The police officer told her the news of Brother Liang's injury: "Please have time to come to the hospital." ”

Song Yiqing felt that she hadn't woken up yet, and she was stunned by the news.

"Okay, I'll go over right away."

In the middle of the night, Song Yiqing rushed to the hospital and happened to see Brother Liang sitting on a bench smoking.

The little nurse came out of the corridor in disgust: "This is a hospital, no smoking is allowed." ”

He silently snuffed out the cigarette butt and apologized: "I'm sorry. ”

"Really, I didn't forget to smoke even if I broke my hand, and if I smoked to death, I would be a waste person anyway."

Hearing her words, Song Yiqing was angry in her heart, and strode forward to ask, "What were you talking about just now?" Is this what you should say as a nurse? Shouldn't your duty be to save lives? ”

The nurse stared at her with wide eyes and looked back at the person sitting on the bench.

He was wearing a prison uniform, and there were still people who defended him.

She looked at Song Yiqing like a fool: "I didn't say anything about you." ”

Song Yiqing still wanted to reason with her, but Brother Liang stood up and said, "Forget it." ”

He was surprised that Song Yiqing would appear in the hospital at this time, the lights in the corridor were flashing, and it was now more than 4 o'clock in the morning.

The doctor came out of the examination room: "Do you want a bone graft?" If you don't answer it again, it will affect the future function even more. ”

"Wait a minute......"

Song Yiqing said to stop: "Let's discuss." ”

She noticed that Brother Liang's arm was bent in the curvature, it must have been traumatized, and someone deliberately did it.

"It's a waste person if you can't pick it up......"

Song Yiqing twisted her eyebrows: "What do you mean?" What is the meaning of whether you can connect or not, you are all wasters? ”

"The doctor said that my arm would also affect its function if it was taken back. Didn't you hear? ”

There was sadness in his eyes, he could accept that he was in the game and was treated unfairly, but he really couldn't accept that he had become a cripple.

Song Yiqing stepped forward and pinched his shoulder, and then pressed down with his hand along the veins of his arm: "Do you believe me?" ”

Brother Liang grinned in pain, and he suddenly remembered that Song Yiqing was also a doctor, and she was the one who cured his migraine before.

"Faith."

"I can help you connect the bones and take care of them, it shouldn't have any effect."

A glimmer of light burst out of Brother Liang's eyes: "Really? ”

"I never panic. Come, come in. ”

The doctor saw the two of them coming in slowly, his face was a little unhappy, after all, he was on duty in the middle of the night, and he just wanted to sleep beautifully.

"Hurry up and deal with it, it's already too much time to delay."

Song Yiqing interrupted him: "May I ask if you have a white bandage here?" Can you lend me one? ”

"Yes, yes, but what are you going to do?"

"Give him a bone."

"You?"

The doctor looked at her in disbelief, distrust in his eyes.

"This, do you believe she can cure you?"

Brother Liang nodded.

"It's not in order, I ......"

"We're responsible for what happened, I just wanted to borrow some white bandages from you."

"Aren't you guys messing around?"

"I'm a Chinese medicine practitioner, and I was very good at it. Believe me, lend me some white bandages. ”

Song Yiqing's face was cold, and he hesitated, maybe they would leave directly.

He's the real time-wasting thing.

"Okay."

The doctor pulled a long roll of bandages out of the drawer: "Are these enough?" ”

"That's enough."

Song Yiqing took it and was ready to get started, and directly helped him straighten his bones.

The doctor watched from the sidelines: "Don't you need to anesthetize him?" ”

"Anesthesia will affect the subsequent bone grafting effect, and if you want to return to normal, you can only endure it."

Brother Liang has made up his mind: "Okay." ”

Song Yiqing handed him a square cloth: "If it hurts too much, you bite it." ”

"Hmm."

Song Yiqing squatted down, while Brother Liang was lying at her feet, inhaling cold air in pain.

She quickly and carefully examined Brother Liang's injuries, then took a deep breath and said firmly, "Doctor, help me." ”

The doctor nodded, just in time to get a closer look at her bone grafting.

He stabilized Brother Liang's body, and Song Yiqing performed the bone grafting operation.

"Hold down Brother Liang's shoulder so that his body doesn't move anymore."

Song Yiqing instructed, holding down Brother Liang's broken bones with one hand, and gently sliding along Brother Liang's bones with the other hand, as if looking for something.

Her brow furrowed, her eyes focused, as if the whole world had vanished, except for the faint sound of her breathing.

Suddenly, her hand froze, and then pressed hard against the bend of his arm.

This place is where Brother Liang's bones meet.

She took a deep breath and began to push Brother Liang's bones back into place with all her might.

The process was very painful, Brother Liang's face was covered with sweat, his teeth were clenched, but his body was motionless.

He didn't want to become a waste, so he had to endure the pain of bones.

Song Yiqing's fingers slid gently over the joint of Brother Liang's bones, looking for the best position.

Then she pressed hard, only to hear a "click", and Brother Liang's bones had been joined together.

Song Yiqing raised her head, looked at the doctor and said, "Okay." ”

She took out a long white bandage and wrapped it around his arm to secure the place where it had just been attached.

"Don't get wet, don't use it for a while, I'll prescribe you a prescription when I go back, and you can eat it according to the above prescription."

Brother Liang was still immersed in the pain of the result, his head was covered with cold sweat, he didn't hear what Song Yiqing was saying clearly at all, he just nodded in cooperation.

The doctor looked puzzled: "This is it?" ”

"Yes."

He was still skeptical of her technique, because it seemed to him that the process was simple, and although the patient was in pain, the arm was indeed taken back.

He wanted to continue asking for advice, but the police outside walked in.

"May I ask if you are Li Liang's family?"

"Yes."

"Doctor, is he finished?"

The doctor was pushed away by his questioning, he looked at Song Yiqing, and saw that she nodded, so he nodded too.

"It's over, it's over."

"Then let's go back to the police station."

Song Yiqing happened to have time and was going to the police station, and his appearance was no longer suitable for him to stay in the detention center.

She had already taken the reconciliation letter, and he wanted to get him out of the bureau tonight.

"Let's go."

Brother Liang's pain gradually decreased, and the expression on his face gradually recovered.

The two followed the officers into the police car.

The sky gradually revealed the whiteness of the fish's belly, and the sun gradually rose.

On the way from the hospital to the police station, the sky was already bright.

Brother Liang hadn't seen the scenery outside for a long time, and he watched the sunrise outside through the window of the police car along the way.

The free air smells sweet.

It's a pity that the freedom of this road came to an abrupt end at the police station.