He was not very old, but his aura of a superior was so strong that it was easy for people to overlook his age. His appearance was also so outstanding that it was even more difficult to notice that he was only in his early twenties.
The old team doctor touched his earlobe, smiled, and waved to Qiao Nian: "Come here, little girl. I'll take a look at you."
Qiao Nian walked over and sat down calmly.
"Where are you injured?" The old team doctor couldn't tell where she was injured, so he just asked her.
Qiao Nian turned sideways and said in a low voice: "This arm."
When the old team doctor saw the blood seeping out of her shirt, his expression became a little serious, but as there was not much blood stuck to her sleeve, he still thought it was just a minor injury.
"Then take off your coat and let me see it."
"kindness."
Qiao Nian wore a short-sleeved T-shirt over her shirt. This was her habit when she wore sweatshirts. She always liked to wear a T-shirt under her sweatshirt.
When she slowly took off her coat, the two people in the room realized how badly her right arm was injured.
There was a one-centimeter circular wound on the upper part of her arm, which was prevented from bleeding only by the cloth strips tied underneath. However, this also caused poor blood circulation in her arm, and the skin around the wound turned white... You could feel the pain just by looking at it.
The old team doctor looked at her several times as if he couldn't believe it. He couldn't imagine how a young girl could look like nothing happened with such a wound in the eye.
Ye Wangchuan's eyes turned cold as well. He bent his slender fingers, his eyelids twitched fiercely a few times, and he tried his best to suppress his emotions. He said to the old team doctor in a hoarse voice: "Then I'll leave it to you!"
The old team doctor did not dare to underestimate him this time, and replied with a serious face: "Okay."
He used the tools prepared on the boat to clean the outside of Qiao Nian's wound, then used scissors to cut off the necrotic flesh outside the wound, applied medicine to the wound, and finally wrapped the injured part layer by layer with gauze...
After he did all this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead and he looked up.
The girl closed her eyes and said nothing despite her pale face. Even when he was cutting off the rotten flesh with scissors, she didn't cry out in pain.
Such endurance... The old team doctor from Continent F was used to seeing people who were not afraid of death, and he couldn't help but admire it.
He put away all his tools and couldn't help but say to Ye Wangchuan: "Your girlfriend...is not bad!"
Ye Wangchuan didn't say anything, but looked at him and asked, "Do you want to give her an IV?"
The old team doctor thought about it and it made sense, so he said to him, "Okay, I'll go get her some anti-inflammatory medicine, and you stay with her to get an IV."
He was efficient and soon found the anti-inflammatory solution and the injection for infusion. He put Qiao Nian on an IV drip and said to Ye Wangchuan with a smile, "You two can chat slowly. I'll go out first."
As he passed by, Ye Wangchuan said, "Thank you."
The old team doctor waved his hand, said "young man", turned around and walked out without looking back.
Outside, the sound of waves hitting the hull was heard wave after wave. Qiao Nian opened his eyes tiredly, leaning back in the chair with his whole body relaxed. He looked carefree and seemed to have lost interest in talking.
But she still pulled herself together and glanced at the man who pulled a chair and sat next to her without saying a word with her clear black and white eyes: "Not angry anymore?"
Ye Wangchuan was so angry that he laughed: "Is it useful for me to be angry? God Qiao won't take it to heart."
Qiao Nian choked and awkwardly placed her uninjured left hand on the back of the chair, thinking about how to explain to him.
Ye Wangchuan pressed her on his shoulder at this time and said calmly: "You take a nap first, I will watch the drip and wake you up after it's finished."
(End of this chapter)