Private beauty care doctor

I raised my head sharply and met Susan's big blue eyes.

The latter shivered.

I said, "I can't keep the arm, it's too complicated to connect, and look..." I stretched out my hand, supported the black brother's poor little arm, pointed to the big hole on the top and said, "Here, here, less Lots of bones and flesh."

Susan shivered.

I said again: "Does the clinic have amputation tools, scalpels? Surgical equipment?"

Susan finally spoke: "He is an internal medicine doctor, okay..." (Translated by the xx subtitle team, it has nothing to do with me.)

I'm speechless, your internal medicine department, what kind of surgical patients do you accept?You internal medicine, you don't understand, you...

I suddenly remembered.

In fact, the sign outside Susan's clinic clearly stated that it was a small internal medicine clinic, where people were given some pills and did some rehabilitation work.

People, it is clear that the heart is not surgery.

I thought for a while and said, "Call, call an ambulance."

Susan immediately came back to her senses and was decisive. She took out her mobile phone and was about to make a call.

Sudden.

There were footsteps outside the door.

Whoosh, four or five big black brothers with dog leashes around their necks and weird costumes rushed in.

They all held short guys one by one in their hands, and then pointed their guns at us, and yelled: "Don't move, don't call the police, heal him, and I will shoot if I call the police."

Sister Susan calmed down when she saw these people coming in.

After turning my mind, I immediately understood the reason for Susan's calmness.

The root of it is the problem of this neighborhood.

Where is Susan's Small Clinic located?It is a place south of Koreatown.

And this piece of land is the territory of the black brothers.

I would like to remind all friends who come to Los Angeles to travel, do not go out after six o'clock in the evening.Because, maybe you can turn which block to go.Chinatown?Not reliable!Koreatown, it sucks!However, the first two are okay, there will be no major incidents, you will suddenly break into the territory of Mexican brothers and black brothers.

Hey!

boom!

Maybe just because I see you are unhappy, I will give you a small shot.

It seems to be a historical issue that Susan's clinic was opened on the territory of black brothers.Moreover, in this situation, Bai Meizi did not meet once or twice.

Therefore, she calmly took off her white coat, revealing the little suspenders inside, then took off the gloves on her hands, spread her hands, and said to the black brothers: "This is an internal medicine clinic, okay? My old lady, it is impossible for my old lady to change 72 times and become a surgeon."

fierce!

American girl!

The black brother didn't understand medicine, so he waved his gun and gritted his teeth: "We don't care what kind of doctor you are, you can heal my brother before you talk, otherwise, your head will be blown off as if it were a Korean guy's head."

Speaking of Korean guys, the black brothers immediately looked at me with wary eyes.

Then he swung his gun, pointed at me and asked, "Who are you?"

I smiled: "Chinese, doctor."

"You, save him." The black friend said to me with a gun.

I said calmly, "His arm will be amputated."

"I don't care about his arm, I want him to live, to live, understand?"

I laughed and said, "Understood, but you'd better put your guns down."

The other party looked at each other, then put away their guns.

I searched around, and sure enough, as Susan said, this is really an internal medicine clinic, not even a surgical knife.

I turned around and asked the black brother, "Which one of you has a knife?"

One of them, with his hips back, drew a dagger and gave it to me.

I took it, tried the edge, and it was still sharp.

Looking up, I said: "Doctors are working, idlers are waiting, step back."

A few black friends looked at each other, then stepped back silently, and stepped aside.

I close the door of the consulting room.

Turning to Susan, she said, "Come on! Let's work together."

With a calm performance, I quickly held the scene, and then began to wash the wound.

I whispered to Susan, "Why did the clinic open in such a place?"

Susan wiped the wound and said, "In other neighborhoods, the housing prices are too high to afford to rent. This place is the house my dad left behind, so I can only make do with it."

Hey……

This is still a poor white poor girl.

I said, "Are these black people harassing often?"

Susan shrugged: "About six or seven times a month. But this is the first time in my life."

I listened, and I knew what was going on.

Then, the surgery begins.

The main thing is to remove the arms. I have already removed my legs, so this job is not difficult.

In addition, the living soul is locked, which saves the trouble of taking anesthetics.

嘁 Mile Kacha.

After a lot of hard work, the tattered arm fell off.

When it was done, I put it in a big plastic bag and sealed it, as a memory for the patient.

Finally, debridement begins and arteriovenous vessels are examined.

Under normal circumstances, when a person's arms and legs fall off, the blood will stop flowing after a while, but this black brother, under the premise of being locked up, still has blood flowing out.

Strange.

I opened his eyelids to have a look, and then moved up to my nose to smell it.

The result came out, this guy took drugs.

