A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Song QingHan was stunned. The reaction was that these people probably knew that "Shuluo" had treated the man's hands and feet, but they didn't know that they could reuse the hands and feet of that person, so they were so surprised.

It seems that the reason why they went to Shuluo was just to brush the sense of existence on purpose, but they had no hope for their own injuries.

Thinking of this, he continued, "I don't know your official rank, but by looking at the way you crowd here and comparing it with the adult's single tent, we can see that you are not as good as he is."

Some people were unconvinced and said, "it's just a big family. If you want to talk about your real skills, maybe you can!"

Song QingHan picked his eyebrows and said with a smile: "are you really good at bullying people? I don't know about the others. I only know that the adult only wants to get rid of his wounds quickly so that he can take part in the charge for a while. At the same time, you are here groaning and clamouring to get rid of the skin and cramp of the doctor who helps him

I didn't expect that his words could still be found by others. Someone muttered in the corner: "it's not that you moan without illness, it's so painful that it's all..."

because the atmosphere at this time is very quiet, the words of that person are particularly prominent. For a moment, all people's faces show strange expressions, I don't know whether to laugh or to be angry.

However, in addition to these two emotions, they were somewhat embarrassed. After all, the contrast between song QingHan's words just now was too strong.

Song QingHan swept around and saw no more unconvinced expression on his face and said in a deep voice: "OK! I know that you are very uncomfortable when you are injured, but your willfulness is over. I'll take care of your wounds. I'll just say the matters needing attention once. It's your business to remember whether to remember it or not. It's your business to look down on you. "

There was a buzzing sound in the tent, but no one raised any objection. Song QingHan calmed down and took out the sterilized scalpel again and moved quickly.

Fortunately, during the operation, no one complained of pain, as if they were holding back their strength, trying to prove that they were not cowards like song QingHan.

Shuluo was busy with the thatched things, and then looked at them curiously. Seeing those people after song QingHan's hands, they became as clever as little white rabbits, and couldn't help but marvel at them.

It's really one thing to drop one thing. We should be tough on these old men, or they will eat them to death.

Song QingHan didn't stop all the way. After solving one person, he sterilized the utensils and went on to the next one. He was busy living until the last person succeeded. Finally, he picked up his things and stood up.

Seeing song QingHan's body shaking, Shuluo subconsciously held his hand and said in a quick voice, "are you ok? It's hard work. "

When those people heard the news, they looked to the direction of song QingHan. They saw that he was pale and his feet were floating. When they followed him, they looked totally different. They had some unpleasant feelings in their hearts. They pressed down their hearts that wanted to move, so that they could keep still as song QingHan had told them before.

Song QingHan shook his head and stood by his own strength. He lifted his tent and went out. In a low voice, he said, "it's not dark yet. How many more can we solve? I don't think it's the only one here?"

Shu Luo saw his appearance of fainting at any time, and could not help complaining: "you can pull it down, how many can it be? If you want to solve this problem, it must be a tent again. Can you hold on then? Don't pass out halfway. I can't save you. "

In fact, song QingHan also knew that Shuluo's words were reasonable. After all, as a person in the same tent, he would feel uncomfortable when he saw that other people had been operated and only himself was left, but he could not afford more people...

he pondered for a moment, looked up to Shuluo and said, "do you have any feelings after watching so long?"

Shuluo's eyes widened in surprise. It seemed that he didn't understand what song QingHan asked him. However, out of his trust in Song QingHan, he hesitated for a moment and then replied: "perception, big, maybe... Needlework is very important?"

Seeing song QingHan looking at him without speaking, he hesitated and said, "do you want to be quick, accurate and ruthless?"

Song QingHan suddenly clapped his chin, pointed to him and said: "yes, you have mastered the essence of the operation. Even Wenxuan, for the first time, realized this, it took a long time. In this case, I will watch you do it later."

Shuluo grew up and looked at Song QingHan with an unbelievable way: "what do you say? I'll do it? Like you just did? I don't want it. It's too terrible. It's all blood...

Song QingHan looked at him suspiciously and frowned: "since you've been brought here, you're still half a doctor. How can you even be afraid of blood? Haven't you heard enough of it these days? "

See Shuluo seems to want to explain, song QingHan big hand a wave, calm way: "so decided, you do not have the right to resist, otherwise I take back the next opportunity to help you."

Shuluo looked at Song QingHan walking in front of the back, only felt that he was a little dizzy now.Is song QingHan going to help him again? so nice?! If you get sick later, don't you need to spend money?!

He rubbed his hands happily, trotted to keep up with song QingHan's steps, pointed to the other side and said, "go there, I'm familiar with there, and the people inside have no strength to toss about."

Seeing that he adjusted his mentality so quickly, song QingHan looked at him strangely, and his mind would not be so coincidental. If he found a person casually, he would be a medical wizard, right?

Fortunately, the facts soon proved that song QingHan thought too much. Shuluo was not a medical genius, but a medical wizard. His hand speed made song QingHan dazzled and his heart was raised to his throat. He was afraid that Shuluo's flesh would turn into a rolling knife when he took the knife.

Shuluo didn't know about it. She enjoyed her "works" happily. Seeing that the patient and song QingHan were both slightly open mouthed and had never returned to God, she couldn't help raising her chin and saying, "you! Medicine

Song QingHan pursed his mouth and quickly helped the patient to take good medicine. After bandaging, he told him the matters needing attention in a low voice. After standing up, he said to Shuluo: "yes, it seems that we can solve a tent today."

Shuluo was so shocked that he shook his hand and shivered: "I and I haven't had enough lunch at noon, and now my body has begun to feel weak and dizzy...

seeing him like this, song QingHan calmly said:" I'll come later, what are you excited about? "

When he heard that there was no one of his own, Shuluo's face slowed down, and he turned into that vigorous appearance again. He picked up the knife and quickly went to the next patient.