Chapter 177 is suspected to be an old man
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Qiao Licorice said coldly behind Zhao Jun, "Although my acting skills are not good, but my medical skills are still good!" As far as I can see, your calf needs to be bandaged, are you sure you want to go back like this? β
Zhao Jun looked down at his calves, and then found that his half-cut pants were similar to Wang Guodong's back, and they were all cloth strips.
The previous attention was focused on Wang Guodong's body and he didn't feel how to drop, but after Qiao Licorice reminded him, Zhao Juncai felt that his calf was hot and painful.
Thinking of Qiao Xiaobei's merciless kick to his knee, Zhao Jun suddenly felt that he couldn't breathe.
Isn't it that when it hurts in the body, it doesn't hurt so much in the heart?
Zhao Jun gritted his teeth, "What about the disinfectant water?" I'll do it myself! β
Qiao Licorice pushed his glasses, the cold light flashed, and a bottle of hydrogen peroxide was handed to Zhao Jun, "Are you sure you want to come by yourself?" β
Zhao Jun bit his teeth, closed his eyes, and a bottle of hydrogen peroxide was poured on Zhao Jun's calf, flooding white bubbles one after another.
Qiao Licorice pushed his glasses and smiled coldly, "The left leg is almost there, do you want a bottle for the right leg?" β
Zhao Jun pinched Qiao Licorice's shoulder, his forehead was full of cold sweat, "You did it on purpose!" β
Qiao Licorice nodded, "Coveting our little girl has to pay a price!" β
Zhao Jun looked at Qiao Licorice, and suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Wang Guodong, leaning against the wall, Zhao Jun smiled, "You also cleaned up Wang Guodong like this back then?" β
Qiao Licorice shook his head, "The black charcoal head is much smarter than you, he has the support of the old man and the old lady of our family, who killed the deer, it is not yet known, how could I fight him so torn my face!" However, if that kid dares to joke with himself, he will suffer it immediately! β
Zhao Jun looked at Qiao Licorice and was a little curious, "How are you going to drop him?" β
Qiao Licorice pushed his glasses and smiled faintly, "It's not that I'm going to drop it to him!" It's that he doesn't care about himself, and someone is ready to settle accounts with him! β
In the middle of a question and answer, half of the other bottle of hydrogen peroxide in Qiao Licorice's hand had already landed on Zhao Jun's other leg, Zhao Jun hissed, and the whole person jumped up, pointing at Qiao Licorice's nose, unable to speak.
Qiao Licorice found the little nurse to bring Yunnan Baiyao and bandages, and smiled at Zhao Jun: "Do it again, or do it well?" β
Zhao Junxin sat down reluctantly, letting Qiao Licorice deal with his two scarred legs. Suddenly, a question came to mind, "This kind of wound treatment should be able to be anesthetized!" β
Qiao Licorice pushed his glasses and gave Zhao Jun a smiling look, "Recently, there has been a shortage of anesthetics, and it is useless for people to operate on them, you have a slight flesh injury, what's it, a waste of anesthetics!" β
When Zhao Jun heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "Wang Guodong and Dr. Xiao Qiao are really fiancΓ©s!" It seems that the feelings are not good! β
Qiao Licorice neatly tied a bow to Zhao Jun, and then patted Zhao Jun's injured leg, causing Zhao Jun to gasp, Qiao Licorice said with a smile: "That's the unmarried couple who wrote the marriage book and held a banquet, you kid don't have bad ideas!" It was the black charcoal head that was injured, and Xiaobei nervously operated on him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to live with shrapnel, what kind of surgery would he do! For another person, if he dies in front of Xiaobei, Xiaobei may not look twice, and the intern is not qualified to do surgery! β
The corners of Zhao Jun's mouth twitched, "What about the benevolence of the good doctor!" β
Qiao Licorice nodded, "It's not nothing!" However, this is the barracks, and the first thing to talk about is the rules! To be able to come here as a war doctor, Xiao Bei didn't have to work hard, the toss was gone, and he couldn't see Wang Guodong, who was it! β
Zhao Jun swallowed, "Then why do you care about me?" β
Qiao Licorice patted Zhao Jun on the shoulder, "Young man, have understanding!" Next time you do more good deeds, there will always be family members who will be grateful to you! β
Zhao Jun stroked his forehead and looked at 201, "Do I accept your affection, or am I grateful for the one inside?" β
Qiao Licorice thought for a moment, "You better take care of the one inside!" I'm a person who generally doesn't cause trouble, but if I really get into trouble, you can't save me! However, if this girl wants to get up from the hospital bed, it won't take three or five months, I'm afraid it's impossible! β
Zhao Jun sat on the stool, closed his eyes, and didn't know what he was thinking!
At this moment, a groan rang out from inside Ward 201. Zhao Jun opened his eyes and rushed over at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.
Joe Licorice pushed his glasses and shook his head.
Young people are so impulsive, and the first thing people want to see when they wake up is not you, so why are you so positive!
Qiao Licorice walked slowly towards 201, and through the door pushed open by Zhao Jun, Qiao Licorice looked at the cold light in Qiao Xiaobei's eyes and the silver needle in his hand.
Qiao Licorice watched the silver needle fall on Wang Guodong, mourned for Wang Guodong for three seconds, and came to a conclusion: provoke the bear and the tiger, don't mess with the tigress.
As the first in the first year of military medicine, a child from someone else's family who has completed a five-year course of double degree in two years, and can also get a national scholarship, Qiao Xiaobei's medical skills will naturally not be bad. And as a lesbian with good roots and good ideological quality, Qiao Xiaobei can't do anything to murder her husband.
So, a few silver needles went down, and Wang Guodong woke up leisurely!
Qiao Xiaobei pouted with a gentle smile and pierced a silver needle, the picture was actually very beautiful.
But Zhao Jun thought about Qiao Licorice's words, and the sentence 'Recently, there has been a shortage of anesthetics, and it is useless for people to operate, you have a slight flesh injury, what is it, a waste of anesthetic!', Zhao Jun couldn't help but shudder.
He can't afford this kind of daughter-in-law!
Wang Guodong, you have been wronged!
However, if you think so, people don't think so!
Wang Guodong opened his eyelids that were as heavy as a daughter, saw the smiling and disgusting face, and muttered to himself: "It's good to be able to see your daughter-in-law when you are dying!" β
Qiao Xiaobei smiled softly, stretched out her slender ten fingers, and poked at the wound on Wang Guodong's waist, "Does it hurt?" β
Wang Guodong hissed, gasped, and grabbed Qiao Xiaobei's hand suddenly, "I'm not dead!" But you ...... Why is it here? β
Qiao Xiaobei raised her eyebrows, "I'm here for an internship, can't I?" β
After speaking, Qiao Xiaobei withdrew his hand and smiled faintly, "I just received an operation and dug out two pieces of shrapnel from a certain combat hero." Still, interns! Inevitably, there was a little mistake, and as soon as I was nervous, I forgot to take the anesthetic. What to do? β
Wang Guodong felt all kinds of pain, itching, and numbness near his back and waist and legs, and licked his lips, "Since you are a combat hero, you are not afraid of death, but what kind of pain are you afraid of!" β
Qiao Xiaobei nodded, "Thank you for your support and understanding of our work!" β