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Chapter 402 Miserable
Zhao Cheng was detained in the medical clinic and enjoyed high-level VIP treatment.

Ting Yun is good-tempered and talkative, and whenever Zhao Cheng said he was bored, he would tell Zhao Cheng some medical stories he had encountered—well, most of the endings were okay, and a few of them ended tragically.

Especially when it came to the story of Zhang Sijiu cleaning up for a long time with a hole in his leg, Ting Yunna could not help but sigh with red eyes.

Zhao Cheng, on the other hand, clutched his brocade quilt helplessly, feeling panicked and anxious. He wanted to see what was going on with his legs, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see—his legs were still hung up, hanging in the air, but! ! !Between this leg and his line of sight hung a very ridiculous cloth sheet!
There is also a ridiculous picture of a fat cat fluttering a butterfly on the cloth list!
The roughness of the painting skills, one can tell it is a work of practice!
Not seeing his own legs, and hearing such a tragic story, Zhao Cheng felt that it was a life without love.

He felt as if he was alive, but as if he were dead.

In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore and yelled at Ting Yun: "Shut up!"

Listening to Yunmeng braking, he looked at Zhao Cheng in confusion, his eyes were full of concern: "Mr. Zhao Xiaolang, what's wrong? Is it hurting? How about I bring you a bowl of medicine? Or do you want to take some medicine?" thing--"

Patients are always moody, this point, Ting Yun, who has studied medicine for many years, has a deep understanding, so he doesn't care about Zhao Cheng at all.

Zhao Cheng only felt that he had punched the cotton with his fist, and he couldn't explain the reprimand anyway: It is obviously inappropriate to lose his temper with such eyes and face, and his conscience is a little bit off!

He turned his head in a suffocated and embarrassing manner, he didn't want to talk anymore, and finally pulled up the quilt: "I'm sleepy, sleep!"

The voice fell, and the quilt that was pulled away was suddenly covered back, and Yun Yun repeatedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao Xiaolang, you continue, I'll go out to do other things, you can do whatever you want."

Ting Yun shared this with Zhang Sijiu again the next day.

However, judging from the interrogation and the pulse condition, there should be no serious problems, and it should be a normal reaction after the operation.

He misses his family, his father, his mother, his sister, and even his brother.

The wound was painful and his heart was suffocated, Zhao Cheng couldn't help crying.

"If your legs are much less swollen today and can be stitched up, then you can let your servant come." Zhang Sijiu also readily agreed.After all, Ting Yun is not a nurse, so there is no reason to keep guarding Zhao Cheng.

Drinking too much decoction... There is a problem, that is, it is very easy to want to go to the toilet!

Zhang Sijiu nodded: "As long as there is no infection, the rest will be easy. As long as the wound heals and he can be discharged from the hospital, we can let him go. His leg will be saved."

After speaking, Yun Zhen went out, and before going out, he thoughtfully stuffed two handkerchiefs into Zhao Cheng's hands.

Therefore, she can't feel relieved unless she does a round of the house in person.

Cheng Wanli didn't sleep well last night - he also checked the room several times in the middle of the night, just because he was afraid that something might happen to Zhao Cheng.

Moreover, in order to fight infection of the wound, Zhao Cheng had a lot of decoctions.

At this moment, Cheng Wanli was sitting there, dozing off.

Standing outside the door, Ting Yun couldn't help shaking his head when he heard Zhao Cheng's miserable cry: Look, no matter how noble your status is, it's all the same when you're suffering from illness!

Seeing Zhang Sijiu, Zhao Cheng asked in a hoarse voice: "Is it possible to have my servant come to watch the night?"

Zhao Cheng was even more grateful.

It seemed that there was no arrogance and rage, only pity.

As a result, Zhao Cheng's face was haggard, and his eyes were red and swollen.

Then as soon as the tears burst out, his quilt was pulled away, and Yun's soft voice came: "Mr. Zhao Xiaolang, you can't sleep with the quilt covered, it's easy to get short of breath. You need to pay more attention now—"

However, Zhao Cheng had a low fever.

He was full of gratitude, but he didn't think of a question: Do we need to say thank you for this matter?Isn't this what it should be?
Zhang Sijiu also thinks it should be, so he also thinks that Zhao Cheng is quite polite, and his attitude is a little more gentle: "It's okay, just mention it if you need it, and focus on your comfort. After all, the body can recover better when you are in a good mood."

Zhang Sijiu looked at Zhao Cheng's wound, and found that the edema had subsided a lot, and there was no sign of inflammation or necrosis, and he was in a good mood: It seems that he can suture in a while!After suturing, the wound can be covered with medicine and bandaged, and the anti-infection effect will be even better at that time!

Zhao Cheng cried louder and miserably.

Cheng Wanli opened his eyes and yawned: "I can sew it up? That would be great. After the sew up, you can use the medicine. In this way, Mr. Zhao Xiaolang will recover soon."

Zhao Cheng didn't sleep well last night because of the pain, and even though Tingyun had a good temper, he was not good at taking care of others, and the environment was not as comfortable as at home, so Zhao Cheng woke up and fell asleep sometimes, it was better not to sleep.

After watching all night yesterday, Ting Yun is also very haggard today, which makes people feel distressed.

Ridiculous, couldn't sleep at all.

With such a major operation and such crude medical conditions, she was really afraid of infection.

Both of Zhao Cheng's legs were injured, and he couldn't move at all, so he could only solve it with the help of others.

In fact, since the age of 13, he has not cried for several years.Not to mention crying so badly.

Zhang Sijiu glanced at Doctor Qi's complex expression, and nodded in a complicated manner: "Yes, you are right."

Zhang Sijiu sat next to Cheng Wanli: "Old Cheng, I think Mr. Zhao Xiaolang can be sutured today. I just took a look, and the swelling effect is very good. It means that our medicine is effective."

Zhang Sijiu told Zhao Cheng to tell them immediately if he felt uncomfortable, and then he went to Cheng Wanli.

Zhao Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you."

But she felt that Zhao Cheng might not be crying in pain.

After all, Ting Yun was not someone he was familiar with, so he was a little embarrassed.

Yes, cry.

Zhang Sijiu felt that minors should not be harmed.

But does it matter?Do not worry about it.Appropriate scaring will help ill-tempered patients cooperate well with doctors!
Because of the operation, today Zhang Sijiu didn't even bother to eat breakfast, so he hurried to the hospital.

In such a medical situation, Zhao Cheng's leg was preserved, and it was still very easy for the medical clinic to go out and make a fuss.

Cheng Wanli asked Zhang Sijiu: "How soon do you think he will recover?"

"If the wound scabs, you can leave the hospital and go home to recuperate. But you have to walk on the ground—in fact, after two weeks, I suggest that you can walk slowly with the help of things. If you delay for a long time, you will be prone to lameness." Zhang Si Nine tell the truth.Rehabilitation is a matter of suffering.But if you don't recover, the effect will definitely not be good.

The more you are afraid of pain and don't use your legs, then when you want to use them, you may find that your legs are not so flexible-it may not be pathological, but it may be psychological.

　See you tomorrow~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)