"National Tsinghua University Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine." She took the tools from the nurse very naturally, walked over and skillfully cut open the man's shirt sleeves, then took out a pair of tweezers to clamp the edge to prevent the fabric from rubbing against the wound and causing unnecessary irritation.
The man's arms were muscular and well-defined, and his slightly raised eyes made him look very alluring.
She turned to the doctor and said, "Do you think this will work?"
The doctor on duty was still immersed in shock and amazement, his eyes fixed on her, and he couldn't connect her with Chinese medicine.
Those Chinese medicine practitioners are even more sloppy than their Western medicine counterparts. Shouldn't they be wearing cloth shirts and old Beijing cloth shoes, carrying a thermos cup filled with all kinds of tonics
There is such a young and rebellious girl studying Chinese medicine
"Doctor?" Qiao Nian called him again.
He suddenly came back to his senses and withdrew his gaze from the girl. When he met the man's slightly aggressive eyes, an electric current ran through his tailbone and he quickly got up to check.
"How did he get this injury..." He checked it out and found the wound was caused by a sharp weapon. He raised his head and looked at the girl with suspicion: "Did you have a fight?"
Qiao Nian was startled at first, but then she understood what he meant. She twitched her mouth, revealing a helpless expression, but she admitted, "Yeah."
The doctor couldn't believe it: "You beat him like this?" He even had to operate!
Ye Wangchuan patted his shoulder and reminded him calmly, "Doctor, please check it quickly."
The emergency doctor turned to look at him again, and when he met the man's steady gaze, all his shock disappeared.
Since both parties are willing to fight and be beaten, he should stop interfering.
He quickly put on sterile gloves and checked the wound on the man's arm. He found that the wound was not too deep and did not hurt the tendons and bones inside, but only cut the flesh.
He took a quick look, took off his gloves and threw them into the medical waste bin next to him, then walked back to his computer and sat down.
"He's not in serious trouble, it's just a skin wound. Just in case, I'll give him a tetanus shot. After you pay the fee, go to the injection room and ask the nurse to give it to him."
He finished prescribing medicine in the backstage and looked up again. "His wound...will you take care of it, or should we let our nurse help?"
Ordinary people would definitely be helped by nurses, but the emergency doctor was not sure whether she was willing to let the nurse come. After all, she had not let the nurse touch the corner of the man's clothes just now.
Qiao Nian seemed not to notice his gossiping look. She opened the medicine box next to her and replied calmly, "Let me do it."
The doctor had an expression of "as expected" and nodded slightly: "Okay, do it yourself." After all, he was a top student in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Tsinghua University, so he was not worried that the other party would not be able to handle the small matter of disinfection and bandaging.
Qiao Nian quickly helped to treat the wound and wrapped his arm in circles with the spare cotton cloth in the medicine box.
After tying the knot, she picked up a pair of small scissors beside her to cut off the excess gauze and returned it to the nurse.
"Thanks."
"fine."
The nurse didn't expect that she was also studying medicine, and looked at the two of them: "Um, do you want me to take you to the injection room?"
Qiao Nian paid the bill on her mobile phone, raised her leg to go to the pharmacy to get the medicine, and pointed at the man who stood up and put on his coat.
"Take him there first, I'll come find you guys after I get the medicine."
"…good."
The nurse turned around and was about to talk to Ye Wangchuan when she saw the man pursed his lips, with a sharp jawline, and glanced at the girl.
She suddenly felt redundant.