Chapter 75
Chapter 75
"I can't die, it's just a small injury, just find a piece of cloth to wrap it up."
Can a small injury make Song Boming, who has always been calm, suffer like this?It took a lot of effort to speak.
He took out the scissors from the drawer, and carefully cut off the trousers and wrapped strips around the wound. Song Boming wanted to stop him, but Wei Ziqing didn't listen to him at all. He gasped after cutting it .
The wound was on the thigh. There was a palm-length cut about two fingers deep. The flesh inside was turned outwards with white spots and bloody patches. I don't want to watch it anymore.
"It's also called a small injury? Do you know that you will die regardless of this wound?"
Song Boming smiled wryly, it was really a minor injury, it just looked scary.
"I washed it with strong wine, and I won't die."
"Spirited wine?" Wei Ziqing couldn't believe it. "Why don't you sprinkle some salt and chili powder?"
"That's for disinfection..." Seeing Wei Ziqing's expression of disbelief, Song Boming closed his mouth and gave up explaining.
"You have to see a doctor, or I'll tell Eminem."
Song Boming didn't notice that Wei Ziqing called E'Mu frequently again, which was never before.
"I have my reasons, so don't fool around."
"I'm fooling around? All right, come on, I'll wrap you up, and you can deal with it yourself." Wei Ziqing laughed angrily, even though he was meddling, he really wrapped it up intact.
Seeing that Wei Ziqing made the bed on the ground by himself, obviously he didn't want to talk to him anymore, Song Boming sighed, he just wanted to go home and have a good sleep, how could he make people angry.There are many other people in the room, it is indeed troublesome, but this trouble is not only unexpectedly not annoying, but also a little bit of comfort?
"I can't handle it by myself, you have to help me."
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Wei Ziqing raised his head, it was the first time he had seen this kind of weak words so forcefully.
"I'm fooling around, I can't help."
"Will die."
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Wei Ziqing's head was full of black lines, this person really made him angry and funny, and he said the words of grievance calmly, an inexplicable sense of joy, maybe even cute?
Forget it, the patient is the biggest, so why bother with him.
"Then what do you say if you don't ask the doctor to deal with it?"
"Isn't there any wound medicine in the room? Help me get that blue and white bottle."
Wei Ziqing remembered, he was the one who put the wound medicine, but he forgot about it when he was nervous.
I opened the cork and looked, it was empty.
"When did you use it up?" After using it up, I still kept the empty bottle and took it.
"...Forget it, buy it tomorrow."
Wei Ziqing angrily picked out the bottle and threw it aside, got up without even looking at the half-dead patient on the bed, took the money and went out.
Tomorrow, tomorrow's wounds are all rotted, he is really worried, it is really impossible to keep a wounded person in the same room.
First, I went to Song Mu's room to take a look. Song Mu was already asleep, but I left a light for him, carefully went to blow it out, and helped him close the door before going out.
It was almost midnight now, except for some taverns on both sides of the county town streets, there was almost no light, and he only knew Doctor Wang well about the pharmacy, so he had to go there to try his luck.
From a long way away, I could see the light of Doctor Wang's drugstore, which was very clear in the dark night.
As soon as he entered the door, he was still the little drug boy, dozing off on the table.
"Little Tong, is Doctor Wang there?"
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