I Have 108 Kinds Of Teasing Skills - Chapter 30
A burst of sharp pain in the wrist, as if the ligaments were torn and the misaligned bone joints were forced to square back.
A clear, crisp click sounded.
Zhao Yunsang instantly pulled away from his thoughts to the right track, wailing out: “Master, please be gentle, please! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts…”
The kind-eyed old doctor’s voice was so loud that her dentures almost didn’t fly out.
The ceiling lamp shifted three times.
“Are you sure this is not a black store?”
Zhao Yunsang held the wrist just corrected, eyes tearful, “I do not think two more minutes of treatment, will not see the sun tomorrow.”
“……”
This mouth damage.
The old doctor’s eyes twitched, resisting the urge to twist her dislocated joints back, “That indeed can not see, tomorrow’s cloudy day – now still hurts?”
Zhao Yunsang tentatively moved her wrist gently, the bones were like soft pins and needles, sore. But it was much better than when it was first dislocated.
The old doctor pushed the low table in front of her, half a basin of water on the table filled with light, rippling and swaying.
“Put your hand in and soak for a while.”
“Huh?”
Zhao Yunsang tilted her head sideways, “What?”
The old doctor remembered that the man was suffering from intermittent tinnitus, and repeated it again with gestures.
Zhao Yunsang understood and put his hands in the water.
It was cold.
She shivered.
The palm of the hand was broken tin barrel lid cut out a dozen dense mouth, black-red blood mixed with dirty mud solidified, cool water, like a bee’s tail sting meat.
The clean wooden basin was soon cloudy.
Zhao Yunsang took his hand out and wiped it clean with a soft cloth towel hitched to the side of the bed rail. The old doctor took a small bottle of iodine and cotton swabs to disinfect the wound.
The cotton ball dipped in iodine just touched the flesh that had turned out, and the stinging sensation immediately spread from the palm of her hand to her scalp.
The old doctor sighed as she cowered, but didn’t stop moving: “Bear with it. I don’t know how you can fall like this on an electric bike, you young people, you really don’t care for yourselves.”
The right hand in the coat pocket clenched into a fist, Zhao Yunsang hissed in pain, and soon laughed: “It’s raining and did not see the road clearly?”
The old doctor shook his head, with snow-white gauze carefully bandaged: “Next time pay attention to some, cut by rust is easy tetanus, accidentally life are lost, do not let parents for you to worry about.”
“……”
Zhao Yunsang did not answer, dropping his eyelashes.
The old doctor thought she began to tinnitus again, finished dressing the wound and stood up, rambling advice: “Try not to let the gauze get wet in the bath these days. I’ve seen the ear, it should have hit a telephone pole and bruised the ear bone, the tinnitus is only temporary, don’t worry too much.”
Zhao Yunsang raised his hand to touch his left ear, the injury to his ear bone dipped in chili water like pain: “Got it.”
“There’s also a burn on the back of the hand, it’s not serious. I’ll get you a tube of ointment later, you smear it on time, such a good-looking girl don’t leave a scar.”
“Thank you, grandpa, you have good eyes.”
The big girl was praised by the body relaxed, smiled like a brilliant cream sunflower, “When I get well, I will go to buy you a hanging banner, written ‘in addition to pain medical skill, health medical moral noble’!”
“……”
It doesn’t have to be that corny.
The old doctor refused, picked up the wooden basin, deliberately teasing her, “compliment you again not deaf, I can not afford this black store.”
He finished, packed up the remaining things, and slowly lifted the curtain to go out.
When he turned the corner, he froze.
A tall young man was leaning against the wall outside the curtain, holding his arms, I do not know how long he had been standing.
Hearing the curtain clattering, he turned his face sideways, his eyes were pressed with the cold winter-like coolness of December, and when he saw the old man, it was all converged, as calm as a lake.
He quickly stood up straight and slightly owed, a posture of treating seniors, polite and well-behaved.
“How do you do.”
“Ah, hello hello.”
The old doctor responded, pointing to the cubicle behind the curtain, “Here to see this girl?”
Fusheng hmmed, “I saw you bandaging her just now, so I couldn’t go in and disturb her.”
“It’s okay, hurry up and go in.” The old doctor waved his hand benevolently and left with the water basin.
Fu Sheng watched him go away and opened the curtain.
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The small room separated by a plastic curtain was simply furnished, with only a folding bed and a set of tables and chairs to make a temporary hospital room, with half a roll of gauze on the table.
The air is filled with a light herbal bitter fragrance, warm and dreamy.
Zhao Yunsang sat on the bed and stared down.
The muddy cashmere jacket and torn satchel together on the low stool, wearing a thin sweater. The sleeves are pulled up, revealing half of the white arm.
The light spilled from the top of the girl’s soft hair, sideways to his side of the right ear is red, ear bone scarred. The left hand was wrapped in several circles of gauze and rested on the knee.
Thin, thin shoulders drooping, the whole person like a lethargic, miserable little stray animal.
The kind of frustrated by the heavy rain.
If not outside the door to listen to the whole process, Vosun thought that the person who just giggled poorly was not her.
A chair moved in front of him.
Zhao Yunsang returned to his senses and looked up.
—— off-topic — —
Xiao Fu blackened 30% ~
