Chapter 241: Son, Do You Want to Starve Your Father to Death?
It was the two senior brothers who were carefully carrying Zhao Gang towards the observation ward on the side. Seeing these two concerned elders, Duan Shaojun could only swallow the following words back into his stomach.
"I'm tired, wipe your sweat, see your chest and back are almost soaked." Sister Chu Chu appeared in time and soothed Duan Shaojun's fragile soul with her gentleness and kindness.
"It's okay, it's more for the heat, alas, this weather." Duan Shaojun looked up at the sky and couldn't help but shake his head, this kind of weather is very beneficial to the reproduction of germs, but it is very unfavorable for patients.
"What, what are you worried about?" When Sister Chu Chu saw Duan Shaojun's expression, she couldn't help but say with concern.
"I'm a little worried about General Zhao, in fact, before, seeing his condition, I was only no more than 30% sure, even if the operation was successful now, but whether he can recover or not is still between the two." Duan Shaojun's frowning brows never relaxed.
"Okay, okay, Brother Shaojun, you have done your best, and the rest is to see General Zhao's own blessings." Sister Chu Chu stretched out her hand, held his big hand and said softly.
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"That's it, Brother Xian, you are a miracle doctor, and the patients you treat have a few uh-fart, so don't worry about it...... Hiss...... I said, sister, why are you stepping on me? As soon as he came over, it was so bad that the Ximen Dongliang who was angry and angry was wrinkled his face and grinned like a gorilla with a prolapsed anus.
"If you can't speak, don't talk, really, how can I have a brother like you." Chu Chu's sister glared at Ximen Dongliang angrily and said with a look of disgust.
Duan Shaojun almost applauded. But for the sake of Ximen Dongliang, he will become his uncle in the future. Or too lazy to fall into the ground. Anyway, there are opportunities, for example, now, the abbot of the dream and the Ximen official happened to walk out of the ward together, and both of them stared at the Ximen pillars who were still holding their feet and jumping non-stop with black lines.
The first time he saw these two old goods, he squeaked, and Ximen Dongliang rushed out of the country with the momentum of catching up with the United States, almost making Duan Shaojun think that this guy had practiced the legendary light skill of chasing cicadas in eight steps.
Watching the pillars of the West Gate disappear behind the door. Ximen Zhongxiong snorted, then put on a fatherly face and greeted him with a smile. "Girl, is your brother bullying you again, it's okay, after returning home, my father will clean up and make him angry for you."
"Thank you Daddy, I know Daddy is the best for me." Chu Chu's sister hugged her father's arm with a sweet smile, and her eyes were curved like a moon with a smile. The dream abbot next to him also had a kind smile on his face, and nodded at Chu Chu's sister. He turned his head to look at Duan Shaojun. "I took the pulse for General Zhao for the division, and now the pulse is stable. Bo is powerful, and if you think about it, there shouldn't be too much of a problem. ”
"The disciple also hopes that General Zhao has no problem." Duan Shaojun breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. In this era, there were no antibiotics, and the drugs used to deal with sepsis were naturally Chinese medicine.
However, the previous surgical patients also relied on traditional Chinese medicine to control the infection, so Duan Shaojun is still a little confident, as long as he can survive three days and Zhao Gang is not infected again, then the probability of his recovery can reach at least ninety percent.
"By the way, Master......" Duan Shaojun suddenly thought of something serious, pulled the dream abbot aside, lowered his voice and muttered quietly.
The smile on the face of the abbot of Dream Confusion faded, and was replaced by a strange face. "I said Shaojun, this General Zhao is a close friend of the division, so you don't need to collect this money, right?"
Duan Shaojun shook his head resolutely: "Since you are your best friend, the surgery fee can be waived, but the medical expenses and nursing fees cannot be exempted." Master, the landlord's family has no surplus food, not to mention that our medical hall has no external water now......"
Duan Shaojun's chattering and complaining made the dream abbot dizzy, and he quickly stretched out his hand to stop. "Okay, okay, don't be crooked, it's a headache for the teacher. Say, how much do you want? Isn't it enough to pay for the teacher? ”
"This can't be done, how can you ask for your money, if you want it, it must be from General Zhao." Duan Shaojun secretly despised the behavior of dreaming of the abbot's good face.
