The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 927: There are wind chimes in the south and a crossbar in the north (190)

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"Are doctors so punctual now?" Li Nanheng's face turned dark and ugly.

Qin Siting: "...it's not you. Mom said you'd like me to arrive in half an hour? And she said in a tone that life is at stake!"

At the same time, Qin Siting glanced in the direction inside: "What's going on? Is there something going on? I'll go downstairs and have a cup of coffee and then come back up?"

Li Nanheng turned around expressionlessly and motioned for him to come in: "Come in, save people first."

Qin Siting glanced at him, snorted and laughed: "I have never seen anyone so nervous like you. Who was injured, a man or a woman?"

"Stop talking nonsense and go in to save people." Li Nanheng turned around and went in.

Qin Siting sighed: "It's so mysterious, not like you."

However, human lives were at stake, and now was no time for joking. The man in a white shirt casually rolled up his cuffs and walked in.

Seeing Feng Ling lying motionless on the bed, and then seeing the serious injury on her forehead, Qin Siting walked straight to the bed to check her wound. After checking, he turned to Li Nanheng and said, "How was it injured? How long was she unconscious? Already?"

Li Nanheng handed the phone to him, and Qin Siting took it. He saw that what was displayed on the phone was a surveillance video that had just been sent to his phone. After watching it as quickly as possible, he put down the phone and went directly to the medical center without saying anything more. He dug things out of the box to deal with them and said at the same time: "You just asked me to bring the medical box. I thought it was just a skin injury. The collision was so serious. I'm not sure whether the brain will be affected or it will be a concussion. I understand that it is inconvenient for people at Base XI to go to the hospital, but it is best to take the time to get checked out."

"She was knocked unconscious by me." Li Nanheng stood beside the bed and said calmly.

Qin Siting's hand that was disinfecting the wound on Feng Ling's forehead paused for a moment. He turned to look at the man with a calm and cold face, then looked away and continued to treat the wound.

"I said she even has the strength to kill people. How could she suddenly be unconscious for so long?"

"I think she was very mentally stimulated, and she might have hurt herself."

Qin Siting concentrated on checking Feng Ling's other injuries. Just when he was about to lift the quilt, Li Nanheng glanced at his men's movements and said coldly: "If you see something you shouldn't look at, remember to shut your mouth."

Qin Siting made a movement, and when he was about to lift the quilt, he put the quilt back directly. He put his hand on Feng Ling's wrist. After feeling for his pulse for a while, he laughed and said, "I said her hair is so short." , he is obviously a young man, but no matter how he looks like a woman, he is really a woman."

Li Nanheng caught a glimpse of his pulse-taking action, and his stern eyebrows moved slightly: "Can you still check the pulse?"

Qin Siting went back to the medicine box and picked up the medical disinfectant cotton and other medical drugs inside without looking at him: "Now that I have entered the medical field, I should understand everything I need to know. For me, both Chinese and Western medicine are compulsory courses. class."

"A good heir to the Qin family, but he gave up business and became a doctor. That woman Shi Niange is really a deceitful person."

Hearing this, Qin Siting's expression did not change at all. He just continued to deal with the injury on Feng Ling's head and said at the same time: "Although I am a doctor and don't have much thought about the patient's body, I look at you. If you are willing to let me see it, I won't touch it. After I leave, remember to check whether there are any other injuries on her body. I have watched the video just now. Judging from the fight, even if there are injuries, they should be It's just some bruises from the bump, it won't be serious. The injury on the head needs to change the dressing twice a day. When it's time to change the dressing, I will remind you, I will leave the medicine and you can change it for her yourself."

Since Shi Niange left, Qin Siting, who was originally taciturn and indifferent to others, became even more taciturn.

Especially when people around him mentioned that woman's name, he would never mention it without mentioning it.

Li Nanheng snorted lightly and agreed, but when he saw Qin Siting applying medicine to the wound on Feng Ling's forehead, and looking at the large bloody wound that she had bumped into the wall, he felt like he wanted to directly The desire to blow up the group of people in the military area was tumbling in their hearts.

The commander should be grateful that he was killed with a knife, otherwise if he fell into his hands, he might not have found a way to torture him to death.

After temporarily applying medical gauze to the wound, Qin Siting checked everywhere on Feng Ling's hands and arms. There were no other obvious injuries. There was only a blood mark scratched by a dagger on the palm of his hand, which was not too serious. Seriously, it can be seen that although the situation was in a hurry, her skills were very good and she did not accidentally hurt herself.

While disinfecting and applying medicine to the wound in Feng Ling's palm, Qin Siting saw the thin callus on Feng Ling's palm that was not particularly obvious. Looking at the location of the callus, he knew that it was a member of the XI base who held a gun all year round.

After looking at it for a moment, he said in a low voice: "What happened to her? Did you, Jinwu Cangjiao, hide the person directly in the base? Such a beautiful girl has her hair cut so short, and her hands have thin calluses. Okay, have you ever treated a little girl like this?"

Li Nanheng stood beside the bed, looking condescendingly at Qin Siting's actions when applying medicine to her, with a sullen face and no explanation.

After putting Feng Ling's hand back on the bed, Qin Siting stood up, packed the medicine box, and was about to leave.

"Leaving now?" Li Nanheng glanced back at him.

"Otherwise, why should I stay and have a drink with you? Your short-haired beauty's pulse is not normal, her whole body is hot, and her face is red. It's obvious that she was drugged. Is it possible that I still have to watch here if I don't leave? Live broadcast when you are here to act as the antidote?”

Li Nanheng immediately looked away forcefully, and then said forcefully: "Let's go, I won't send you off."

Qin Siting sneered and added another sentence while changing shoes in front of the door: "When she wakes up, remember to take her to the hospital for some simple examinations to check whether there is a concussion or other conditions. I just touched her forehead. The injury is not a big problem, but the violent impact will probably give you a headache for a few days, so please pay more attention."

After saying this, Qin Siting was very calm and knowledgeable and did not intend to continue to be a light bulb. He left without waiting for him to answer, and he closed the door outside in a very "understanding" manner.

The room fell silent, except for the unconscious Feng Ling, who seemed to be quiet and motionless, but his breathing became increasingly obvious.

Her cheeks, which had been pale just now, were indeed a little red now, and even her neck seemed to be rosy.

Li Nanheng walked over and opened the quilt to check if there were any other injuries on her body. The buttons of the girl's thin shirt were unbuttoned one by one. The man's eyes darkened, and even his breathing followed. Variety.

He, who had always been calm and composed, suddenly felt thirsty at this moment.

Very, very thirsty.

The indoor light comes from the wall lamp in front of the bed, which is a bit dim.

Snapped.

The man casually turned on the indoor chandelier. When the dazzling light came on, he told himself that it was just to check her other injuries.