Song Zhan Guo is gambling now, betting that Jiang Qiao can have this ability and can make his son stand up again.

"Okay, you all go out with me and say, one night, it doesn't matter, it's a big deal, tomorrow you sawed off the whole leg and I have absolutely nothing to say.

However, as a father, I would like to try, and if my son were still sober, I guess he would agree with me. Let's go out and talk—"

Song Warring States has spoken, even if the doctors really have opinions, but the officials and chiefs have spoken, they have to listen, and this is still the father of the injured.

Jiang Qiao doesn't have the heart to pay attention to the lawsuit outside now, in the ward, she is thinking of a way to save Song Shukun.

Song Warring States outside, his mood is a little complicated now, heaven and man are at war, he doesn't know if his decision will hurt his son, and whether Jiang Qiao, the child, will let him have no regrets about his choice this time.

Then he thought about it, if his son was still awake now, what choice would the child have?

Today, if he is the injured person, it is estimated that he should also choose Jiang Qiao's accident.

He can also understand these doctors, they are all for the good of the injured, but when it comes to it, it is nothing more than sawing legs, and he listens to it with a big head.

"Comrades, all the big guys are a little restless, be quiet, and when the girl comes out, let's talk about it, we have to let the child try, right?

People have asked me to pull it over, and don't let her get started, which can't be said, it's a big deal tomorrow, let's see the effect, no, we'll have surgery tomorrow. ”

Song Zhan Guo was more concerned about his son's injuries elsewhere.

"I've already had surgery, and I'm just waiting for him to come to his senses. ”

Jiang Qiao's needles have been pricked for a long time, so long that those doctors can't stand it and go back to rest first.

Only Song Zhan Guo and the nurses and nursing soldiers on duty were still there, and the old man sat in the corridor, listening to the silence in the ward, but his heart was up and down.

When Jiang Qiao walked out, he saw the old man sitting on the chair with his head in his hands.

"Grandpa Song, you should go back and rest first. After the needle is pricked, it won't make a difference if you stay here forever. I'll stay here and watch it, will you come over early tomorrow morning to see if you'll be successful?"

Song Zhan Guo doesn't want to go back yet, what about his son lying there, he, a father, can't do anything, it's always okay to guard his son, right?

However, Jiang Qiao reminded on the side, "Grandpa Song, you still have something to do tomorrow, besides, you stay up late, your body can't stand it, go back quickly, the driver is still waiting outside." ”

Song Zhan Guo knew in his heart that it was not a way for him to stay here, Jiang Qiao promised to stay here and guard, so he left.

The soldiers who came to take care of Song Shukun just wanted to know what was the situation of their battalion commander now, no, as soon as the old man left, he couldn't wait to ask out.

Jiang Qiao pondered for a moment, "How can I say it, it's nothing more than two results, saving the leg or sawing off the leg."

All I can do is find a way to save my legs, if I don't have a leg, I guess your battalion commander will definitely not be able to stand this, okay, let's see the results tomorrow morning.

Comrade, you go to bed in the first room, I'm thinking about how to treat his leg, there is something, you call me. ”

The little soldier is embarrassed, you said that the girl came all the way over, and she didn't even drink saliva, so she began to treat the disease and let him rest in the house, he was embarrassed.

"Don't, don't, you go in and rest. ”

Jiang Qiao smiled and shook his head, "Although your battalion commander is a patient, don't forget, I'm an outsider, it's not good to stay in it to rest, comrade, you should be considerate and considerate, okay?"

The little soldier patted his head, "I'm really sorry, I really didn't expect this layer, I'm sorry, then I'll go in, I'll guard him, you have something to call me." ”

Jiang Qiao said that he was not tired, it was fake, he sat in the corridor outside, and it took a long time before he adjusted, and he rushed over all the way, don't look at her walking, in fact, she is more tired than she walks, she can't move casually, and she will treat and save people as soon as she comes.

My mind recalled the process of treatment, pondered for a while, and there was nothing wrong, and then I got up and went into the house.

If it weren't for Song Shutian's advice, she would really want to take a good rest.

moved a chair and sat on the edge of Song Shukun's bed, and took a needle to tie Song Shukun again.

After the needle was pricked, he took out another pill and poured living water into it for Song Shukun.

Originally, the little soldier was still watching Jiang Qiao get needles on the hospital bed, but after a long time, this rare cool breeze made him feel sleepy, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

Jiang Qiao sat on the chair outside and slept for a while when it was almost dawn.

As soon as it was dawn, Song Zhan Guo came over, he didn't sleep much this night, he had to hurry over to see how his son's leg was.

Not only did he think so, but even the doctor who operated on Song Shukun was also anxious, they were afraid that Jiang Qiao would not make any progress here, and his condition would deteriorate, so don't make trouble until the operation is not necessary in the end.

Therefore, they didn't say hello to Jiang Qiao, these people went directly into the ward to check first, and when Song Warring States came, Jiang Qiao had just woken up and heard the voice in the ward.

"Impossible, how is this possible-"

Song Zhan Guo couldn't take care of Jiang Qiao anymore, so he pushed open the door and went in, "What's the matter, what's wrong with my son?"

The nurse who followed alongside glanced at the doctor who was a little stunned, and directly turned her head to explain to Song Zhanguo, "Chief, Camp Chief Song is fine, that is to say, the medicine that the little comrade applied last night worked." ”

Song Zhan Guo was so excited that he couldn't even speak, "Then, then, does my son not have to amputate?"

Although the male doctor couldn't believe his eyes, he still happily admitted that the little girl who came last night was very powerful, much better than them.

Especially when he saw Jiang Qiao coming in, the male doctor was not shy, but eagerly grabbed Jiang Qiao's hand, "Little comrade, can I ask, what kind of medicine do you use?"

Although Jiang Qiao didn't see it with her own eyes, she could probably guess what the reason was for the reaction of the male doctor and the little nurse.

"Can you let me take a look, I'll tell you later, but this medicine is not very easy to match, how to say, it uses hundreds of years of ginseng and reishi or something-"

The male doctor was dumbfounded, he still thought that he could promote it for the big guys, but now it seems that there is no hope, but he really wants to know what this prescription is.

After Jiang Qiao walked over to take a look at Song Shukun's leg, he hurriedly asked the nurse to help and smeared a layer of medicine on Song Shukun.

She continued to prick the needle, and the male doctor wanted to speak, but let Song Zhan Guo pull it out.

"George Jiang, don't bother her, it's not too late for you to ask when she is well, comrade, does that mean that my son's leg has hope of recovery?"

Although the male doctor thought it was incredible, from a professional point of view, this should be something worth being happy about, after all, Song Shukun's leg did not need to be amputated for the time being, so he nodded affirmatively.

"It's a bit hard to believe, but now it seems that there should be no need to amputate the leg, the ulcer has stopped spreading, and if you keep going, maybe new meat will grow, and this will have to be dealt with by the little doctor. ”

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