Fang Le smiled and knelt down: "If it really doesn't work, I'll make a call for you."
"Trouble."
Li Wanjiang smiled stiffly again, feeling like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
He was rescued by two unknown people at the foot of the mountain, and then sent here. Seeing a young man who had treated sheep trying to experiment on his own legs, Li Wanjiang didn't even know that he was
Should you resist or obey?
Although I don’t want to be an athlete, but in the future, I will become ill and walk with a limp, which will also affect my image, right?
"Little brother!"
Fang Le was examining Li Wanjiang using touch methods when he heard Li Wanjiang say: "If you are not sure, don't take risks."
"Don't worry, I still have the most basic medical ethics."
Fang Le nodded, feeling a little funny in his heart, thinking that his young face and Fan Deming's two words just now probably scared the patient a lot, right?
Li Wanjiang thought to himself, "How can you, a young man like you who doesn't even have full hair, have any medical ethics?"
Eighty percent of newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.
It's just that I can't make phone calls now, and I can't contact anyone yet, so I can only resign myself to fate. The worst I can do is suffer one more time. After I get to the provincial hospital, I have to pick up the phone again.
"ah!"
Just as Li Wanjiang was thinking in his mind, Fang Le suddenly let out a yelp, which frightened Li Wanjiang to the point of trembling.
"What's wrong?"
"It was a bit troublesome, but luckily you met me."
Fang Le raised his head and gave Li Wanjiang a reassuring smile: "If it had been anyone else, this situation would probably not have been handled. There is still a small piece of the upper part of your body broken, so it will be more difficult to reset."
Clinically, when the bone is broken into three or more pieces, it can be called a comminuted fracture, also known as a T or Y-shaped fracture.
A situation like Li Wanjiang's is more complicated. If it weren't for Fang Le's high level, someone else might not be able to reset it.
"Little brother, if it doesn't work, just call me."
Li Wanjiang felt guilty for a while after hearing this.
"Dude, don't worry."
Fan Deming was doing some ideological work for Li Wanjiang beside him: "That place in our house..."
Just as he was talking, Li Wanjiang suddenly cried out in pain, and Fang Le called to Zhang Xiyue who was standing next to him: "Yueyue, I remember there is a broken stool leg at home. Please bring it over for me and some scraps of cloth."
"OK!"
Zhang Xiyue responded and went inside to get something.
There was a broken stool leg in the room, which was straight. Fang Le asked Zhang Xiyue to bring an ax over, split the stool leg, and then used the stool leg to fix it to Li Wanjiang.
"Is this good?"
Li Wanjiang looked at Fang Le who was fixing him in shock.
"Don't exert any force when you get back. If you're worried, go to the hospital for a checkup."
Fang Le clapped his hands: "You are lucky to have met me, otherwise you would have been stabbed and nailed if you went back like this."
"Thank you little brother."
Li Wanjiang thanked him, and then said to the other party in a consultative tone: "Can you call me now?"
"Yes!"
Fang Le asked Zhang Xiyue to remember the phone number, and then went to a house in the village that had a phone to call Li Wanjiang. Fang Le didn't know the house himself and didn't know whose house had a phone.
About an hour after the call was made, Fang Le was waiting for someone when he heard the honking of several cars outside the door.
"The person who picked me up should have arrived. Please go out and have a look, little brother."
When he heard that the person to pick him up had arrived, Li Wanjiang breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had regained a sense of security.
"ah!"
When Fan Deming walked out of the door, he saw two cars parked at the door, both off-road vehicles. As for what kind of cars they were, Fan Deming didn't recognize them.
But Fang Le recognized that both cars were Toyotas.
Just as Fang Le and Fan Deming stood at the door and watched, two cars had stopped. A long-haired beauty in her twenties got out of the front car, and two people wearing black suits got out of the back car.
youth.
I don’t know if it was influenced by some movies and TV dramas in Xiangjiang, or if dressing up like this is really cool. In the 1990s, many wealthy bosses liked to bring such a group of honor guards when they went out, which made them look more dignified.
"The person you are looking for should be here."
Fang Le shouted to the beautiful woman who got out of the car, and the beautiful woman and the two young men hurriedly walked to the door of Fang Le's house.
"Mr. Li!"
After entering the door, the beauty saw Li Wanjiang sitting on the deck chair in the courtyard and hurriedly said hello.
"Mr. Li!"
The two young men also hurriedly greeted each other in unison.
"Mr. Li, are you okay?"
The beauty walked to Li Wanjiang and greeted him softly.
"It's okay, it's just a broken leg. Thank you so much, little brother."
Li Wanjiang smiled at Fang Le, then looked at Fan Deming: "Thank you both too."
Fang Le was fine. Just now, Fang Le saw that Li Wanjiang didn't look like a farmer from the surrounding villages. Although he was wearing a jacket and the clothes looked inconspicuous, his skin was so tender that he didn't look like he had done any farm work.
The Fan Deming brothers were shocked by Li Wanjiang's battle. They never expected that the two of them rescued a big boss.
"Quick, support Mr. Li!"
The beauty whispered a few words to Li Wanjiang in his ear, and then called two young men in suits to help Li Wanjiang out.
"Little brother, my name is Li Wanjiang."
Before leaving the house, Li Wanjiang glanced at Fang Le again with a smile, and said to him with a smile.
In Li Wanjiang's opinion, everyone's reactions and performances, including Fan Deming's and Zhang Xiyue's, were normal, except Fang Le, who seemed to be fine, which aroused Li Wanjiang's interest.
"Walk slowly. My name is Fang Le. If you feel uncomfortable in the future, you can come to me."
Fang Le smiled and waved to Li Wanjiang.
"A little thought is not a sign of respect."
Li Wanjiang was helped into the car by two young men in black suits. The beautiful woman walked to Fang Le and took out two hundred-dollar bills and handed them to Fang Le.
Fang Le took it directly without being polite. This was his consultation fee, so there was nothing to be embarrassed about accepting.
"Thank you too!"
The beauty walked up to Fan Deming and gave each of them a hundred-dollar bill.
"How does this make, this..."
Fan Deming and Fan Deming were still a little reserved and embarrassed. However, the beauty gave the money but did not say a word to the two Fan Deming brothers. They turned around and left. When they got to the first car, they got in. The two cars went very quickly.
It disappeared at the end of the road, leaving only a group of people surrounding Fang Le's door.
"Okay, stop looking, everyone is gone."
Fang Le greeted Fan Deming with a smile: "Brother Fan, go in and drink some water."
"No, no."
Fan Deming was still a little out of his mind at this moment, and looked at the hundred-dollar bill in his hand, still in his dream.
Did you save a big boss?
As far as the Murakami people were concerned, Li Wanjiang's formation just now had been seen on TV, but he had never encountered such a formation in real life.