This doctor is not short of money

Chapter 363 It's All For Your Good

The incident happened suddenly, but Du Heng reacted quickly.

Seeing the boy being knocked out by the car, she felt nervous and shouted, "Don't come over, just stand here." Then Sa Yazi ran towards the boy.

It was too fast just now, and he didn't see clearly whether the boy was taken out by the car, or if he was knocked out directly.

If it was taken out, it's okay, it's probably just a local abrasion or fracture.

But if he was knocked out, the guy might fall apart at the speed of the car just now.

The car that hit the person ran a long way before stopping the car. The boy was very close to Du Heng, so he rolled a few times, a distance of seven or eight meters.

"Student, how are you?"

When Du Heng ran to the boy's side, the surrounding students had already surrounded him, some wanted to help, and some just wanted to watch the fun.

But these Du Heng can no longer control.

When he yelled, he saw that the boy had passed out, and there was an obvious wound on his forehead, and blood had already started to flow out.

Du Heng knelt down to check, and when he got closer, he smelled alcohol.

It turned out that the kid had been drinking, no wonder he acted like he was chasing girls on the road.

Jiu Zhuang is cowardly, so it should be him.

After some inspection, it was found that there was no other injury except for the abrasions on the body. After he just fainted, Du Heng breathed a sigh of relief. He knocked his head on the ground, and after drinking some wine, he fainted directly.

But when he put his eyes on his right calf again, Du Heng's mood became inexplicably tense again.

There was nothing wrong with the body, but the right calf was rubbed. Looking at the red-stained trouser leg, Du Heng changed the direction and began to roll the boy's trouser leg.

But it's so hard to die, this boy is not wearing fleece long johns, but TM fleece stretch pants.

Looking at the blood-soaked trousers, who knows what's going on under your trousers, who dares to pull your elastic trousers directly.

Fuck it, can't you wear long johns with fleece?
Loose and breathable.

Wearing such tight elastic pants now, hatching eggs?

Du Heng didn't want to worry about it anymore, anyway, there was nothing fatal on his calf, just wait for the ambulance to arrive.

Just when he was about to stand up, a pair of very delicate scissors suddenly appeared in front of him, with a pair of very delicate palms. Before Du Heng understood what she was going to do, the scissors clicked a few times, Just cut the boy's trousers from the trouser leg to the top.

Needless to say, these scissors look small, but they are sharp enough.

Du Heng looked up, and it turned out to be the girl named Xie Lu. Behind her stood Du Xueting and the others, all of whom looked at the boy on the ground in horror.

But Du Heng was very curious about one thing, why did she carry such a strange thing on her body, and why did she use it?
Du Heng bowed his head again, Xie Lu had already divided the cut trousers to the two sides very quickly.

Du Heng hurriedly said, "Don't pull away."

But it was a bit late, following Xie Lu's gesture, the boy's calf injury was completely revealed, and she looked at Du Heng innocently.

Du Heng felt that his breath was trembling.

Seeing Du Heng's expression, Xie Lu followed Du Heng's gaze.

On the outside of the boy's calf, ten centimeters below the knee, a piece of skin and flesh fell from the separated elastic pants.

"Ah~~~"

With a cry of surprise, Xie Lu actually let go of the hand holding the elastic pants again.

Du Heng immediately became angry, this girl is mentally ill.He directly stretched out his hand to pull the girl away, the car didn't kill her, and let her accidentally kill her.

"Du Xueting, pull her away."

Du Heng stopped looking at the girl with a gloomy face, and quickly checked the wound on the boy's leg.

Fortunately, it just lost a piece of skin and a little bit of meat, it's nothing serious.

But when Du Heng couldn't help touching the calf bone, the situation was very pessimistic.

Ten centimeters below the knee, the tibia can be said to be a comminuted fracture. Du Heng used his sensitive sense of touch to feel out five or six fragments.

Also, the fibula was fractured and misplaced.

Fortunately, the knee is good, no problem.

Forget it, wait for the ambulance.

Just as Du Heng wanted to stand up, he couldn't help but put his hand on the boy's injured place.

I also blame myself today, if I hadn't come out by myself just now, this child would not have taken a step back, and if he didn't take that step, he would not have suffered from this unreasonable disaster.

If this person is sent to the hospital, he will inevitably have to be surgically inserted with steel nails, and two steel plates will have to be added, and he will suffer.

After waiting for a year or so, you have to have another operation to take out those things, and you have to suffer again.

Since I caused the boy to have a problem, and I also have such a technique, why don't I do it myself to help the boy relieve the pain?
Du Heng kept finding reasons for himself, doing all kinds of ideological work for himself, trying to find an excuse to make a move.

But deep down in his heart, he actually understood that his hands were itchy.

