"The injured person who was brought in just now was too scary. Maybe she thought that the person died on the road. You are also afraid of riding in the same car with the deceased." Li Hong can understand.
He wanted to wash Yun Qiao's hands and put a glucose bottle on her to let her take some time off.
This was a delicate job, and he had just finished it. He was going to change clothes. After all, his coat was full of blood, but he saw the doctor from the operating room next door also coming out.
Li Hong was startled.
Only twenty minutes later, the doctor came out, which meant that the injured person was dead.
But Li Hong remembered that she still had breath.
He hurriedly grabbed the doctor and asked, "The injured person really couldn't be saved. Has he already died?"
The doctor was a German with blue eyes. He looked at Li Hong very reproachfully: "The wound on the neck is one centimeter deep and eight centimeters long. A student who has not graduated can sew it up. Doctor Li, what is going on with you? You are shocked.
From Zha?”
Li Hong was stunned: "What did you say? The injured person, her neck..."
"The blood is bleeding a lot, and blood transfusions are already being carried out. The wound is not deep and the aorta is not damaged," the German doctor said.
Li Hong: "..."
He stood there blankly.
He returned to his office, hurriedly washed his hands, put on clean surgical clothes, and entered Wen Luyao's operating room.
The young intern doctor was stitching up a wound on the back of Wen Luyao's hand.
Hearing that Lu Yao had been cut in many places, there were seven wounds that needed stitching. The wound on her neck was the longest, but not the deepest, and had already been treated.
Her breathing was weak, she was still unconscious, and blood was flowing into her body through the infusion tube.
"It looks scary, but they are all minor injuries." The intern doctor is also Chinese. Because he entered school late, he is older, two years older than Li Hong. He is more practical and patiently explains to Li Hong.
Li Hong almost lost his balance.
This is impossible.
He saw with his own eyes that the glass Yun Qiao pulled out was inserted into her neck by at least five or six centimeters. Wen Luyao was unconscious. It was not caused by a minor injury, but because the glass pierced the main artery in her neck.
Her mouth and nose were covered in blood at the time. Li Hong was at the scene and he could see clearly.
For no reason, such a fatal injury turned into a trivial injury.
"Why isn't she awake yet?" Li Hong heard his own voice buzzing, as if water had been poured into his ears.
The intern doctor was also suspicious.
Ordinarily, with such minor injuries, she would not be in such a deep coma, and her physical signs were weak, a bit like a seriously injured patient.
The only explanation is that the young lady was frightened and scared herself half to death.
Li Hong walked out of the operating room.
He sat down on the chair in the corridor and didn't move for a long time. He only felt that his legs were heavy.
After a long time, two groups of nurses asked him what was wrong and whether he needed to rest. Then he went to his office and called Xi Lanting to tell him about Yun Qiao.
After hearing this, Xi Lanting just said: "I'll be right away."
An hour later, Xi Lanting arrived at the hospital, and Yun Qiao's glucose had also been lost.
He picked up Yun Qiao.
Li Hong knew that he had been ill for a long time and was afraid that he would throw Yun Qiao, but he saw him holding her very firmly and walking out.
"Seventh Master..."
"Don't worry." Xi Lanting said calmly, "I will take care of her."
He left Xi Zun behind.
Xi Zun used Li Hong's office phone number to call the Wen family and ask them to come to the hospital.
I woke up in the middle of the night after hearing about Lu Yao.
She woke up strangely. She didn't wake up slowly, but as if she was trapped in a nightmare. She suddenly woke up, took a big breath, and then the wound was affected, which made her tremble.
She has been transferred from the operating room to the general ward and will be hospitalized for observation for a few days.
Wen Luyao was sitting next to her mother. She held her mother's hand hard: "I...I'm dead, I'm dead...I'm...I'm alive again..."