Yuan Feijing looked at Xiao Lei and then returned to Long Qian.
"Are you sure you can have blood transfusion and surgery at the same time?"
"Take out the hidden weapon, I'll trim the bones, and I'll leave the rest to you. Are there any questions?"
Long Qian has already used cotton balls to disinfect his elbow socket. It's time to at least take out the concealed weapon.
"Okay!" Xiao Lei went over and held her little arm, "Captain Yuan, let's start!"
Things decided by Qian Qian will not change. If you delay for a moment now, it will hurt Qian Qian even more later.
Feiyun didn't say anything, and Yuan Feijing couldn't defeat the two of them alone and had to compromise.
Soon, Long Qian, with a tube in his arm, went into surgery again.
The blood was replenished, and Song Yanri's pale face eased a little.
But Long Qian's already yellow face turned dark yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"It's almost done." After a while, Yuan Feijing reminded in a deep voice.
If his face is dark, he cannot see the paleness. This guy is going to die!
"Soon!" Long Qian's bone-knocking movements remained the same.
There's only one step left, don't give up!
She didn't want to see Chu Xiaozhe's disappointed eyes when he woke up, and she sincerely hoped to cure the eldest son of the Song family.
For a person who has been through the battlefield for a long time, their legs are like their life.
Time passed bit by bit, and Long Qian's hands began to tremble.
"That's enough!" Yuan Feijing finally couldn't help it and grabbed her arm.
"Let go!" Long Qian struggled slightly, his steps unsteady.
"Next, leave it to me." Xiao Lei strode over and took the hammer and tweezers from Long Qian's hand.
Long Qian was pulled by Yuan Feijing and bumped into her.
The sound of tapping sounded again, and Xiao Lei concentrated on the operation.
Yuan Feijing reacted quickly and pulled out the blood transfusion tube.
At the same time, Feiyun also disposed of the tubes on Song Yanri.
There was a "bang" sound, as if something fell.
Xiao Lei used tweezers to pick up the black concealed weapon and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Qianqian, we succeeded."
After Long Qian was sure that this was the hidden weapon he was looking for, he rolled his eyes and fainted.
"Long Qian!"
"Qianqian."
The cry alarmed Chu Xiaozhe. She sat up suddenly and happened to see Long Qian fall down.
Yue'er heard the sound and couldn't care less. She opened the door and walked in.
"What's wrong?"
Today she was responsible for taking care of the queen, and on the one hand, she was also wary of Song Yufei.
No one was sure whether Song Yanri's leg injury was related to Song Yufei, so they decided to hide it from her for the time being.
It was late at night, and after Song Yufei returned, the queen asked Yue'er to come over and inquire about the news.
Unexpectedly, she heard everyone shouting as soon as she reached the door. She was afraid that something might happen to Long Qian and she pushed the door open and came in.
"Feiyun, you take care of her, Xiao Lei and I will deal with Young Master Song's wounds."
The hidden weapon has been taken out, but the follow-up work cannot be delayed.
If an infection occurs, the situation may be serious or minor.
Feiyun went over and picked up Long Qian, looked at Yue'er and urged: "Lead the way, we'll talk after we get out."
Yue'er didn't change clothes, wear shoe covers, or wear a mask.
Qianqian said that it is easy to bring in bacteria and cause secondary harm to the patient.
Yue'er didn't say anything, she immediately turned around and ran over to open the door.
"Take her to the Queen, hurry up! Master Feiyun, hurry up!"
Without saying a word, she ran away.
Yue'er didn't know Long Qian's condition, but she also saw her pale face.
She returned to the queen's bedroom, opened the door and ran in.