Since I did it for Zhu Heizi last time, the sense of satisfaction and accomplishment is really not something that can be obtained by prescribing medicine in internal medicine.

Eventually, itchy hands took over.

Pull the boy's calf out with both hands, let the right calf stick to the ground, slowly find the fracture with both hands, and adjust the place where you want to exert force while touching.

The onlookers looked at Du Heng suspiciously, not knowing what he was doing.Even Du Xueting was the same, her face was full of doubts, "Uncle, what are you doing?"

Du Heng ignored Du Xueting, he was concentrating on feeling the condition of the bones, but he didn't notice that because of the constant pressing and touching, the comatose boy also occasionally had a painful expression on his face.

After 30 seconds, Du Heng finally knew what to do, and pressed down on the fracture.

"Ah~~~~"

A scream sounded, and the comatose boy woke up, but passed out again after a few screams.

Du Heng silently said a few words of apology in his heart, and he even said that it was for your own good, to save you from the pain of surgery and nailing.However, he still gently kneaded the broken bone with the most "gentle" movements.

After resetting, he simply tore off the cut trouser legs of the boy, and Xie Lu, who was behind him in a daze, took the small scissors in his hands, cut them into strips, and asked for two books from the students onlookers. It was fixed.

After everything was done, Du Heng let out a long breath, and stood up slowly, really cool!
However, he didn't notice that the eyes of these students watching him were full of fear, especially when he saw Du Heng showing a relaxed expression now, he felt that he was a pervert.

Du Xueting was also frightened by Du Heng's operation, she didn't understand what her uncle was doing.

Seeing Du Heng stood up, he slowly approached Du Heng again, and asked cautiously, "Uncle, what were you doing just now?"

"Oh, I'll connect the broken bones for your classmate, so you won't have to suffer more in the future."

"Uncle, when will you set bones?"

"I always will. By the way, what are these little scissors for?" Du Heng handed the little scissors in his hand to Xie Lu again. He was very curious about this small, delicate, but very sharp little scissors.

Xie Lu took the scissors and whispered, "Nail clippers."

Du Heng was stunned for a moment. Aren't nail clippers used to cut nails? When did you use such small scissors?
But thinking that girls have a lot of weird things, he stopped asking.

Just at this time, the traffic police had just arrived, and the ambulance arrived on the back, and then a group of doctors looked at the boy's legs and were stunned, "Who did this?"

Du Heng took a step forward, "The tibia was shattered and fractured, and the fibula was broken and dislocated. I reset it."

The emergency doctor who got out of the car took a strange look at Du Heng. You know that your eyes are film cameras.

But he didn't say anything that he didn't believe in the sarcasm, he hesitated and asked, "Are you a doctor?"

"Yes, I'm currently working in the Internal Medicine Department of Good Friends Hospital. If you have any questions, you can come to me. My name is Du Heng." Then he gave his work permit and ID card to him for a look.

"it is good."

When the emergency doctor heard that he was a doctor from the good friend's hospital, he looked at the work card and ID card again, swallowed back what he wanted to say, and carefully sent the boy to the ambulance without saying anything.

Anyway, if something goes wrong, just find someone.

The Director of the Emergency Department of the First Affiliated Branch of the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine frowned deeply as he watched the video data.

Perfect, so fucking perfect.

If the doctor who picked it up hadn't said that there were broken marks on the bone and traces of splicing on the film, he would have thought it was a normal person's leg.

"Xiao He, where did the man say he was a doctor?"

"He said it himself. His name is Du Heng, and he works in the Internal Medicine Department of Good Friends Hospital."

The director of the emergency department looked a little confused.

He is quite familiar with the internal medicine department of Good Friends Hospital. In his impression, no one seems to have such a powerful bone setter.

Just as he was thinking hard, a middle-aged doctor came behind him, "Old Zhang, what did you ask me to do?"

The director of the first aid department looked back at the visitor, "Old Li, why are you here?"

"I've just had surgery and I'm going home. When you make a phone call, the old man brings me here. What are you going to do?"

"Come on, take a look at this film, do you need an operation?"

The man called Lao Li casually walked towards the computer, but the more he looked at it, the more strange his expression became. At the end, he pulled the director of the first aid department up, "Get out of the way, let me see clearly."

Instead, he sat in front of the computer, looked at all the left, right, and front images, frowned and asked, "Why does this film look so strange?"

The director of the first aid department asked with a smile, "Why is it so strange?"

"Look, this section is broken into eight or nine pieces. It should be a shattered one, but they stay in their place well, just like a broken bone. But how can they be broken into pieces like this? Still in place?
There is also the section of the fibula, which has obviously been broken, but now the joints are so neat and tidy, I would like to know how it was broken, and there is no misalignment. "

(End of this chapter)