Chapter 64
Just returned home after dinner, Chen Bo was lying on the sofa watching Fenghuo's TV series "Knives in the Snow".

The novel is very good to read, but it has to be compromised somewhat when it is made into a TV series.

But Zhang Ruoyun's acting skills are good, and Xiao Jiangni is quite cute, Chen Bo can still watch it.

"Some people say that the lake water on a high mountain is a tear lying on the surface of the earth..."

Chen Bo's cell phone rang.

The phone call at this point gave Chen Bo an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, there was an emergency.

The nurse informed that it was a patient with severed fingers.

General trauma, now Ma Shangqu and Pang Minghui can basically handle it.

But to cut off a finger, young people can't do it, and old people don't want to do it.

In the middle, Wu Zhennan didn't like this kind of brain surgery, and Zhang Yu was more Buddhist.

So in the end, only Chen Bo was left to learn the techniques of hand surgery.

Therefore, for patients with severed fingers, Chen Bo is the first choice and the only choice.

It took only 10 minutes to arrive at the department, and Chen Bo didn't drink any water, so he saw two people standing at the door of the office.

Little yellow hair?
Lu Xiaohua?
What's the situation?
The last time they had breakfast, the two performed a martial arts show, which made Chen Bo enjoy watching it.

Lu Xiaohua, who is now wearing a police uniform, made Chen Bo's eyes shine.

Lu Xiaohua, who was already somewhat heroic, was even more dashing under the background of the police uniform.

Seeing Chen Bo approaching, Lu Xiaohua's originally free and easy expression became a little unnatural.

She still can't figure out why Chen Bo knew that she was coming to be an aunt before, and it's not easy for her to ask, so she is a little annoyed when she thinks about it.

"Officer Lu, what's the matter?"

Chen Bo looked at Xiao Huangmao, then at Lu Xiaohua and asked.

"Pretending to be the boss outside to collect protection fees, isn't that almost taking me away..."

Lu Xiaohua looked at Xiao Huangmao and said to Chen Bo.

Xiao Huangmao squatted aside in a muffled voice, at this moment he looked like a wilted melon beaten by frost, and he didn't have the energy he had when he molested Lu Xiaohua that day.

Chen Bo remembered a sentence from a netizen:

"No matter how good your martial arts are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives!"

What's more, how does the little yellow hair look like the kind of ruthless person with full force value?

In such broad daylight, he actually went to collect protection fees?

It's okay if you don't learn well, and your IQ is also worrying...

"Problem teenagers have so many problems!"

Chen Bo sighed in his heart.

Chen Bo saw that Xiao Huangmao's left hand was already wrapped with gauze, while the transparent plastic bag in his right hand contained three broken fingers.

Because he subconsciously stretched out his hand to block, this time he didn't hit his forearm, but chopped off his middle finger, ring finger and little finger.

Lu Xiaohua sent the police to deal with this matter, and is now in the hospital to record a statement.

From Lu Xiaohua's mouth, I learned that the ruthless person who hurt others has been arrested. In a society ruled by law, everyone has to be responsible for their actions.

Similarly, after the little yellow hair is cured, it will bear legal responsibility.

Xiao Huangmao's family members were also notified and rushed to the hospital. They greeted Xiao Huangmao's other family members as soon as they met, leaving Chen Bo and Lu Xiaohua speechless for a while.

Chen Bo took a look at the condition of the hand. The finger was broken from the base of the finger, and it was kept intact. The time was not long, and there were conditions for replantation.

Ma Shangqu was on duty today, so Chen Bo asked him to arrange surgery as soon as possible.

Lu Xiaohua didn't leave, because she had to handcuff Xiao Huangmao after the operation, so that he wouldn't run away after connecting his fingers.

Chen Bo looked at Lu Xiaohua, a girl whose name, figure, appearance, and strength were contradictory, and couldn't help sighing in his heart:
"How much suffering does this pair of breasts have to suffer in order to develop such skills? First of all, it is difficult to control the balance..."

………………

The operation is ready, and the anesthesiologist gave general anesthesia for a smoother operation.

Because in the Jiangcheng County People's Hospital, it is normal for two hours to connect a finger.

If the brachial plexus is applied, the anesthetic is easy to pass halfway. When the patient becomes painful, the blood vessels constrict, and the finger just connected may be ischemic and necrotic.

This time it was three fingers, and the anesthetist estimated that the surgery would take at least six or seven hours, so I had to endure it.

So after the anesthesia, he's already in snoring mode.

It was already night, and there were only two nurses on duty in the operating room at this time, and they usually looked after several operating rooms at the same time.

When there are a lot of operations, people will be called for support, but most of the time, if the operation is not difficult, two people and a few intern nurses will resist.

On stage tonight is a trainee nurse.

Because it is difficult for the doctor to cut off the finger, the work of the nurse is relatively simple.

Finger amputation requires delicate operations, so a microscope is a must.

Of course Chen Bo didn't need it, but Ma Shangqu did.

While debugging the microscope, Chen Bo teased the little nurse:

"Little girl, are you an adult yet?"

The little nurse looked cramped and looked at Gu Jia, the teacher in charge of the tour, who smiled and said:
"Brother Bo, don't bully other little girls!"

"The conscience of heaven and earth, I have always taken good care of the flowers of the motherland!"

Chen Bo said with a serious face:

"But the necessary knowledge still needs to be popularized, otherwise how can the little girl grow up healthily?"

Gu Jiacai would not easily believe Chen Bo's nonsense, and asked:
"Then what knowledge do you want to impart to my girl?"

"That's enough, at least some of our historical allusions must not be forgotten..."

Chen Bo looked at the little girl and said:

"Little girl, do you know why Bao Zheng Bao Heitan always visits brothels for free?"

The little girl was an intern nurse, and she was nervous when she came on stage. She didn't know what question Chen Bo was asking, her face was flushed, and she looked at Gu Jia for help.

"Brother Bo, just talk nonsense. Everyone knows that Bao Qingtian has settled the case. How can anyone say that Bao Gong visits brothels?"

Gu Jia gouged out Chen Bo's eyes and said.

"Haha, I don't know either. The bag of black charcoal is from the Song Dynasty. How would I know? I want to let the little girl understand some customs and customs through a small story, and at the same time relax her mind. It can be said to be well-intentioned."

Chen Bo said while putting on his surgical gown.

"You don't come here, I've heard Shiqing say that your words are all colored, and they are all pure yellow, we can't be fooled!"

Gu Jia kept a trace of vigilance towards Chen Bo.

Liao Qiang, an anesthesiologist next to him who was about to snore, suddenly regained his energy when he heard them talking about this.

"Brother Bo, then you have to popularize it for us, we are also eager for this kind of knowledge!"

Liao Qiang's two small eyes were "silver" shining.

Ma Shangqu also raised his drooping eyelids, and his [-] figure couldn't suppress his curiosity.

Gu Jia next to her couldn't be fooled, but her ears were already pricked up, and the little nurse was also shy and curious.

Chen Bo looked around for a week and saw that everyone's appetite was lifted. He was very satisfied, and slowly said something like this:

"It is said that Bao Gong not only likes to visit brothels, but also likes to drink some wine. If you don't drink other wines, you can drink Hengshui Laobaigan... Just imagine, one day in the Song Dynasty, when the sky was clear and the breeze was blowing, Bao Gong and the women in the brothel sat and drank Hengshui Laobaigan... much It has artistic conception... Now we know the advertisement of Laobaigan: drink Hengshui Laobaigan, drink manly..."

"Drinking manly taste, can it be free?"

"I guess I can..."

(End of this chapter)

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