Chapter 19: The Wound
"Lao Yang, don't talk nonsense." Hearing Yang Ling's words, Zong Tian couldn't help but blush, "What a girlfriend, it's just a classmate." ”
"Besides, are you blind, can't you see this?" Zongtian raised his hand, which was still holding the knife, and shook it very casually.
"That, it's okay, I'll be dead for a while, but it's just that my classmates will send you to me, and you still don't tell you honestly."
"I ......" Zongtian also used enough strength to stop his urge to spit fragrant fragrance.
"We're not just classmates." Phantom Bone's sudden words suddenly blew away Zongtian's anger, "We're still at the same table." ”
The anger went faster and came back faster, but the extremely angry Zongtian withered like a deflated balloon.
"Say whatever you like." Words that sound like broken cans are actually more likely to make the people who tease him lose interest.
"Speaking of which, how the hell did you get this?" After losing the atmosphere, Yang Ling really became a lot more normal,
"This ...... A little of a surprise. Zong Tian was a little ashamed to talk about what had just happened.
"There's nothing to be embarrassed to say, but I really didn't expect you, do you still have a bit of chivalrous feelings?" Although it was a bit of a mocking word, it seemed that there was a lot of banter or surprise in it, and it seemed that it was really a little indistinguishable.
"Let go of him, anything will come at me!" However, the sentence that phantom bones lowered their throat immediately showed their attitude, and Yang Ling also roughly guessed what happened.
"If you think according to me, I can still understand that you have a few holes in your body, but you are a ......" The place where the knife in the sky is in the sky is a little weird.
"If you have time to ask so much, it's better to work early!"
"Okay, okay, if you want to say that it hurts your hand, it's really a little difficult to deal with." After carefully observing Zongtian's wounds, Yang Ling concluded,
"And this tablemate, although I don't mind you watching, it may be a little bloody." Yang Ling turned to the phantom bone,
"Well, it's not too early, so you guys can get busy." Anyway, she was also a girl, although Zongtian's not very painful performance before made her not pay much attention to the serious wound, but when Yang Ling said that bloody words, Phantom Bone's face was still a little abnormal.
"So? Is it normal? Or faster? After sending away the phantom bone, Yang Ling also returned to the topic.
"Hurry up, and if possible, it might look like it's just a little bit of a bruise." After all, there is a request for others, and after Yang Ling got up normally, Zongtian didn't dare to care about anything anymore.
"If that's the case, it's probably going to be a little rougher again."
"Again?"
Just when Zongtian was puzzled, Yang Ling pulled out the knife, although the surprise was greater than the pain, but Zongtian couldn't help but open his mouth, and Yang Ling's action was not over yet, a ball of unknown things was stuffed into Zongtian's mouth by him.
"Do you want to ......" Zong Tian just wanted to ask in a panic, but as soon as he said two words, his tongue seemed to be disobedient, not just his tongue, the numb feeling instantly spread from his mouth to his whole body, and his thoughts stopped at this time.
Darkness, endless darkness overwhelmed everything, and it seemed that even the mind was still.
Who am I? Where am I? Can't think of anything.
Unable to move, the only thing left to think can only be felt quietly, a heavy pain, and a sense of powerlessness that is difficult to control the body. Am I going to die?
A little light suddenly pierced the darkness, although it was only a little, but it illuminated the only consciousness he had.
What is it? What is so bright? I barely opened my eyes a little, trying to see clearly, but I could only make out a broken outline, but that dazzling outline came at this time.
"Oops!" Just as Zongtian's consciousness was shrouded in the warm light, the dull pain in his head woke him up suddenly. What slapped on his head was a shoe, but it wasn't the most embarrassing, the most embarrassing thing was that although he ate the sole of a shoe, he had an almost stupid smile on his face, and his hand was also making a look of wanting to hug something.
"What are you doing......" should have been a stern question, but under such embarrassment, it was completely unconfident.
"You ask for it quickly, no matter how high my medical skills are, I can't accurately time the anesthesia to the second."
"Oh."
Yang Ling just told the truth that he had already suppressed Zongtian out of temper, and the effect of anesthesia would not pass so quickly, Zongtian could only rub his head and be stunned.
"What are these?"
Looking at the row of strange things beside the bed, although it was not strange that Yang Ling had anything around him for surgery, the things that Zong Tian saw were a little too strange. On a small table next to the bed, from left to right, there was a feather, an empty cup, then a rather large empty seat, then a half-cut clothesrod, a metal bat, and finally a hand-held electric drill.
Empty cups? Zongtian touched his face, it seemed that there was still a feeling of moisture, he touched the collar again, it was completely in a state of being able to hold out the water, and then he picked up the shoe that he had thrown away from the ground, and it seemed to be quite right to put it on the empty seat.
"Old Yang, explain?" There is no joy or anger on Zongtian's face,
"It's just to wake you up, don't you understand?" Yang Ling just glanced back at it casually,
"If I hadn't beaten you, I'd have killed you." Zongtian wanted to hammer Yang Ling hard just now, but his fist hadn't fallen yet, so he remembered what he was doing today, but it didn't hurt?
Zongtian looked at his fist, and it didn't seem to be abnormal, but there was simply a band-aid attached to the place where he was stabbed, but in Zongtian's impression, it seemed that the wound alone could not be covered by the entire band-aid.
After this time, Zong Tian really believed Yang Ling's words last time, and it turned out that the fine-tuning in his mouth might really really have almost dismantled himself.
If I had said it, it would have been a long time since the wound had healed like this, and when I looked out the window, it was not as dark as I imagined, and the setting sun still left an orange line on the distant roof.
It won't be another next day, will it? Looking at the slowly disappearing red line, I couldn't help but think, but Phantom Bone and Hua Fei both saw the situation at that time, if they didn't go to class, how could they mention that they were strong for a sentence or two, right? But what about at home? The last time I was absent from school, I finally fooled it over, but this time it was a whole day and a night......
"You go a little faster, and you'll almost be able to go home and have dinner." Yang Ling, who had been observing Zongtian's strange expression just now, suddenly reminded,
"Dinner?"
"yes, I don't want to bother with you." Yang Ling's words were full of feelings, and Zongtian only realized that the operation just now was only a few dozen minutes.
"Just that fast?" Zongtian tentatively touched the band-aid, and there didn't seem to be any wound other than the normal touch.
"yes, it's that fast." Yang Ling pushed his weird glasses, the lenses reflected the white light, and he couldn't see his expression at this time, "But don't open that one yet." ”
"Why? It's been dealt with to this extent, so why don't you just recover completely? "Zongtian doesn't care about opening and closing his palms, it seems that there is really no problem at all.
"Uncover the possibility of death." Yang Ling's gloomy voice made the movements of Zongtian's hand freeze in mid-air.
"Lao Yang, do you have bandages here? I want to tie it up again. ”
After getting the bandage, Zongtian was directly kicked out, and he left the room with him, and there was a sentence to remember to come over for training tomorrow.
It's just a devil, the training that I didn't agree to at the beginning, but at this time, it's so energetic again, and this injury really doesn't matter? Although there are still some doubts in my heart, this does not affect the pace of going home.
Although it was a little delayed, it was finally in time for dinner, of course, the mother's inquiries and complaints were also indispensable, but fortunately, Zongtian did not wrap the bandage at this time, looking at Zongtian who was almost unscathed, his mother let him go easily.
Returned to his room, although he didn't train today, but the same fatigue still made Zongtian fall headlong on the bed, thinking about everything that happened today, it was really a little embarrassing. But then again, has Lao Yang's medical skills always been like this? The first time I met Lao Yang was in ......