originally thought that Zhao Cuilan would not be reconciled, and even if this matter came to an end, I didn't expect that it was just the beginning.

Because Zhang Sijiu soon met Liu.

Liu was about to commit suicide, and he hit his head on a pillar, and his head was bleeding - well, of course he didn't die.

So Liu was hurriedly sent to the medical hall - it is strange to say, I don't know if it is because it is too smooth, so it is clear that there is such a medical hall in Mianzhu County, but Liu was sent here.

Seeing this old acquaintance, Cheng Wanli was a little speechless.

Zhang Sijiu was even more amazed: What a fate this is!

However, it is important to deal with the injury.

Liu's eyes were tightly closed, his face was covered with blood, his hair was also stained a lot, and a bloody wound on his forehead looked terrifying.

And the wound was quite large, almost a coin size gap.

Even faintly there seems to be a little bit of white bone stubble.

While Cheng Wanli was diagnosing Liu's pulse, he asked He Erlang, who had an ugly face, "How did you get it?"

He Erlang's tone was also very bad: "It's just a collision." She hit it herself. Crashed into the cabinet."

I don't know what kind of mentality it is, He Erlang also added: "The cabinets are all broken."

Zhang Sijiu, Cheng Wanli: ...... You don't have to mention that.

Mother He was also angry and helpless, and scolded her son: "Okay! When is it, what's the use of saying this?!"

turned his head and asked Cheng Wanli to quickly treat Liu.

I haven't seen her for a while, and Mother He's whole person is a lot haggard, and she is visibly old, and she doesn't have the shrewd appearance outside Zhao Cuilan's delivery room before.

Cheng Wanli had already seen the pulse, and then lifted Liu's eyelids and looked at the pupils, "There is nothing wrong with the person, but he passed out. You get out first, and I'll take care of the wounds."

Generally, the treatment of wounds does not let the family members watch on the side, firstly, there are many people polluted, and secondly, they are afraid that the family members will have any opinions.

Mother He originally wanted to stay, but He Erlang pulled Mother He and walked out, without taking a second look at Liu.

The husband and wife have achieved this point, Zhang Sijiu feels that divorce may be inevitable - even if they don't leave, it is estimated that the relationship between Liu and He Erlang will be difficult to repair in the future. It's hard to even get along with a couple.

Cheng Wanli is now very proficient in using saline, alcohol and other things in dealing with trauma.

Zhang Sijiu handed things down next to him, and Cheng Wanli dealt with it, and the two cooperated very tacitly.

Cheng Wanli first rinsed the wound with salt water. Zhang Sijiu used these to rinse the wound and dry it with gauze, and then wiped some dried blood stains on Liu's face.

Liu's wound actually didn't bleed much, but when Cheng Wanli was stimulated like this, it was a little bleeding again, but fortunately, it wasn't much.

When Zhang Sijiu wiped the blood on Liu's eyelids, Liu's eyelids trembled terribly—yes, this is pretending to be unconscious.

However, Zhang Sijiu didn't mean to pierce it: pretending to be unconscious at this time is actually quite good. After all, it also saves trouble. And it also avoids embarrassment for everyone.

Everyone still remembers the last time Liu's big trouble in the hospital.

However, this pretense did not last long.

Because, Cheng Wanli used alcohol.

Anyone who has used it knows that the irritating pain can send people away in an instant.

Liu Shi howled like a pig, if it weren't for Zhang Sijiu's quick eyes and the lack of Liu's core strength, otherwise he would really have to be beaten up by a carp of Liu's family.

Now, anyway, Liu can't pretend to be unconscious.

Her face was deformed, "What are you doing! It hurts so much!"

"Treat wounds." Zhang Sijiu thoughtfully explained: "It hurts, if it doesn't hurt, the wound can easily suppurate on such a hot day."

Summer is the season when wounds fester. The high humidity and high temperature are simply created for the cultivation of various bacteria

in super good condition.

Liu obviously didn't understand this, he just felt that it hurt badly, and he opened his mouth and scolded: "Let your mother's stinky fart! Are you deliberately taking revenge on me? Why don't anyone else do that?"

Zhang Sijiu calmly explained back: "When others were treating wounds, you didn't see it. How do you know it's not? You'd better not move, because if you do, you'll have to do it all over again. Now that's all that's left right now."

Cheng Wanli glanced at the wound and said honestly, "I'm afraid I'll need two stitches. The wound is a bit wide open and does not heal easily. Moreover, too deep. I'm almost bone-on-bone."

Zhang Sijiu also glanced at the wound when he heard this, and found that Cheng Wanli was right, so he nodded, turned his head and said to Liu, "The collision was too bad, and I had to get two stitches." Of course it might hurt a little. However, if you don't want to sew, it's okay, and it won't grow well at that time, so you can't blame our clinic for not giving you medical treatment. Moreover, if you don't have stitches, even if it heals, the scar is probably quite obvious. Look, sew?"

Liu was skeptical, and said angrily with a stiff neck, "How do I know if you are deliberately taking revenge on me? What needles don't stitch, my head is not cloth, what sew!"

Zhang Sijiu shrugged: "That's okay, you can change the medical hall." However, the wound is really too deep. If you don't suture, it's really easy to fester, and leave a big scar. You know, when the wound festers and suppurates, when you come back, we will only have to cut off the rotten flesh from your wound little by little. When the time comes, I won't be able to sew it, so I'll have to continue to see my luck—"

"If you're unlucky, the wound will get worse and bigger, and maybe you'll die in the end."

When Zhang Sijiu said these words, his face was sincere and calm, not at all like he was deliberately scaring people.

Of course, it's not a scare, this situation is inherently prone to occur.

But Liu was clearly frightened.

She couldn't help but raise her hand to touch her wound.

Zhang Sijiu pressed her hand: "The wound can't be touched, the more you touch it, the faster it will rot."

Liu said, "You people are just trying to make money, and it's scary!"

But the fluttering eyes and hesitant expression betrayed her heart.

In the end, she snorted coldly: "It's not my money anyway, get me the best medicine!" Isn't it just sewing? Sew! It's nice to sew!"

After a pause, she couldn't help but glance at Cheng Wanli again, "If you sew it, you won't leave a scar, right?"

Cheng Wanli said honestly: "There will still be a little scar, but it is longer than yourself, and it can still be a little better. Later, when the scab is formed, I will use a little scar removal medicine, and the situation will be better."

Liu slapped the board: "Then get it!" Scar removal medicine is also prescribed! Open more!"

Zhang Sijiu looked at Liu's way and interpreted a sentence: Sure enough, women, no matter what they look like, are more concerned about their faces.