa Zhang sighed and said softly: "Gensheng, go and save people quickly. I'm watching these young people. They don't dare to capsize the boat."
Wang Gensheng entered the infirmary. At this moment, Cai Feng and Li Wanru were still trying to stop Liu Cuiying's bleeding.
From the looks of it, Liu Cuiying still lost too much blood and would die immediately if not treated in time.
Wang Gensheng washed his hands, put on disposable medical gloves, and then took out the silver needle.
Cai Feng watched the silver needle fly in Wang Gensheng's hand, and quickly penetrated into several acupuncture points on Liu Cuiying's body.
A miracle happened. The wound that was still bleeding stopped.
Cai Feng still held hemostats and sutures in his hands, which seemed superfluous at this moment.
"Wang, Wang Gensheng, did you stop the bleeding like this?" Cai Feng asked stammering.
"Dr. Cai, don't underestimate the magic of traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture. In some medical fields, traditional Chinese medicine is the quintessence of the nation and a treasure."
Wang Gensheng took off his gloves and sneered slightly.
"Gensheng, what should we do next?" Li Wanru asked softly.
"First clean the wound and re-stitch it. Dr. Cai and Sister-in-law Cuiying will leave it to you." Wang Gensheng said softly.
"Doctor Wang, please go see Zhang Yingying quickly!" Cai Feng's voice was a little more choked up. He felt that he was also responsible for Zhang Yingying's behavior.
Wang Gensheng entered the operating room, and Zhang Yingying was lying alone on the operating bed, covered only by a thin medical sheet.
After lifting the sheet, Zhang Yingying appeared in front of Wang Gensheng without any trace of clothing.
Wang Gensheng quickly covered Liu Yefei with a sheet, and then caught Liu Yefei's pulse.
At this moment, Wang Gensheng felt happy.
There is a true energy flowing in Zhang Yingying's body. To be precise, it is an internal force.
It is this inner strength that allows Zhang Yingying to survive until now without dying.
"Sister Wanru, please come in." Wang Gensheng shouted to the outside with a hint of anger.
Li Wanru came in with tears in her eyes: "Gensheng, we have really tried our best before."
"Sister Wanru, what I want to ask is, how much blood did you give Zhang Yingying before?" Wang Gensheng asked.
"It seems to be 500 milliliters." Li Wanru said weakly, like a child who had done something wrong.
"Sister Wanru, don't you understand? Cai Feng doesn't understand. One person can only earn about four hundred at most, but you actually let Zhang Yingying lose five hundred.
She is anemic, wouldn't this make things worse?" Wang Gensheng frowned, helpless.
"The situation was too critical at that time. Aunt Cuiying's life was in danger at any time, so we had no choice but to take the risk." Li Wanru sighed.
"Sister Wanru, hurry up and prepare the blood transfusion equipment. I'm going to give Zhang Yingying a blood transfusion." Wang Gensheng said softly.
Looking at the entire Taoyuan Village, only Wang Gensheng was able to transfuse blood for Zhang Yingying. It was only because their blood was too rare.
Half an hour later, 400 milliliters of blood flowed from Wang Gensheng's vein into Zhang Yingying's vein.
Zhang Yingying's pale face gradually began to turn rosy, no longer as scary as before.
After the blood transfusion was completed, Wang Gensheng began to insert silver needles with Zhang Yingying.
At this moment, Wang Gensheng felt a little dazed. After all, he had experienced too many things today.
Putting aside treating patients and saving lives, there seemed to have been many fights.
After reluctantly finishing the silver needle insertion with Zhang Yingying, Wang Gensheng leaned aside to rest.
Cai Feng came in and asked: "Wang Gensheng, the village chief's wife has lost too much blood. I'm afraid she will need another blood transfusion. What do you think?"
Wang Gensheng stood up helplessly and said softly: "What are you waiting for? Arrange a blood transfusion."
"But so far, we still don't know what blood type the village chief's wife has." Cai Feng sighed.
"My blood is type O, so there should be no problem." Wang Gensheng said calmly.
"You, you just transfused 400 milliliters to Zhang Yingying, can you still transfuse blood now?" Cai Feng asked urgently.