Once the lower leg fracture has been treated, it is ready for suturing.

However, when it was time to suture, Zhang Sijiu specially instructed: "Don't suture completely, his leg is swollen badly, and now it is stitched, it is easy to have problems." You can only open the wound first and care for it carefully. Wait for the swelling to go down before stitching it up."

"In the past two days, everything that reduces swelling and stasis, stops bleeding and promotes wound recovery, is used!" Zhang Sijiu glanced at the wound that looked a little terrifying now, and then instructed, "It's best not to let him see the wound himself. It will affect the recovery mood. Then, Tingyun will work hard for the past two days and concentrate on taking care of him."

Tingyun is now the most qualified paramedics.

So, I can only work hard for him.

Cheng Wanli and Tingyun both nodded again and again. Understood.

Next, Zhang Sijiu should look at the injury on his thigh.

The fracture on the thigh was much more severe and complex, not only was the fracture not neat, but there were many bone fragments, one of which almost pierced the artery.

After Zhang Sijiu saw the situation clearly, he simply gasped, and couldn't help but sigh: "Zhao Xiaolangjun, he is really lucky. What kind of luck is this?"

Go out and buy a lottery ticket, and if you don't win a jackpot, you're sorry for this luck!

Arteries! Arteries! O arteries!

As soon as I plunged in, it is estimated that the Zhao family's mourning hall has been set up at this time, and the banquet has begun!

Zhang Sijiu beckoned, and called Doctor Qi, Cheng Wanli, and Tingyun over to take a look: "Come and see, come and see, look at this bone fragment, it almost punctured the blood vessel!" This blood vessel bursts. The gods can't pull it back!"

In these years, there are no blood packets, and hemostats are all for improvisation, not to mention the stitches and threads - how can I save them? It's almost the same as asking the monkey to steal some elixir.

was called like this, everyone gathered around, looked at the fragment and didn't say anything, and commented on it.

In the end, after everyone saw it clearly, Zhang Sijiu held his breath and carefully used tweezers to pinch away the bone fragments.

That's really cautious, lest a hand tremble, and the original good luck will turn into a tragedy in an instant.

After cleaning up this one, Zhang Sijiu cleaned up the other fragments he saw, and specially checked it carefully twice to make sure that there were no bone fragments, so he asked Cheng Wanli to pick up the bones - such a fracture is obviously inappropriate to use a connecting piece. So, this time it's a whole package.

There is no way, there are too many gaps, and there are cracks in the bones, if you really drill holes, I am afraid that you will continue to crumble.

Busy with these, Zhang Sijiu and Cheng Wanli sweated profusely.

Even Doctor Qi and them were so tired that they couldn't stand.

In a flash, the operation took about two hours.

Two hours, four hours.

It is tiring to stand normally, not to mention maintaining a fixed posture with a high degree of mental concentration - especially Zhang Sijiu and Cheng Wanli, whose arms are always lifted and doing fine movements, are even more tired.

When it was almost over, it was obvious that the effect of the anesthetic was about to pass, and Zhao Cheng's eyelids began to tremble, as if he was about to wake up at any time.

Because it was already finished, they didn't give the anesthetic either.

Not long after he was transferred back to the intensive care unit, Zhao Cheng woke up.

I watched it for a long time with my eyes open, and then I slowly woke up, and as soon as I woke up, I said inarticulately, "I'm still alive?"

Zhang Sijiu asked him, "Do you feel it, see if your leg hurts."

The pain of the incision will continue for several days, and as the condition improves, it will slowly turn into itching, and finally it will disappear.

Zhao Cheng struggled to feel it—although the pain was not so obvious because of the anesthetic, he could already feel it.

He nodded, "It hurts!"

"It hurts. The dead know no pain." Zhang Sijiu nodded and said with relief: "Don't worry, when the anesthetic has passed, it will hurt even more, and you can be completely relieved at that time." By the way, if it hurts so much tonight that you can't sleep, let Dr. Qi prescribe you a medicine to calm your nerves and promote sleep, and it won't hurt when you fall asleep

now."

Zhao Cheng: ...... Doesn't sound like a consolation at all. Is that how you treat patients?

But after going through so much, Zhao Cheng no longer dares to be arrogant: a child who can say that he will give you a knife can't afford to provoke!

He nodded aggrievedly, "Got it."

Zhang Sijiu told Tingyun a few more words, especially after telling Tingyun to move his other leg as much as possible for Zhao Cheng, and then left.

After going out, the people from the Junwang Mansion had already surrounded Cheng Wanli for a long time.

Cheng Wanli has a good temper, and he asks and answers, but he is not impatient.

As soon as Zhang Sijiu saw this situation, she quickly slipped away against the wall - she didn't want to come to Lao Cheng's experience again.

Dr. Qi's wife has already prepared a meal, and Dr. Qi is eating at this time.

Seeing Zhang Sijiu, Doctor Qi beckoned: "Come on, come quickly, there is smoked duck, and I have left you a leg."

As for the other leg, it is long gone.

Zhang Sijiu was not polite, and took a bite hard - it was already past the time to eat at this time, she was still growing her body, and when she was hungry, she felt that her body was going to be hollowed out, not to mention, and even felt like a monster in her stomach, constantly screaming and roaring, wishing that she would even eat the air to satisfy her hunger.

One leg has been eaten, and Cheng Wanli has not come back yet.

Zhang Sijiu asked Dr. Qi, who had already eaten and drunk, "Doctor Qi is not going to save Lao Cheng?"

Doctor Qi snorted lightly, "Why did you save him? Rotten good guys. I don't think I'm hungry enough. When you're hungry, you'll know you're looking for something to eat. You don't need to save it."

Zhang Sijiu thought about this reason, so he didn't care about it.

She took a few bites of rice and asked Dr. Qi again, "Do you have any thoughts on this matter?"

Now that the hospital has her dry shares, Zhang Sijiu has to be careful: if people want to be saved, then money is also needed!

"This is obviously Ye Lan's grandson who made it up to fix us." Doctor Qi snorted coldly, his face was not good: "When the time comes, when Zhao Xiaolangjun is well, I will personally escort Zhao Xiaolangjun back, and then go to see Ye Lan by the way!" In Jinguan City, I still know some people. Since he gave this opportunity, we really have to make a name for ourselves."

In this way, those who will go out of the hospital will have more prestige.

When Doctor Qi said this, he lowered his voice and asked, "Zhao Xiaolangjun's leg, will it be lame?"

Zhang Sijiu said honestly: "It really depends on the situation after recovery. During this time, don't eat things like dragon peony soup, otherwise, you can really grow long and short legs. If you don't want to be lame, you can't do it."

"Moreover, let him move on the ground, but not too early, otherwise the misalignment of the bones is a big deal, and he doesn't dare to use his legs, and his legs become inflexible, which is also a big deal. If you lie down all the time, you are prone to stagnation of qi and blood, and cause other problems."

Blood stasis is a lump. That is...... Thrombus.

Once the blood clot causes embolism, it is not a matter of lameness, it is a matter of burping.

When Dr. Qi heard this, he immediately said, "Don't worry, I will pay attention to this and use more medicines to invigorate blood and dispel blood stasis. Anyway, this time, no matter what the cost, we must keep Zhao Xiaolangjun!"

His voice was lower: "The Yang County Commander asked someone to tell me, the people of the County King's Mansion, we can't afford to offend."