Li Hu suffered psychological trauma. Doctors and nurses came over and did not dare to say anything. They could only comfort and look away.
Think about your children.
Think about your family.
You are their spiritual support, how can you continue to be decadent?
Lin Fan raised his hand, smiled and signaled the doctors to be silent, and gently stroked Li Hu's head. He could understand Li Hu's situation at this time. If he was stimulated again, he would be able to touch the threshold of the mental hospital.
The threshold for mental hospitals is very mysterious and very high.
Some people are hard to touch even after a lifetime of chasing them.
But some people suddenly have an epiphany, put down their feet, and look back, they realize that things have changed and they can no longer look back.
Li Hu hugged Lin Fan's thigh and cried for a long time. His tears dried up and his heart died.
"Drink some milk, eat some ham, and go have a rest." Lin Fan comforted, and he was indeed crying very sadly. When he was in Qingshan Mental Hospital, he comforted many people and invited them to drink and eat.
For them, that is a very happy thing.
The doctors looked at the scene before them.
After learning some inside stories from Li Hu's ward, everyone felt sad for him. No matter how many ups and downs he had, men would never collapse, but some things could completely collapse men with hearts as hard as steel.
"He needs to rest, thank you for your hard work." Lin Fan said.
The nurse helped Li Hu leave and took a few more glances at Lin Fan. This student in school uniform was very special, with a gentle smile and clear eyes, but for some reason, he always gave people a strange feeling.
I can't say what's strange about it.
But it feels very strange.
Sudden.
A nurse saw Lin Fan's arm and exclaimed: "Doctor, look at his arm quickly."
The nurse's reminder made the doctor pay attention to the condition of Lin Fan's arm. When he saw the appearance of his arm, his expression changed drastically. He hurriedly stepped forward and gently held it, "This... this."
"It's broken." Lin Fan said calmly.
The doctor saw the open wound on the back of the hand, with blood dripping from it, and even the white bones could be seen.
"Quick, prepare the operating room."
The nurse hurriedly ran outside.
"Sister nurse, don't be anxious, take your time." Lin Fan saw that the nurse was in a panic and reminded her to relax.
"Classmate, come with us. Don't worry. Your condition is okay and not serious." The doctor comforted him. The injury was so serious that ordinary people would be frightened when they saw it. But the classmate in front of him acted too calm.
, as if he didn't take the injury seriously. Perhaps the pain had paralyzed his nerves, but when the nerves reacted, not everyone could bear the pain.
In the ward.
The students opened their mouths, each and every one of them was frightened by the scene in front of them.
Someone said softly.
"Is that still the Chen Yang we know?"
"He has become a stranger to us."
indeed.
Chen Yang used to be a famous girly girl in Skyworth Middle School, and he spoke in a very girly tone, but now... they found that this was completely different from the Chen Yang they once knew.
operating room.
"Doctor, please don't give me anesthesia."
Lin Fan was lying on the operating table, quietly looking at the familiar operating light above his head. It was still so dazzling. Even if it was not in the same place, the feeling was still the same.
This was the first time the doctor heard such a request, "How can this be done? Without anesthesia, no matter how much this operation is done, it will hurt to death."
"No, you don't understand. I have an iron will. Pain is a kind of practice. I have long been used to it." Lin Fan said.
Just as the doctor was about to say something, the nurse on the side gave him a gentle tug. The meaning was very clear. If he didn't need anesthesia, then he wouldn't have it. We could tell him that he didn't have anesthesia, but secretly give it to him.
at this time.
The anesthesiologist has already prepared the anesthesia needle.
"What is this?" Lin Fan asked.
"This is a potion, it is good for physical injuries. Don't worry, it is definitely not an anesthetic." The anesthesiologist smiled, selected the position above the shoulder and below the head, and inserted the needle with fast speed and skillful movements. You could tell at a glance that it was a medicine.
A veteran.
Lin Fan smiled with satisfaction, "As long as it's not an anesthetic, because I don't have any money."
The doctors and nurses were confused by Lin Fan.
It is difficult for them to understand what the other person is thinking.
There is a generation gap in communication.
money?
They never thought about money at all.
Soon, the sound of scissors was heard, and the sound of skin and flesh being cut was heard. Lin Fan's face was expressionless, without any change. He was already used to the hospital.
Qingshan Mental Hospital is his home.
The hospital is his second home.
Thinking, thinking.
Lin Fan closed his eyes and fell asleep. His slight snoring spread, and it was a rare example to fall asleep on the operating table.
"Do you think this classmate is a little weird?" a nurse asked.
"Well, it's indeed a bit strange. It's different from the patients I met before. And do you know how he saved that patient?"
"How to save it?"
"You may not believe it. I heard from his classmates that he went to open the window, then reached out and grabbed the patient who jumped from the 25th floor. How strong is it? His arm was broken.
It's all light, and it's a good thing he wasn't taken down."
"And after it was broken, he didn't even cry out in pain, he just stood there quietly."
Both the doctor setting the bones and the assistant nurse took a deep breath.
So scary!
Inhuman existence.
I don’t know how long it took before the operation was over.
At this time, a nurse put a plaster on Lin Fan's right arm. She looked at the classmate in front of her curiously and couldn't help but ask: "Classmate, are you in pain?"
"It hurts." Lin Fan always had a smile on his face.
The nurse asked, "It hurts. You can shout out."
"Will it hurt if I shout?" Lin Fan asked.
The nurse was stunned and said after a long silence: "No."
Lin Fan said calmly: "Since it won't stop hurting if you shout, why should you shout? Sister nurse, do you think I'm right?"
"right."
Lin Fan smiled and looked at the nurse sister in front of him with clear eyes.
It stands to reason.
Such a scene is heartwarming, a silent look between the nurse and the patient.
But gradually.
The nurse lowered her head. She felt a little uncomfortable all over. The smile in her eyes seemed to be an...indescribable feeling, but she felt a little uncomfortable.
"Can you stop looking at me like this? It makes me feel a little cold." The nurse did not dare to raise her head and meet such a smile and eyes.
"Okay." Lin Fan was still like this, saying yes, but the smile and eyes were still there, just watching quietly. This was what he thought was the best way to convey friendship. That was what they did in Qingshan Mental Hospital.
Habit.
Everyone was smiling like this and watching with clear eyes.
It will gradually make them forget everything around them.
Just looking at each other.
Conveys friendliness.
Even if I smile all day and night, I won't feel tired because my heart will be warm.