Chapter 52: Bone Misalignment

Sensing that the man beside him was deep in thought, Mencius turned to look at the small figure in the ward.

Fortunately, her appetite was not affected by the injury, otherwise she would have to hang up the water and hang the bottle.

Suddenly, Xia Yichen's arm was on his back, "Hiss!"

"You're hurt?"

"Nope. ”

Looking at Meng Zixiao's indifferent appearance, Xia Yichen didn't believe his words at all, and insisted on checking his back despite his obstruction.

"What are you doing here!" Shen Yi pushed his glasses and put down the medical record book in his hand, "Yo, why is Mr. Xiao Xia here today?" Is it because of ...... Xia Xiaoyu?"

Saying that, Shen Yi suddenly reacted, that little girl turned out to be the daughter of the Xia family, no wonder, no wonder he felt a little familiar!

It turned out to be as similar to her two brothers!

"Don't worry, Mr. Xia, Xiaoyu is fine. You catch up, I'll go first. ”

"Old Shen, your Meng Ye is injured. ”

The man leaned back on the railing and said casually, which made Mencius snort in a muffled voice, and it seemed that it was not a minor injury.

Shen Yi frowned, glanced at the thin sweat on Meng Zixiao's head, and put his hands on his back to press the acupuncture points and bones.

The more you press it, the heavier your face becomes.

"Two bones are out of place, ready for surgery. ”

Misaligned bones?

Hearing Shen Yi's words, Xia Yichen was shocked in his heart, this guy's bones are misplaced and he has been taking care of his little sister without changing his face?

Without waiting for Meng Zixiao's reaction, Shen Yi immediately called three doctors to take him to another ward on the side of the building, "Take a film, and then call Professor Li and Director Yang to prepare for surgery." ”

After speaking, his face was a little hurried, and he was even more angry when he saw Meng Zixiao's indifferent look, "Do you know?" If you hold it up a little longer, your arm may be useless! Do you think it's only your back that hurts?"

"I know. Meng Zixiao's face was very cold, and his tone was irrefutable cold, he couldn't leave Xia Xiaoyu alone in the ward.

With such a heavy smell of disinfectant water and cold medical equipment, she herself would definitely be afraid.

Knowing Meng Zixiao's temperament, Shen Yi still sighed heavily, changed into a surgical gown and prepared in advance.

This Meng Zixiao, I'm afraid he doesn't know what he's doing, let alone the heart buried deep in his heart that hasn't fully awakened......

The tall figure leaning against the railing breathed slowly, and his heart trembled slightly.

It has been a hundred days since he broke his muscles and bones, and it is not difficult to guess how serious Meng Zixiao's injury is when he looks angry, and it is estimated that next week's show will be suspended.

Back in Xia Xiaoyu's ward, he pretended to be an innocent hanger. Sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at the wound on Xia Xiaoyu's face, he couldn't help but caress it gently.

"It's late, let's get some sleep. Xia Yichen reached out and took her mobile phone and put it on the table next to the bed, and helped her cover the quilt again, "I know you can't sleep, it's okay to close your eyes and squint for a while." ”

"Where's Meng Zixiao, are you going home?" Xia Xiaoyu half-closed her eyes, her face had returned to her previous ruddyness, and the corners of her mouth were slightly curved.

Xia Yichen nodded, seeing that she was as well-behaved as a kitten, the doting in his eyes was revealed, "Be obedient, go to sleep quickly." ”

The early hours of the night were quiet, and the room was pitch black, except for the faint light on the detectors.

At the end of the corridor, in the operating room on the other side, the cold operating lamp shone on the man's muscular body.

The back was already scarred, and the old and new wounds were superimposed. The area near the shoulder is black and purple, and the bloody skin bruise is obvious, and the most serious part is already red and swollen......

Can't wait any longer.

The blade of the lancet cut through his skin and texture, and Shen Yi's hand holding the handle of the knife was strong and powerful, and every movement was extremely fine.

The nurse beside him helped him wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead and handed him a scalpel of different specifications.

Even the stitching of the wound was done by Shen Yi himself. After checking his signs, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"The operation was a success. ”