Jian Yiheng thought about this question for a moment.

Is Jian Yiling easy to get along with?

At least these two days of getting along, it is indeed easy to get along, not much talk, not verbose, no strange logic, can cook, and super delicious.

But Jian Yiheng's prejudice against girls is deep-rooted.

It's hard to change your perspective just because you've spent just two days together.

"Shot, four or five years?" Jian Yiling suddenly opened his mouth and asked Jian Yiheng.

It turned out that Jian Yiling had been staring at Jian Yiheng just now, not at his abdominal muscles, chest muscles, mermaid line, vest line, but at his scar.

Jian Yiheng glanced down at the wound on his shoulder.

This was when he was hit by a stray bullet while he was in the war zone.

The time was indeed five years ago.

He didn't mention it to his family.

When Jian Yichen saw this scar, he only said that it was punctured by a branch, but he didn't say that he was shot.

"How do you know?" Jian Yiheng asked Jian Yiling.

This is too obvious, there is a clear difference between gunshot wounds and other wounds, and Jian Yiheng's lies can only deceive Jian Yichen, who does not understand medicine.

"Brother, have you really been shot? You didn't even tell us! The smile on Jian Yichen's face disappeared, his expression became solemn, and his eyes became fierce.

Jian Yiheng ignored Jian Yichen's question, and asked Jian Yiling again: "How do you know that mine is a gunshot wound." ”

"Brother, Xiao Ling is studying medicine." Jian Yichen said in a deep voice, "Brother, you actually lied to me, and you didn't tell us about such a serious matter as being shot." ”

Jian Yiling stepped forward, "Is your shoulder sore and swollen on a rainy day now?" ”

"You know that, too?" Jian Yiheng narrowed his eyes and stared at Jian Yiling.

"Sit down." Jian Yiling said, in a commanding tone.

Jian Yiheng paused, and sat down according to what Jian Yiling said.

Jian Yiling examined Jian Yiheng's wound.

Jian Yiheng was injured in a war zone, and the medical conditions at the time did not allow him to treat his wounds better.

This caused his wounds to heal poorly, leaving sequelae.

"At that time, it was not handled well, and I needed to dig up the meat that grew out and regrow it." Jian Yiling said.

Hearing this, Jian Yichen exclaimed: "Isn't it? Dig up the meat that has already grown? ”

Just listening to it, Jian Yichen felt a special pain.

"Local muscle nerve damage leads to poor blood circulation, discomfort caused by temperature, and the condition worsens with age, and the cure is a one-and-done solution." Jian Yiling replied.

"But as far as I know, there is no technology that can deal with this problem. ”

"Yes."

The medical level of Jian Yiling's original world is higher than that of the world in this book.

This kind of medical treatment was already ripe in her original world.

The current Luohaisen Hospital already has such conditions.

"Xiao Ling, do you mean that you are going to give your brother this operation?" Jian Yichen asked.

"Hmm." Jian Yiling nodded.

"Brother, let Xiao Ling treat you." Jian Yichen hurriedly said.

How can my brother's shoulder hurt all the time? That's definitely not going to work.

Jian Yiheng did not give an answer immediately.

He picked up the clothes on the sofa, put them on, and replied lightly: "I'll talk about it when I have time." ”

He didn't seem to have much confidence in Jian Yiling's medical skills, and he didn't quite agree with the treatment plan that Jian Yiling said.

He is not afraid of pain, but he just doesn't want to do useless work and waste time.