When song QingHan was halfway through, Zhai Su could not help but show his painful expression. Instead, he quickened his pace and began to move towards the lower part of the most difficult tumor to deal with.
The reason why Zhai Su drinks alcohol is nothing else, that is to reduce the pain he feels during the operation.
There was no anesthetic and no ephedra. He had to try this stupid method.
His expression is calm, onlookers have been unable to help but cover their mouth, because this can prevent their own voice.
Doctor Shi looked at Song QingHan's movements with burning eyes. Although he felt disgusted, he did not dare to blink, for fear that he would miss any details. After all, the last time song QingHan performed an operation for the head of an acrobatic troupe, he missed it perfectly. This time, he could not miss it again.
However, after observing three operations closely, he had more immunity to the flesh and blood. Looking at the tumor which was cut off by song QingHan, he did not feel nauseous, but analyzed the possible causes in his mind.
Half an hour later, song QingHan made his last stab. Seeing that Zhai Su's incision on his chin was kept to a minimum, he could not help showing a relieved expression. He quickly helped him with the medicine and wrapped it with gauze.
Yuan Wenxuan looked at the tumor thrown into the plate by song QingHan, and finally felt numb on his scalp. He pursed his lips and asked in a low voice, "master, how can I deal with this?"
Song QingHan took a look at Zhai Su and said decisively, "burn it."
Zhai Su felt that his wound had just stopped bleeding. He did not dare to make a big move. He gently moved his lips and said slowly, "let me burn it."
Song QingHan didn't say anything. After thinking for a moment, he only said, "I'll deal with it today. If I put it for a long time, there will be problems."
He can understand that patients want to destroy themselves for a long time, but this kind of pathological change is the most likely to provoke bacteria. However, if secondary infection occurs, it will be more than the gain.
Zhai Su is very cooperative: "let the servant bring an iron basin, I will set it on fire."
The servant soon arrived. Song QingHan watched Zhai Su get out of bed slowly, threw a candle into the iron basin, and said in a voice, "well, you should go back to have a rest, and take out the rest to burn, otherwise it will do harm to your wound."
Zhai Su gave a "um" and went back to bed. With a smile of relief on his face, he said gratefully to song QingHan: "thank you, doctor song."
Song QingHan nodded and cleaned up his things. He told Zhai Su: "what to pay attention to is what I told you before. You can pay attention to what you should eat and what you should not eat. I will come to check your recovery regularly these days. You just need to have a good rest."
With that, he made a "please" sign to the crowd, indicating that it was time for them to leave.
When they got to the place where Zhai Su couldn't hear, a heated discussion broke out. Zhu Lao preemptively asked, "doctor song, is this OK? Will su'er leave scar
If you leave a scar, you don't know if Zhai will fall into another self torture if you leave a scar...
Song QingHan shakes his head and calmly says, "whether he will leave a scar depends on his recovery and his personal constitution. However, even if he leaves a scar, there is only a small white mark on his chin, which will not affect anything."
Zhu Laofu nodded his head, and doctor Shi asked, "how did the doctor of song do so precisely? I have just carefully noticed that you have chosen a very delicate position for the operation. Therefore, the amount of bleeding of that adult is not too much. If you were someone else, you would be able to cut off the tumor, but you would not be able to calculate the cutting position as half as you. "
Hearing his question, song QingHan felt sluggish in his chest and wanted to answer his "only hand knows you". But he thought that he was not a person who didn't come here. If doctor Shi came to his house to inquire about his details, even if his whole body was full of mouth, he could not explain clearly. So he murmured: "maybe it's talent. Subconsciously, I think it's the place to cut."
Doctor Shi showed a surprised expression, but he did not doubt song QingHan's words. He sighed: "what he said is, besides talent, what can be explained?"
Song QingHan was very tired after finishing the operation just now. Seeing that they had nothing else to do, he took the stone and went home with the original Xuan.
When he took a bath and changed into new clothes, Wu Dahu came back from the martial arts school, but his face didn't look good.
If there is a problem in martial arts, even if Wu Dahu is uncertain, he will not show such indignant expression. Therefore, song QingHan directly associates himself with people and asks tentatively, "but someone has made a stumbling block to you?"
