The patient appears to be asleep. His brother and son were keeping watch by his bedside www.biquge.info while the doctor began to pack up the medical box. "Uh...... Comrade Huang, how is Elder Huang?" The director thought about it, and still asked Huang Zhiyi, who seemed to be more reliable.

"It's stabilized, thank you Officer Qin!" Huang Zhiyi finally regained his former demeanor, although these people didn't help much, but - the spirit is commendable!

"Oh yes, that's good, that's good. I have already sent someone to the countryside to deliver the letter just now, and there will be a car over there to pick up Huang Lao soon!" looked at the little hygienist next to him who had made great contributions, and said condescendingly, "Ahem...... Xiao Yang, you have done a good job, you deserve praise!"

Yang Xiaobei...... It's good if you're happy!

Anyway, I have already talked about what I should have said, since I have already gone to contact the vehicle over there, although when I go to the township and shake the phone to the county, it will take several hours for the county to arrange the car, so it can be regarded as a successful dump. Now that the patient is in stable condition, she plans to go home - the wound on her foot needs to be cleaned, and her forehead is jumping in pain.

Hearing that Yang Xiaobei was going back, Aunt Yi hurriedly came out and said, "What do you say! Doctor Yang's feet are injured like this, let's send you back!"

"No, I'll walk back slowly. "When they said send it back, they planned to let Yang Xiaobei sit on the sliding rod, and a simple sliding rod had been tied for Huang Adi's transfer, which was just used to carry Yang Xiaobei back.

Just kidding! She is not missing an arm or a broken leg, but she has a cut on her foot, and she is so delicate to let the family carry it back (although she also wants to) But she can't be like this, in the era of hardship and simplicity, this kind of capitalist lady's style is unacceptable!

resolutely rejected everyone's suggestion to carry her back, Yang Xiaobei still limped over two mountain beams and returned to the clinic. When my mother saw her embarrassed, she immediately shouted, "Oh Xiaobei, what's going on?

Yi Huifen circled around Yang Xiaobei, anxiously looking for cleaning the wound and disinfectant potion. Her feet were made miserable by mud and blood, and she hadn't been so nervous for a long time, but the wound was on Yang Xiaobei's body, and she was so anxious that she was sweating, but she didn't dare to start.

…… Actually, it's not that serious. The wound is no longer bleeding, which means that it is not deep. It's just that it's easy to get infected in the summer, and it's delayed for a long time, so it's still necessary to deal with it as soon as possible. Seeing that my mother would only think in pieces, "What should I do!!" Yang Xiaobei knew that she couldn't be counted on, hey, she always dropped the chain at a critical moment, Mom, how could I rest assured that you would be a nurse!

I bent down with difficulty to rinse the wound with saline, and ...... Yang Xiaobei was already afraid of pain, not to mention that he still dealt with his own wounds, and while the pain was too bad, he had to keep his hands steady, and it really took a lot of perseverance to be able to persevere.

My mother finally reacted a little and brought hydrogen peroxide to continue to clean the wound. The wound cut by the stone was very irregular, washed by hydrogen peroxide, and the broken rotten flesh was white and red blood, and this terrible scene was on the feet of the dearest "sister...... Her hands trembled for a long time, and she didn't dare to use tweezers to open the wound.

Yang Xiaobei rolled her eyes, don't rinse and disinfect thoroughly, do you want me to be inflamed? Forget it, I don't dare to move as soon as I call my mother, but who can endure the pain and not scream?

Yang Xiaobei simply bent his foot over and rested it on his right leg, so that the soles of his feet were facing up, and then disinfected with iodine wine with difficulty...... Oh mom, I'm killing my sister!

After tossing for a long time, I finally bandaged my feet. In summer, the temperature was too high, so she wrapped it thinly with gauze to help the wound breathe. Finally, Yang Xiaobei, who was tired and painful, was sweating, and couldn't help but want to talk to her mother, but seeing her pale face than herself, she swallowed her words silently.

Everyone's personality is innate. What kind of personality is suitable for what kind of work, in the future generations with rich choices, this is a truth that everyone knows. Everyone is constantly changing jobs in an effort to find the one that suits them best. Relatively speaking, the same is true in the workplace, there will always be a leader who will say to the employee, "You are not suitable for our job." "Everybody is choosing each other and matching each other.

But now, the work is a package distribution, the son inherits the father's business, and so on. There aren't that many opportunities for everyone to choose. It is true that if a woman like my mother is willing to work hard, through rigorous training and long-term adaptation, she can be qualified for this job that is not suitable for her, but why bother?

In that case, my mother will be unhappy. Yang Xiaobei now has the ability and confidence to make the family not as difficult as before. She hopes that her parents can live happily and comfortably, and they don't need to be rich and rich, that's all.

So, forget it! In the past few years, my mother has been with me, and it is easy to say anything. When my father graduates and joins the work, the policy will be more relaxed, and then she can open a store for her mother in the city, whatever she wants, as long as her mother is interested. After the reform and opening up, as long as it takes a few years, self-employed people will change from being looked down upon to being envied by everyone, and at that time, my mother's worries will be solved.

When Zhou Pinzheng came over the next day, he saw the wounded Yang Xiaobei staggering and still prescribing to the patient, and his face turned black on the spot.

What is black? I don't know if you are born with a public face? Yang Xiaobei glared at him a little weakly. When the patient took the medicine and left, he preemptively said, "It's not a big deal, it's just scratched by a stone on the road!"

Zhou Pinzheng didn't speak, and he felt very frustrated. If it was a normal relationship, the girl would have been coquettish and said that it hurts, and then she would be sent to the hospital, shushhhhhhh The problem is that Xiaobei is a doctor himself, and he has no place for it. Although she looks young and delicate, she is very autonomous, and if she has any problems, she either solves them by herself, or she tells herself very calmly, and it is never her turn to be coquettish.

For example, now, how could she walk barefoot and let the stone scratch? Although she said that it was not serious, but just looking at the bandaging can tell how much the wound on the soles of most of her feet should be? In this way, she did not complain, but went to work normally. Zhou Pinzheng couldn't help but wonder if she regarded herself as her boyfriend? At this time, shouldn't it be the time for her to perform as a male ticket?

Yang Xiaobei couldn't understand why the big man on the other side was inexplicably sad. She has been out alone for too long, and she is used to carrying everything by herself, and when she is sick, she goes to get medicine and hangs water by herself. Even the appendicitis surgery was done by myself - the home was too far away, and I didn't want to alarm my parents for a small operation, so I didn't want to worry about them. As long as a colleague helps take care of it a few days ago, it's fine.

As for being coquettish, more than one person has told her that her voice is delicate, and others can't stand it! Unfortunately, this is not something that can be sent casually, and she is not a casual person. And on the parents' side, he is the eldest in the family, and he is also the eldest of the eldest, are you embarrassed?