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Chapter 81 A Tribute to the Angels Who Heal and Save People Day and Night

When Gu Qingchi woke up, he smelled the smell of hospital disinfectant, and Song Yu's aunt was standing by his side.

"Auntie." Gu Qingchi called softly.

"Hey! You finally woke up." Zhou Ruyue put down her phone and got up and rang the call bell beside the bed. "How is it? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Gu Qingchi looked around, except for a patient in the next bed, there was no one else, "Where is Song Yu?"

"He's taking notes at the police station," Zhou Ruyue asked again, "Are you thirsty, can I pour you some water?"

"I'm not thirsty," Gu Qingchi shook his head, seeing the bright sunshine outside the window, "What time is it?"

Zhou Ruyue looked at her phone, "It's eleven o'clock at noon."

"Why is he still at the police station? When will he come?" Song Yu's last impression of Gu Qingchi's last night was that I have already called the police.

Zhou Ruyue sighed helplessly, "Xiao Yu injured someone, my husband went to pick him up, I wonder if he will be detained."

Gu Qingchi's pupils dilated in an instant, "He hurt someone? Then was he injured?" When he yelled this, the doctors and nurses who had just entered the door were startled.

"The others are fine. Song Zhengchu also rushed over early in the morning. I reckon that if I pay some money to mediate, it should be fine." Zhou Ruyue said.

"You're very energetic," Dr. Jiang pursed his lips and walked to the head of the bed. "You should take care of yourself first. Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Zhou Ruyue took advantage of this time to go out to find the toilet.

Gu Qingchi moved his stiff back, all the bones in his body seemed to be broken by a hammer, it hurt everywhere, and when he frowned, he could feel a layer of gauze wrapped around his head.

Memories of last night came back little by little.

He raised his hand to touch the back of his head, but Dr. Jiang immediately stopped him, "The brain is not broken, just a few stitches."

Gu Qingchi drooped his eyelids, knowing that the hair he just cut two days ago must have been pushed off again.

What about 50 yuan!

"I'm making progress, kid. Last time I got nine stitches, this time I got five stitches." Dr. Jiang taunted ruthlessly, moving his lips.

Gu Qingchi was stunned for a moment, but didn't understand.

"I sewed it up for you here too." Dr. Jiang reached out and touched the scar on his forehead. It was also an emergency department that night, which kept him up all night. In the end, it was this person again last night. It’s quite big, the goal is a few stitches, I’ll sew it up for you, so you don’t have to go to the hospital all the time.”

Gu Qingchi swallowed, almost wanting to sew the doctor's mouth shut.

The doctor is benevolent, but his mouth is so poisonous?

Even Song Yu's mouth is not so bad!

"I was injured by someone, and I didn't like it," Gu Qingchi raised his eyes and asked, "Did anyone else be sent in together last night?"

"Yes, but it's not as bad as your injury." Doctor Jiang helped him up, removed the gauze from his head, and the nurse helped him change the medicine.

Gu Qingchi didn't dare to speak the whole time, after all, his head was in the hands of the poisonous doctor.

I don't know where there is a suggestion box in the hospital.

"Try to sleep on your side these few days." Dr. Jiang said.

"Ah? Then what will happen if I can't help turning over?" Gu Qingchi stared, suddenly feeling a little pain in his head.

"It will press on the wound." Dr. Jiang said expressionlessly.

Gu Qingchi laughed angrily at him, "There should be no death."

"Look at your luck." Dr. Jiang bent down and cleaned up the cigarette burns on Gu Qingchi's hand, "If you sent it in five minutes later last night... Tsk tsk."

Doctor Jiang's voice became softer and softer, and finally he shook his head and sighed.

Gu Qingchi automatically made up the second half of the sentence, his chest heaved violently, and he suddenly felt as if his little life had been picked up.

I have a lot of respect for the doctor.

"I'm off work." Dr. Jiang glanced up at him and finished the second half of the sentence.

Gu Qingchi choked on his own saliva, and swallowed the words "Thank you so much".

"That's really embarrassing to delay your get off work." Gu Qingchi pursed his lips angrily.

"It's good to know, don't let me meet you in the hospital next time," Dr. Jiang took out a watch from his pocket and handed it to Gu Qingchi, "You must have lost this watch."

"En." Gu Qingchi took the watch, stroked it twice, and put it back on his wrist.

Dr. Jiang patiently and meticulously explained some precautions, "Also, you should also avoid eating and drinking in the past few days. Don't eat spicy food. When you are hungry, chew your nails to help your brain develop."

Gu Qingchi didn't really want to argue with him, he felt that he would choke to death, "Then when can I be discharged from the hospital?"

"What are you in a hurry for? You don't need to pay for the hospitalization fee. Let's talk about it after the stitches are removed." Dr. Jiang said.

Zhou Ruyue just came in and overheard the conversation between the two, and hurriedly comforted her, "That's right, why are you in a hurry, those people have been arrested by the police, and they will have to pay for the medical expenses later, you can live in peace first."

"Song Yu is still in the police station, how can I feel at ease?" Gu Qingchi touched his clothes and found that the clothes on his body had been changed, "Where is my mobile phone?"

"I didn't pay attention, I guess Xiaoyu put it away for you, use mine to make calls." Zhou Ruyue handed the phone to Gu Qingchi.