"Don't worry. Wait for Qingzhu to come back and let her get it. Zhao Wu hurriedly put his hand on Chu Xintian's shoulder and asked her to sit back on the chair. He couldn't let Chu Xintian move around at will.

"No, medicine must be taken now! Otherwise, it delays the healing of the wound. I've got to go back and get ...... now."

Chu Xintian stood up from the chair again.

"I'll go get it. You can stay here. Don't move!" Zhao Wu felt that Chu Xintian was too willful, frowned, turned around and left the room.

Hearing Zhao Wu's footsteps getting farther and farther away, Chu Xintian began to enter the system. For the remaining points, she exchanged one antibiotic and two glucose injections.

She quickly injected all three medicines into Zhao Wen's body.

Zhao Wu soon returned. Chu Xintian quickly rolled the empty syringe and medicine bottle into a handkerchief and hid it in his sleeve.

"I don't know what medicine you're going to use, so I brought everything in the medicine box." Zhao Wu put the medicine box in front of Chu Xintian and opened it for her.

"Come and help me." Chu Xintian asked Zhao Wu for help.

Zhao Wen's knife cut was close to the buttocks above the lumbar spine.

Although there is no gender difference between the doctor and the patient, in front of Zhao Wu, she can't lift Zhao Wen's clothes like that.

Zhao Wu hurriedly stepped forward to help open Zhao Wen's wound, and then covered the vital part with a thin quilt.

When he finished this action, Zhao Wu's face was not very good.

He just saw those scenes. In the three hours that Chu Xintian operated on Zhao Wen, didn't Chu Xintian see it all the time?

Although Zhao Wu felt very uncomfortable, she knew that Chu Xintian was a doctor after all, and the ultimate goal was to save his eldest brother. For this, he couldn't blame Chu Xintian.

With the help of Zhao Wu, Chu Xintian finally changed the medicine for Zhao Wen.

"It's still a bit hot. You should pay attention to the part of the wound that is not too hot, otherwise it will become inflamed. Wrap ice cubes in a clean cotton cloth and apply a cold compress to the wound from time to time to cool it. ”

"Okay, I'll have them prepare ice."

"What's more, he can't lie on his stomach all the time. When he is pressed against his internal organs, it will be very uncomfortable. When he wakes up, he will have to lie down as usual, but the wound cannot be compressed. At that point, he would have to make another bed, lay a plank, and leave a gap in the wound so that the ventilation could not be suppressed. Wait a minute, I'll paint a picture, and then you find a craftsman to make a new bed. ”

Everything is for the sake of the patient, and Chu Xintian is also very considerate.

Zhao Wu kept Chu Xintian's affairs in mind one by one. He went out to find Ah Fu and ordered him to find someone to do all these things.

"Tian'er, it's still early. Can I take you back to your room for a break?" Zhao Wu was still very concerned about Chu Xintian's physical condition.

"That's good. I think it's time for your brother to get up. I want to stay here for a while. Chu Xintian's attention was once again focused on Zhao Wen.

Now Zhao Wen's vital signs are normal. However, the success of the operation depends on whether he wakes up or not.

After Zhao Wu woke up, Chu Xintian had to give him a series of physiological examinations to see if the operation she had done for Zhao Wen was effective.

Seeing that Chu Xintian refused to leave, Zhao Wu stopped urging, he stood up, picked up the tea that had just been brewed with green bamboo, and poured a cup for Chu Xintian.

It began to light up, and Rong Yu also woke up.

"Brother Wen, how is she?" As soon as she entered the door, she couldn't wait to ask Zhao Wu and Chu Xintian about it.

"Tian'er just changed the medicine for her eldest brother. He could wake up at any time......" Zhao Wu explained to Chu Xintian.

Before Zhao Wu could finish, Zhao Wen, who was lying on the bed, reacted.

Chu Xintian saw that Zhao Wen's fingers moved first, and then he let out a moan, with a little pain.

Seeing Zhao Wen's voice, the people in the room immediately became nervous.

Rong Yu hurriedly ran to the bed, knelt beside Zhao Wen, and stretched out his hand to hold his hand.