Throwing a grateful look at Chai Kemu, Fu Shaoli didn't have time to pay attention to the other two people who were still standing, and spoke directly,

"Please help me get some water. ”

Song Xingqi, who had been watching, suddenly came back to his senses,

"Oh, okay, I'll go. ”

Fu Shaoli was sitting in front of the window, carefully removing the bloody gauze on Han Yao's right arm,

The wound had already cracked open and soaked the gauze, but Hana had been holding on for so long as if she didn't feel anything at all.

I didn't eat dinner, and after I came back from the hospital, I had prepared something to eat, but she didn't move at all because she didn't have an appetite.

Holding on to the present is also the limit of physical strength, slowly wrapping the gauze layer by layer,

Rao is Fu Shaoli is used to doing too much, and he is inevitably nervous and sweaty, he is afraid of hurting her, although he knows, she can't feel it when she is unconscious,

But the frowning brows she kept frowning still made him feel distressed, super distressed!

As soon as the gauze was removed, sure enough, the wound inside had already collapsed, and the stitched needles looked like they had to be disassembled and re-stitched.

Simply, there is no sign of inflammation now, which makes Fu Shaoli breathe a sigh of relief, but he still can't take it lightly.

The wounds on the head and arms are so serious that it is still worrying.

While inspecting the gap between the wounds, Song Xingqi had already brought a basin of clean water, and there was a brand new towel in the basin.

"The water is coming. ”

"Thank you. ”

Wringing out the towel in the basin, Fu Shaoli carefully cleaned up the blood stains near the wound.

But in a moment, the water in the basin has turned red, which makes people feel a little shocking.

The person who came with Song Xingqi was Han Jin, and since Song Xingqi brought the water, he has been standing side by side with him not far away.

As soon as the blood stains were cleaned up, Chai Kemu brought the barefoot doctor who looked like he was in his forties.

"Fu Shaoli, people have brought it, and everything is available. ”

After hearing Chai Kemu's explanation, the barefoot doctor hurried over, and the medicine box was full of things.

At this time, seeing Han Yao's wound, he didn't have time to greet the people on the side, so he sat down directly on the edge of the bed and opened the medicine box he brought with him.

"Her wound needs to be re-stitched, so I'm sorry for you. ”

The barefoot doctor cast his gaze at Fu Shaoli, and when he saw that it was a polite young man, he subconsciously nodded,

After all, the barefoot doctor is a woman, and she has been practicing medicine in the village for more than 20 years, and her techniques are relatively skilled, and she is very gentle and careful.

Fu Shaoli thought that although he knew these things, he wouldn't be so gentle, and he was afraid of hurting Han Yao, so he kept watching,

From time to time, scissors and gauze were handed and the like, and for nearly half an hour, all the wounds on his arms and the back of his head were treated, and Han Yao's condition was quite stable.

Before leaving, the barefoot doctor left a medicine bottle here.

"In her case, it is inevitable that there will be signs of inflammation and fever, you have to watch carefully, the bottle is a fever reducer, if he starts to have a fever, give her some. ”

"Thank you. ”

Taking the bottle of antipyretic medicine from the barefoot doctor, Fu Shaoli returned to the bedside and put the prescription in his hand on the desk next to the bed.

Chai Kemu sent the barefoot doctor out,

"Aunt Ju, I'll send you back. ”

"Okay, then it's troublesome Mu Mu. ”

The two of them went back to the room one after the other, and Chai Kemu directly sent the barefoot doctor home.