Xiaoyan was shot and seriously injured many times more than this, and no one said he had no medical ethics.
He couldn't help but cast an ambiguous look at Xiaoyan. Xiaoyan hummed and ignored him, letting him continue to suffer Xueer's verbal torture.
"Uncle, can't you be gentler? It is a doctor's bounden duty to save lives and heal the wounded."[
"Do I look old?" Bu Li, the emergency doctor, had a fierce look in his eyes. He was only in his early thirties.
Xueer chirped, and the uncle, who had no medical ethics, still wanted to pretend to be cute: "Uncle, although this is an era of pretending to be cute, it still depends on the target."
She gave him a look that said, "You are the uncle," and continued to nag: "Uncle, you should be gentler!"
"I won't care if you keep yelling. There's nothing serious about this kid. Why are you so anxious?" Bu Li finally roared loudly.
"Forget it, give me the medicine and I'll do it myself." She just didn't feel relieved.
"Are you coming?" Xiaoyan and Bu Li looked at her face at the same time.
Xueer raised her eyebrows, can't you?
"I learned first aid training in China for several months."
Xiaoyan shrugged, and Bu Li was even more happy. He said a few words and slipped out of the emergency room.
"Why don't you worry?" Xue'er took disinfectant and cotton swabs and carefully applied the disinfectant on the wounds on Xiaoyan's arms that had been treated. Her movements were much gentler than those of the doctor's uncle.
She breathed lightly on Xiaoyan's arm, and her serious and careful look made Xiaoyan feel inexplicably, well, a little different.
"Does it hurt?"
"Just a little bit." In fact, it didn't hurt at all, but since she was so enthusiastic, I just frowned in a pretentious manner.
Seeing her frown, Xueer quickly said, "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"
Seeing her nervous look, Xiaoyan's eyes became several layers warmer. She was the first girl to care about him so much.
Haha, it feels a little different.
The indescribable beauty was that, well, it moved him a little bit.
He couldn't help but touched Xue'er's long hair, smiled, a little silly, and then said in a low voice: "It's not bad! Your skills are good!"