When Wu Dahu heard the speech, his face sank and he frowned: "the curator's daughter, after she entered the Liangyi Museum, she would fight against me everywhere and encourage all kinds of people to challenge me. If it's only once or twice, it's only necessary to come here once a day, and the clay figurine is still angry!"
Song QingHan nodded with understanding, just like he was doing his own experiments well, but he was always asked by people maliciously for low-level problems. Even if it was easy to solve, it was very time-consuming.He thought for a moment and suggested, "could you tell the curator that he order his female son not to disturb you again?"
Wu Dahu laughed bitterly, shook his head, and sighed helplessly: "the curator dotes on his female son most. However, the man always talks behind his back, and there is no evidence to show that all the things are ordered by him. Therefore, I have to swallow this evil spirit into my own stomach."
After saying that, he saw song QingHan's face worried. He reflected that he passed the negative emotion to song QingHan. He quickly comforted him and said, "nothing. Today, I got to the bottleneck when I practiced martial arts, and he asked someone to come here. Therefore, I can't control my temper. You don't have to worry. I'll deal with it."
Although song QingHan nodded, he was still thinking about how to help Wu Dahu solve the problem.
How could he not be worried? My husband is in trouble. Who is worried?
After thinking for a long time, something suddenly flashed into his mind and asked in a quick voice, "does that female man have a suitor? Is he the one who has loved him for a long time
Although Wu Dahu didn't understand why song QingHan asked about this matter, he nodded his head and replied, "there is a man named Xiao Lin who seems to like Xu Ziyu for a long time. Therefore, it is he who brings me the most trouble."
Song QingHan showed a clear look and was willing to be a gunner.
So he turned his words and said in a low voice, "let's start with him."
Wu Dahu looks a little puzzled, puzzled: "what to do?"
Song QingHan's eyes were burning and his mouth was covered with an evil smile. He said mysteriously, "you will bring Xiao Lin back, and then you will know."
Wu Dahu pondered over the difficulty of bringing Xiao Lin back for a while, nodded and took the cooked food out.
After lunch, Wu Dahu went on to Liangyi hall after lunch break, while song QingHan went out with a small stone.
He went to no other place. It was the inn where the head of the acrobatic troupe was.
The head of the acrobatic troupe was very happy when he saw his arrival, and said with great interest: "doctor song, how can you come here today? Thanks to you, my injury is almost all right! "
Song QingHan looked at his wound. Seeing that there was no suppurative and inflamed condition, song QingHan nodded with satisfaction, and then frankly said, "I don't know how other brothers are now? If you're still here, I have something here recently, and I may want to trouble my brothers... "
" Hey, what's the trouble? As long as doctor song needs, the brothers will show up immediately. Fourth, go and call your brothers back! " The head of the acrobatic troupe was very enthusiastic. With a big wave of his hand, he directly ordered the child who was left to take care of him.
Song QingHan said, "ah," he took the child and explained, "I don't need it now. This time I'm here to see if my brothers are free and when I want to do it can be done."
The child looked at his eldest brother and didn't know whether to leave now. After pondering for a moment, the leader said, "OK! The fourth, please stay and tell them the news when your brothers come back! "
After that, he said to song QingHan with deep emotion: "brothers have found serious work now, thanks to song Fu Fu. If there was no such great difficulty, maybe they would not have worked so hard. Although they can only make a living now, I believe they will soon be able to make a career!"
Song QingHan smiles and asks with concern: "those people didn't come to you again later?"
The leader shook his head, his eyes flashed a chill, and said in a deep voice, "they are also afraid to offend huichuntang and dare not rush to me, but they can't find any brothers. As time goes by, they give up. It's a pity that they can forget it, but we can't forget it. In the future, we will take revenge for it. "
Men always want to be a little bit bloody, so song QingHan didn't say anything. He nodded and got up and said, "since the brothers are willing to help, I don't have to look for people everywhere. In the evening of the day after tomorrow, the brothers who are free will change their faces a little. Put on their headscarves to cover their faces and gather at my house."
Hearing his strange request, although the leader was stunned, he quickly responded and said, "OK! Certainly
Seeing that there was nothing else, song QingHan took the initiative to say goodbye, took a small stone to the market, bought some necessary supplies, and went home before dark.
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