Shen Chuhua smiled, pointed to a closed door not far away, and said to Steward Wu on the side, "Uncle Wu is bothering you to open the door lock." ”

Steward Wu nodded, "Yes, Miss!" ”

Steward Wu deliberately accented the three words of the eldest lady.

He wants everyone to understand that this family is surnamed Shen, but it is Shen painted by Shen Chu.

Shen Chuhua understood what Steward Wu meant, looked at him, and then looked at his deputy, "Mr. Lao, help Zhang Wusi to go to that room first, I will immediately take something and go to treat Zhang Wusi's wounds." ”

The deputy looked at Zhang Yishan.

Zhang Yishan actually stood up.

Mr. Zhang really trusts this stupid girl.

The deputy wanted to follow Zhang Yishan, and Zhan Beichen, who had been observing from the sidelines, took a step ahead, "I'll go." ”

……

Shen Chuhua hurriedly returned to the room, took out the treasure chest, and whispered, "Treasure chest, treasure chest, please give me a set of surgical kits and anesthetics." ”

After saying that, she closed her eyes, imagined what she needed in her mind, and slowly opened the treasure chest.

Sure enough, there was a medical box in the box, which contained all the things that Shen Chuhua needed, surgical kits, anesthetics, etc.

Shen Chuhua was satisfied with the medical box and put the treasure box back in its place.

The little hand stroked the treasure chest, "Treasure chest, treasure chest, you are so good, Mo Da!" ”

A faint smile appeared on her pretty little face, and she turned and ran out of the room.

Shen Chuhua passed through the living room with the white medical box and walked into the room where Zhang Wusi was.

Shen Jibin and Song Lian had mocking looks on their faces.

Shen Yingxiang snorted and walked to Song Lian's side, "Mother, look at that stupid girl, she is sick and crazy again, just rely on her?" Wound Mr. Zhang? I don't know how thick the sky is. ”

"Whatever, I didn't hear what Mr. Zhang said, if she can't smelt well, I'll clean her up, hum!" Song Lian looked proud.

Their whole family wished that Shen Chu would die.

Zhang Yishan took off the wind and lay on a white hospital bed.

The furnishings in this room are almost like a hospital ward, in a new villa, why is there such a room?

When he was wondering when he was a child, Shen Chuhua walked in and didn't look at the tall man sitting on the seat next to Zhang Yishan.

But she felt the man's gaze not leave her for a moment, as if he were looking at a thief.

Probably because she is a thief, she thinks too much! Shen Chuhua comforted himself.

Standing beside Zhang Yishan, he placed the medical box in his hand on the table.

He took out the surgical bag in the medical box, and tore it open at once.

Shen Chuhua looked at the contents with satisfaction, this surgical bag was her favorite batch of surgical bags when she was a doctor before she was reborn in the 21st century.

took out the disposable white coat and hat mask inside, put it on, and then put on the white surgical silicone gloves, she frowned and looked at Zhang Yishan's right arm.

The right arm was tied with a strip of cloth, and the white strip of cloth was soaked in blood.

There was a wound on the sleeve of the dark blue shirt, and half of the sleeve was soaked with blood.

Shen Chuhua frowned, picked up the scissors and clicked, neatly cutting off all the sleeves near the wound.

The skin of the injured arm was exposed, and the wound was blackened.

Zhan Beichen, who was sitting precariously on the side, looked at the little woman wearing a mask in front of him like those elderly and experienced doctors in the hospital, and his heart was full of infinite curiosity.

None of her actions would be like a fool would do.

"Zhang Wusi, the wound is not serious and not poisoned, I will help you take out the things in the wound now, and the whole process is painless." Shen Chuhua said with full confidence.

Zhang Yishan sighed, and a pair of eagle-like eyes also stared at Shen Chu's face.