What's wrong with asking for money, it is the doctor's duty to treat the disease and save people, but it is the patient's obligation to pay for it. Seeing Duan Shaojun's resolute look of asking for money, the dream abbot was extremely angry. "Why do you like to do it yourself, but don't come blindly in front of the teacher, otherwise, don't blame the teacher for cleaning you up."
Picking up this cruel sentence, the abbot of the dream directly flashed his buttocks, as if he was afraid that Duan Shaojun would come up and entangle again, so he slipped away very fast, and there was no shadow in a few blinks of an eye. Duan Shaojun shook his head helplessly, Shizun's good face was so good, it was no wonder that he would engage in free medical treatment in Lanting for more than ten years.
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What Duan Shaojun didn't expect was that General Zhao had already woken up at dusk that day, and after receiving the news, Duan Shaojun, who was about to pat his ass and go home with Chu Chu's sister, rushed to the ward with the abbot of Mengfu, who received the news.
I saw Zhao Gang, who was slightly pale, leaning on the hospital bed, and his hairy son was trembling with a spoon to feed himself rice porridge. "Son, can you feed it accurately, thinking that Lao Tzu can't move, you just want to fill my nostrils, right?"
"Dad, I haven't done this job again, you old man just endure it, and it will be fine soon." Zhao Hengmei looked depressed and quickly picked up a towel to wipe Zhao Gang's porridge-stained beard, and continued to re-aim at Zhao Gang's mouth for the next round of struggle.
"Brother Zhao Xian, you can be regarded as awake, you really scared Brother Wei." The abbot shook his head amusedly, this bad-tempered Zhao Gang, how old is he, and his stinky temper has not changed at all.
"Oops...... Master, why are you here? "Zhao Gang couldn't help but be shocked when he saw the abbot of the dream, and he wanted to turn over and get out of bed, but was blocked by the abbot of the dream." Okay, lie down and don't move, if you touch the wound, it's not good. ”
"Dad, this is Brother Duan I told you, he was the one who operated on your arm to remove the abscess and arrow, and saved your life." After Zhao Hengmei put the bowl down, he introduced Duan Shaojun to his father, who then entered the ward.
"Young man, yes, yes, the old man's life, thanks to you, son, don't you thank the old man?" After Zhao Gang smiled kindly at Duan Shaojun, he turned his head, his eyes widened, and he shouted with spittle.
Zhao Hengmei took two steps forward with a bitter face and bowed deeply to Duan Shaojun. "Hengmei's father thanked the virtuous brother for saving his life......"
"Brother Tai doesn't have to be polite, we are also old friends, since my uncle is sick, how can I not save it. Uncle Zhao, how is your health, if you feel unwell, please tell me. After Duan Shaojun held Zhao Hengmei, he turned his head and asked Zhao Gang.
"The old man can't die, I believe he will be alive in two days. Even if the old man dies, he should die on the battlefield. Zhao Gang laughed heartily, with a hob meat posture that could not be chopped or chopped.
Everyone in the room rolled their eyes in unison, including Zhao Hengmei. The abbot of the dream pointed at the old soldier with a smile and scolded. "Okay, you old Qiuba, you are so old, give me less charge, take care of your illness, no one will stop you when you are sick."
"The master is right, little brother, I just want to get sick as soon as possible, otherwise, what is it like lying here like a waste person all day long. Alas...... Son, don't you feed the old man porridge quickly, you want to starve your father to death, don't you? ”
"......" Duan Shaojun looked at the black line on his face, and Zhao Hengmei, who had a bitter expression, had to pick up the porridge bowl and continue to feed him porridge with his father's spittle.
It didn't take much effort, and after Duan Shaojun got out of the ward, he finally let out a long breath of turbidity. Nima, this Jinghai general can not become a general by virtue of martial arts and strategy, but by his vicious mouth like a poisonous snake spitting letters, right?
No wonder when he saw Zhao Hengmei for the first time, this guy frowned as if he had menstrual cramps all day, and now it seems that it is not a physical pain, but a heartache. has such a wonderful father, I'm afraid he will have to live at least ten years less.
Duan Shaojun is even more fortunate that although the Ximen official is also from the military, he is not like that Zhao Gang, he is a veteran ruffian at the level of hob meat, and fortunately, he prides himself on being a suave general, otherwise, maybe the matter between himself and Chu Chu's sister will be tsk...... (To be continued......)