"Fortunately, there is this little child, otherwise Ishikawa would really have to wait for death!"

Watching Yang An enter the ward and close the door, several vigilant men sighed, Now the entire hospital knows that Ishikawa is dead, so the doctors and nurses don't come at all, afraid that Ishikawa will die and be troubled.

They felt that if it weren't for the ignorance of this child, it is estimated that Ishikawa would not even have a person to change the dressing and gauze now.

The sound insulation in the ward is good, Yang An can't hear these conversations, otherwise he will probably have to laugh through his belly.

Putting down everything in his hand, Yang An touched Ishikawa's body, it was hot like charcoal, and the underwear on his body was permeated by sweat, and he said in his heart, poor guy, who is not good to offend me Yang An, you are really damned you!

Then, he began to take out a towel to wipe Ishikawa's body, not feeling dirty or bored at all, meticulous.

After everything was done, Yang An began to disassemble the gauze on Ishikawa's calf, the gauze had been penetrated by pus, exuding a rotten stench, and the diamond-shaped penetrating wound made the entire leg swollen like a huge bread.

In a low moan, Ishikawa, who had not woken up for several days, opened his eyes weakly, and looked down to see Yang An.

The wound had been cleaned, and Yang An was holding a very small paper bag in his hand, which contained sticky pus, and he was holding a very thin stick with this pus at the moment, looking like he wanted to poke this small stick into the wound.

Ho...... Ho......

Even if Ishikawa was delirious because of the high fever, he vaguely knew that it would not be a good thing, his eyes looked at Yang Kuan in horror, struggling, wanting to shout, but because of extreme weakness, he made a low unconscious ho-ho sound, and the range of struggle was as small as a baby's writhing.

"Awake?"

Yang An also found out that Ishikawa woke up, and when he saw the horror in the other party's eyes, he smiled extremely good-looking and innocent: "Do you think I'm harming you?" You're right, I'm hurting you, and I'll tell you the truth, your injuries would have been healed, and it was all because of me that they developed like this - I forgot to tell you that the injury on your leg was also stabbed by me! ”

Ishikawa's eyes erupted with fire when he heard this, and he screamed weakly, twisting his neck as hard as he could to look in the direction of the door, hoping that someone would find out about his cry for help, and that someone would stop this little devil.

But he didn't even have the strength to twist his neck, so he could only look at Yang An, and his eyes began to be full of begging, just like the eyes of a little milk dog who was about to starve to death when he saw a person.

If Zhu Junlin or Tu Jinjun were here, they would be very shocked to see such an expression on Ishikawa's face, after all, they all knew that Ishikawa was cold-blooded, cruel, and inhumane, and a person like this would have such a wagging tail and begging expression.

"Don't look at me like this, I won't be soft-hearted, who let you hurt my second brother...... If you live, my second brother will die, and I will die too, so I have no choice but to let you die......"

Yang An babbled, and under Ishikawa's frightened gaze, he used a small stick to send all the pus in the small bag into the depths of the wound.

The wound had long since lost sensation, but watching Yang An send those pus into the wound, Ishikawa trembled terribly, as if watching a person stab a knife into his heart inch by inch, but he couldn't do anything......

After doing this, Yang An applied medicine to the cleaned wound, wrapped it in clean gauze, and gently straightened Ishikawa's crooked head, which had passed out again.

"Thank you, little brother!"

Looking at Yang An, who came out with a large basin of stench clothes gauze, a group of men couldn't help but cover their noses, and it wasn't until Yang An walked far away that they put down their noses and saw the clean Ishikawa in the ward, and said with sincere gratitude.

"As it should be!"

Yang An bowed back and said, smiling calmly and sincerely.

In the afternoon, Ishikawa died.

In fact, it is already a huge miracle that sepsis can drag on for so long before dying, and in the eyes of those men who are in charge of guarding and protection, if it weren't for Yang An's careful care, I'm afraid Ishikawa would have died a long time ago.

Only Yang An and Frank knew that Ishikawa could delay for so long, simply because his physical fitness was too amazing, if it weren't for Yang An's continuous injection of pathogens into the wound every time he changed dressing and gauze, he could miraculously survive sepsis.

Feng Shaoqing and others came over and silently took away the corpse, without making any noise, after all, this Western medicine hall is a hospital opened by foreigners, and the medicine does not die of diseases, since the doctor has tried his best, it is no wonder that people.

Frank looked at Yang An with an unusually complicated expression.

He really wanted to drive Yang An away immediately, and whenever he saw this innocent-looking child doing demonic things, he felt uncomfortable.

But thinking of the two little yellow croakers he received, thinking that this child was trying to save his second brother, and maybe a small revolutionary, he couldn't bear to do it.

"I can't help ...... either"

Yang An said softly: "I also want to be a good doctor, save people instead of harming people, I hope you don't drive me away, sir......"

"I hope you will do the same as you say in the future!"

Frank sighed and handed a small packet of medicine to Yang Andao: "You can leave early today, start tomorrow, be a new person, and study ......medicine well."

Grain and oil stores.

Yang Kuan sat at the counter, looking at Song Xiaoyue, who was leaning on the door with a needle and thread clumsily embroidered with a silk handkerchief, beside Song Xiaoyue, Yang Ping, who was temporarily resting and warming her hands because there was no one on the street, was enthusiastically giving Song Xiaoyue pointers, and when she turned around, she grimaced at Yang Kuan with some disgust.

Yang Kuan smiled, he knew that his sister disliked Song Xiaoyue's female celebrity skills were too poor.

But he also knows that Song Xiaoyue has grown up, teasing chickens and dogs at the head of the village, digging birds' nests on trees and going down to the river to catch Wang Ba, she has done everything that boys can do, but she has never done anything that girls should do, such as this female red embroidery, this should be the first time.

Yang Kuan looked at the silk handkerchief, he knew that it should be given to his eldest brother by Song Jiawen, he could imagine how sweet and happy his heart would be when his eldest brother received this silk handkerchief, even if a pair of mandarin ducks on the silk handkerchief were embroidered into water ducks, and it was a giant ugly water duck, the sweetness and happiness would still not be reduced by half a point because of this.

From afar, Yang An walked over, and for the first time, he didn't have an old-fashioned face, and he smiled very happily and heartily.

"Third brother!"

"An An......

Seeing Yang An, Yang Ping and Song Xiaoyue greeted each other and smiled happily, which made the icy and snowy streets feel a little warm.

Yang An responded with a smile, praising Song Xiaoyue's embroidery for being very good-looking, if you give it to the eldest brother, you must like it, Song Xiaoyue bit her lip and smiled happily, Yang Ping also laughed, she knew that as long as it was something given by Sister Jiawen, her eldest brother would definitely be happy.