On the correct way for little fairies to descend from heaven

Chapter 199
The man was wounded by an arrow.

The archer was tricky and vicious, the arrow went straight into the man's left shoulder blade, and he didn't know what kind of man this man was, so he pulled out the arrow that had sunk into his body without changing his face and heartbeat.

It's bloody.

But in this way, the man's left arm was almost crippled. In such a dangerous scene, did he use his right hand to break out of the encirclement?

Zhu Junru looked at the horrible scar on the man's shoulder, and as a doctor, she was always indifferent, but she actually showed a little admiration and pity all her life.

The man was probably in a coma.

Zhu Junru thought about it, if it was just bandaging, it would be fine, but judging by her pulse just now, the meridian of this person's left arm should be broken.

She will receive the pulse, but for some reason, she is a little nervous at this moment.

Seeing that Zhu Junru hadn't done anything for a long time, Deputy General Song was a little anxious: "Mr. Zhu, what's wrong with him? Could it be that you can't save him?"

The eight-foot man almost burst into tears.

"That's not the case." Fortunately, Zhu Junru interrupted him in time, "I need to prepare some things, Deputy General Song, can you boil some hot water for me?"

Hearing the words, Deputy General Song quickly put away his emotions and left in a hurry.

Mr. Zhu ordered all kinds of bottles and jars. Deputy General Song was curious and took one of the small bottles: "Mr. Zhu, what is this?"

Zhu Junru glanced at it and then looked away, but answered patiently: "It's the juice of the intoxicating flower."

Intoxicated flower?
Deputy General Song knew: "But isn't drunken flower a poisonous weed?"

Zhu Junru didn't look up this time: "It's a poisonous weed, I use its poison to anesthetize patients."

Deputy General Song understood: "This way, it can indeed relieve the pain... Ah, speaking of which, when we were injured in the army, we would pour wine directly on the wound..."

Zhu Junru put down the work in his hands, looked at him, and said in a cold tone, "You should be lucky that you didn't pour wine on his wound."

Lowering her eyes, she opened her mouth again, as if explaining: "Alcohol itself has no healing effect, it's just disinfection. And if it's aged wine, it will only aggravate the injury."

Deputy General Song kept his mouth shut obediently, so as not to annoy Zhu Junru by his stupidity and ignorance. It would be bad if it affected her treatment.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Deputy General Song has been quietly staying aside, not even daring to take a breath.

Finally, Zhu Junru put down his rolled up sleeves: "Okay."

At this time, the eastern sky had just turned pale.

"Okay?" Deputy General Song confirmed.

"Yes." Zhu Junru turned around, "Because of the effect of the drunken heart flower, he is now asleep. It is estimated that he slept until the evening. You should go and have a rest."

"Mr. Bamboo... what about you? You haven't slept all night, don't you need to rest?"

"It's getting late, I have to go to the town for a consultation." After a pause, Zhu Junru said again, "I will come back earlier in the evening, if he wakes up early, please remember to tell him not to move around .The wound is torn, but there is something to support."

Deputy General Song knew that if Mr. Zhu was not a talkative person, even if he didn't say a word for a few months, he wouldn't be suffocated to death.

It's just that when she met a patient, she would become terribly nagging.

Deputy General Song wrote down these nagging, and laughed: "Mr. Zhu, don't worry, I will definitely keep an eye on him!"

Seeing his swearing appearance, Mr. Zhu nodded, went back to the room, changed into a coat, picked up the medical box and left.

(End of this chapter)