And drink a lot of wine!

The drug he was taking should be marijuana, and the alcohol, of course, is alcohol.

The effect of the two is, of course, that the blood flow will not stop.

Solution, infusion, a large amount of fluid infusion, plus a certain amount of vitamin C to promote alcohol metabolism, plus a hemostatic agent to slow down the blood flow.

The doctor ordered.

The two nurse girls started dispensing medicine.

Besides, the nurse sisters, I named them, Hu Damei, and Hu Xiaomeier.

It's not that they look like vixen, but that as soon as they walk by, these two girls always have a faint, unobtrusive body odor mixed with body odor and perfume.

Foreigners have great taste.

But not everyone is like this, for example, Su Meizi, her body has no special smell.

The needle is pricked and the liquid is infused.

Another hemostat was given.

On my side, a soul-locking nail has also been set up.

Lock the soul nail, open it.

Black brother, slowly opened his eyes.

Due to excessive blood loss, his eyes were a little dizzy. After opening his eyelids, he turned his head, looked at us, and then said, "Thank you."

I picked up the big plastic bag containing his arm, put it on his chest and said, "Your arm can't be kept, so I have to cut it off."

The other party smiled bitterly, and finally said: "Thank you."

I found a chair and sat by the emergency bed. While observing the black brothers, I followed Big Sister Hu and Little Sister Fox to clean up the battlefield.

At this time, Susan came over.

She approached me with a solemn expression and stared at me: "You are by no means an ordinary rehabilitation nurse. Who are you?"

I smiled and said to Susan, "Get me a cup of coffee and I'll give you the answer."

Susan froze for a moment, then turned around silently, and took a cup of coffee for me.

I sip.

He raised his head and said, "How can you be sure that I'm not a rehabilitation nurse?"

Susan: "No rehabilitation nurse has such a calm and calm doctor's mentality. Similarly, no rehabilitation nurse can use a sterilized dagger as a scalpel, and is more proficient in using it than a mature surgeon. In addition... …There is no nurse who can give the doctor's order and draw up a treatment plan so accurately."

After speaking, Susan stared straight at me with a pair of blue eyes.

I grinned, drank a cup of coffee, and said to Xiaomei Hu: "The infusion is almost over, pull out the needle."

Susan: "What about my question? You haven't answered yet?"

I said, "Never mind, let's go out for a cup of coffee tonight?"

Susan: "Are you going to ask me out?"

I laughed and said, "No, but, let's talk to you about something."

Susan folded her arms and said decisively, "I want to know now, not after I drink some coffee, I will let you tell me."

American girl, fruit enough, the legendary most powerful girl in the world!

I said, "Look, Susan, I didn't study medicine in the United States, so I don't have a legal license to practice medicine at the moment. But, I thought maybe we could work together as a partnership. And I will help you get rid of the gangsters on this block, and then let you get in touch with real patients, and through these patients, you can realize your medical ideals and aspirations. Of course, the most important thing is that you will get a lot of money from it financial return. Do you think, is it feasible?"

At this moment, I was possessed by God, and I spoke such a passage of English very fluently and standardly with an authentic British accent.

Americans value rationality and independence.

So, after throwing out this suggestion, I prepared myself for several rejections.

But, what I never expected was that this girl actually agreed.

"Yes, but I need more detailed plans and plans. In addition, I need you to teach me Chinese acupuncture."

I laughed: "Deal!"

It was my impromptu idea to tie Su Meizi to my big thief boat.

Originally, I just wanted to use this place as a springboard.Unexpectedly, Meizi Su's situation is so bad, and she lives in such a miserable neighborhood. If she wants to be like this, she might as well go to Africa to open a clinic.

After I said the deal, Su Meizi threw out her request again.

"Uh, can you, help me pay off the bank loan for this house?"

I was stunned for a moment, why, this girl still has famine?

Su Meizi put her hand into her hair, inserted and pulled it randomly, then raised her head and said, "I'm in debt. I used this house as a mortgage, got a sum of money from the bank, and then opened this small clinic. And this month , I may repay the loan. Then, the bank will send someone to take away the house.”

"This is the only thing my father left me, and I don't want to lose it." Susan was serious.

I smiled: "How much does it cost?"

Susan reported the number.

I said, "Yes, but I want to take 70.00% of the share between us."

Susan simply: "No problem!"

It's going very well!

Susan's medical license is my legal protection.

The next job is to invest in a clinic in the name of Susan.

But here comes the question again, where is the money?

I don't want to take the bill from the Beijing clubhouse, because it will be easy for people to see the problem.

After all, brother is still on the run.

So, what to do next?

I thought about it for a while and came up with an idea.