Zhao Cheng was detained in the medical clinic and enjoyed high-level VIP treatment.

Tingyun has a good temper and loves to talk. When Zhao Cheng said he was bored, he told Zhao Cheng some medical stories he had encountered - well, most of the endings were okay, but a few ended tragically.

Especially when talking about the story about how Zhang Sijiu had to clean up a hole in his leg without changing his expression for a long time, Tingyun could not help but sigh with red eyes.

Zhao Cheng, on the other hand, clenched his brocade quilt helplessly, feeling terrified. He wanted to see how his legs were doing, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't - his legs were still hanging.

It was up and hanging in the air, but!!! Between this leg and his line of sight, there was a very ridiculous cloth sheet hanging!

There is also a ridiculous picture of a fat cat flapping a butterfly on the cloth sheet!

The painting technique is so rough that you can tell at a glance that it is a work of practice!

Not being able to see his legs, and hearing such a tragic story, Zhao Cheng felt that he had no love in his life.

He felt as if he was still alive, but seemed to be dead.

Finally, he couldn't bear it and yelled at Tingyun: "Shut up!"

Tingyun braked suddenly and looked at Zhao Cheng in confusion, his eyes full of concern: "Mr. Zhao, what's wrong? Is it hurting? How about I bring you a bowl of medicine? Or do you want to take some?

thing--"

Patients are always moody. Tingyun, who has studied medicine for many years, knows this well, so he will not care about Zhao Cheng at all.

Zhao Cheng felt like he had punched the cotton, and he couldn't say the following reprimand at all: It was obviously inappropriate to lose his temper in front of such a pair of eyes and face, and his conscience was a bit hard to bear!

He turned his head in frustration and embarrassment, not wanting to speak anymore, and finally pulled up the quilt: "I'm sleepy, go to sleep!"

It's ridiculous, I can't sleep at all.

The wound hurt and his heart was filled with pain. Zhao Cheng couldn't help but cry.

Yes, cried.

He missed his home, his father, his mother, his sister, and even his brother.

Then, as soon as the tears came out, his quilt was pulled open, and Yun's soft voice came: "Zhao Xiaolangjun, don't cover yourself with the quilt when you sleep, it will easily cause breathlessness. You need to pay more attention now--"

After he finished speaking, the quilt that had been pulled away was thrown back again. Tingyun apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Mr. Zhao Xiaolang, please continue. I'll go out to do other things. You can do whatever you want."

After saying that, Ting Yunzhen went out. Before going out, he thoughtfully stuffed two handkerchiefs into Zhao Cheng's hand.

Zhao Cheng cried even louder and miserably.

In fact, he has not cried for several years since he was thirteen years old. Let alone cry so miserably.

Tingyun stood outside the door, listening to Zhao Cheng's pitiful cries, and couldn't help but shake his head: Look, no matter how noble your status is, you are still the same in the face of illness!

Tingyun lamented this matter again to Zhang Sijiu the next day.

Zhang Sijiu glanced at Dr. Qi's complicated expression and nodded with a complicated heart: "Yes, you are right."

But she felt that Zhao Cheng might not really be crying in pain.

But does it matter? It doesn’t matter. Appropriate scares can help bad-tempered patients cooperate well with doctors!

Because of the surgery, Zhang Sijiu didn't even bother to eat breakfast today and hurried to the hospital.

With such a major operation and such poor medical conditions, she was really afraid of infection.

Therefore, she would not be able to rest assured if she did not check the ward in person.

Zhao Cheng didn't sleep well last night. He was in pain. In addition, although Tingyun had a good temper, he was still a bit poor at taking care of people, and the environment was not as comfortable as at home, so Zhao Cheng woke up and fell asleep at other times. In short, it was very good not to sleep.

Moreover, in order to fight infection of wounds, Zhao Cheng has a lot of decoctions.

There is a problem with drinking too much decoction, that is, it is very easy to want to go to the toilet!

Both of Zhao Cheng's legs were injured and he couldn't move at all, so he had to get help from others.

After all, Tingyun was not someone he was familiar with, so he was a little embarrassed.

Therefore, Zhao Cheng looked very haggard and his eyes were red and swollen.

He seemed to have lost his arrogance and fury, and only looked pitiful.

Seeing Zhang Sijiu, Zhao Cheng made a request in a hoarse voice: "Is it possible to let my servant come to watch the night?"

"If your leg is much less swollen today and can be sutured, then you can ask your servant to come." Zhang Sijiu agreed easily. After all, Tingyun is not a nurse, so there is no reason to keep waiting.

Go to Zhaocheng.

After keeping watch all night yesterday, Tingyun looks very haggard today, which makes people feel distressed just looking at him.

Zhang Sijiu feels that minors cannot be harmed.

Zhao Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you very much."

He was full of gratitude, but he didn't think of a question: Do I need to say thank you for this? Isn't this what it should be?

Zhang Sijiu also thinks that it is appropriate, so he also thinks that Zhao Cheng is quite polite and his attitude is more gentle: "It's okay, just ask if you need anything, and your comfort is the priority. After all, your body can recover better when you are in a good mood."

Zhao Cheng felt even more grateful.

Zhang Sijiu looked at Zhao Cheng's wound and found that the edema in the wound had subsided a lot, and there was no sign of inflammation or necrosis. He was in a good mood: It seems that it will be sutured in a while! After suturing, the wound can be applied with medicine and carried out.

Bandage, then the anti-infection effect will be better!

However, Zhao Cheng has a bit of a low fever.

However, judging from the consultation and pulse, it should be no serious problem and should be a normal reaction after the operation.

After Zhang Sijiu told Zhao Cheng to tell them immediately if he felt any discomfort, he went to find Cheng Wanli.

Cheng Wanli didn't sleep well last night - he checked the ward several times in the middle of the night, just because he was afraid something might happen to Zhao Cheng.

At this moment, Cheng Wanli was sitting there, taking a nap.

Zhang Sijiu sat next to Cheng Wanli: "Old Cheng, I think we can sew Mr. Zhao Xiaolang today. I just took a look and the swelling effect is very good. It means that our medicine is effective."

Cheng Wanli opened his eyes and yawned: "Can it be stitched? That would be great. After stitching, you can take medicine. In this way, Mr. Zhao Xiaolang's recovery will be just around the corner."

Zhang Sijiu nodded: "As long as there is no infection, the rest of the matter will be easy to handle. As long as the wound heals and he can be discharged from the hospital, we can get rid of him. His leg will also be saved."

Under such medical conditions, Zhao Cheng's leg can be saved, and the medical clinic can still go out and give it a try.

Cheng Wanli asked Zhang Sijiu: "How long do you think it will take for him to recover?"

"Once the wounds have scabbed, you can leave the hospital and go home to recuperate. But you have to get down and walk - in fact, after two weeks, I suggest you walk slowly holding on to something. If you delay for a long time, it will become more likely to become lame." Zhang Si

Let’s be honest. Rehabilitation requires hard work. But without rehabilitation, the effect will definitely not be good.
Chapter completed!