Survival in the apocalypse: I became rich through farming games

The person who came out was Wen Manlian.

Seeing Ye Buqing and Dr. Zhao, Wen Manlian had an unspeakable emotion in her eyes.

Before Ye Buqing could say anything, Wen Manlian stepped forward and asked, "Now...?"

The hundred thousand words he wanted to say to convince Wen Manlian were stuck. Ye Buqing blinked and became silent.

"Yesterday you kept telling me in a circumstantial way that he should not eat or drink anything after meals. He fasted until bedtime and did not get up to eat or drink at night. Is that okay?" Wen Manlian asked calmly.

"Okay." Doctor Zhao nodded from the side.

"Where to go? Take him to your friend for surgery now?" Wen Manlian then asked.

Ye Buqing didn't answer. He walked silently to a door a corridor away from their room, found the key and opened the door.

This is the most spacious room on the first floor, filled with examination instruments. In the middle, under the shadowless lamp, an operating bed is placed quietly.

"If you don't leave, stay here."

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"I have mentioned letting him have surgery before, but he has always refused. Prolonging the cancer will only delay time. I went to Sichuan Province to find a doctor just for today." Ye Buqing said.

Wen Manlian nodded and took a deep breath, "Just go ahead and do it. I know about An An and I believe you."

"I'm going to go into the operating room to help in a moment. Aunt Wen, if we don't come out, you'll keep out anyone who comes. Mayor Jiang's identity is here. If you don't stay in the hospital, I'm afraid someone will come looking for you." Ye Buqing said.

Wen Manlian nodded.

Ye Buqing and Zhao Zhengguang silently entered the room where they slept yesterday. After entering, in front of Wen Manlian, they split a large bed into two single beds, and silently took out the rollers from the bottom of the bed. Jiang Lianming, who was sleeping, entered the "operating room" hidden in the villa.

After entering the door, there was a crisp sound of locking the door. Ye Buqing glanced at Old Man Zhao and called him back to the city. She took Jiang Lianming and the bed with her and entered.

In the hospital, Dr. Lin and his wife were already waiting on the first floor. Jiang Lianming was asleep rather than passed out. He was afraid of waking him up. Ye Buqing moved briskly throughout the whole process and placed a blackout cloth over Jiang Lianming's head to prevent the change in light from waking him up. .

After entering the operating room of the hospital and taking anesthesia, the matter was settled. Ye Buqing had to stay in the city-state at the same time as Jiang Lianming, otherwise Jiang Lianming would be ejected as soon as she left.

An operation lasted for more than three hours. When the light at the door finally went out, the door opened. Ye Buqing held two tubes of medicine and entered through the newly opened door.

Jiang Lianming was no different from when he pushed in, sleeping with his eyes closed.

"Here, give him this." Ye Buqing handed over the medicine in his hand, "This will heal the wound quickly."

"Injection or oral administration?" Mr. Zhao's gloves were stained with blood. He took them off and looked at Ye Buqing.

"Anything is fine." Ye Buqing handed the medicine to Dr. Lin aside. She had already studied how to use it when taking care of An An. She took it and roughly opened Jiang Lianming's mouth and poured it in. The remaining The next tube was poured onto sterile gauze and placed on Jiang Lianming's incision.

"It's over, pack up and go out." Dr. Zhao held up the bloody gloves, pointed to the tray on the operating table, and said to Ye Buqing, "Take these with you."

After sending old doctor Zhao out, Ye Buqing grabbed Jiang Lianming's bed and led people away from the city.

In the blink of an eye, I returned to the brand new operating room in the villa. There was no smell of blood in it, and there was no trace of any surgery. Dr. Zhao threw a pair of bloody gloves into the trash can nearby. Ye Buqing entered the city several times, Replace everything used in the operating room.

Little by little, the operating room finally took shape. Ye Buqing put on a blue surgical gown and looked at each other. The old man nodded slightly. Then Ye Buqing walked to the door and unlocked the door of the room. .

"Click——"

There was a soft sound, and Wen Manlian, who had been standing outside the door for three hours, was leaning against the wall. When she heard the sound, she straightened up subconsciously. When she saw the door open, she strode towards the door.

"The operation went very well. I have been recovering here for the past two days. If you have any questions, please call me anytime." Dr. Zhao said to Wen Manlian.

Ye Buqing pushed Jiang Lianming back into the room. The two single beds were no longer closed so that Wen Manlian could rest while taking care of the patients.

Pretending to take off his surgical clothes, Ye Buqing cleaned up the operating room and locked it again.

Cancer is not polyps or hemorrhoids. Even if it is removed, there is a possibility that it will continue to spread if it is not completely removed. But Mr. Zhao was an expert, and he had seen Jiang Lianming's case materials yesterday and said it was OK. Ye Buqing cleaned himself up, put on the tester, and went into the room to take a look at Jiang Lianming.

The detector's light swept up and down, and finally, the eye-catching gastric lesions on Jiang Lianming's body disappeared!

Ye Buqing breathed a long sigh of relief and smiled.

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Jiang Lianming's operation here finally ended, and Ye Buqing's worry was solved.

Not to mention how anxious, angry and distressed Jiang Lianming was after he woke up. During this period, Ye Buqing did not show up at all. Every day Dr. Zhao came to check the incision and give him water. Jiang Lianming could hear Ye Buqing squirming in the living room. speaking voice.

You can hear his voice, but you can't see him.

Jiang Lianming was lying on the bed. He couldn't eat yet. The smell of rice outside the door made his stomach growl. Wen Manlian and Ye Buqing were eating hot and spicy food and didn't care about his life or death at all.

After the operation was over and the anesthesia wore off, Jiang Lianming's first reaction was - Huh? Why has the bed become smaller?

He didn't know that he had been operated on, and he almost sat up on the edge of the bed.

Fortunately, Wen Manlian stayed by the bed and did not leave for a moment.

The pain came later, and Jiang Lianming realized later that he had let Ye Buqing perform the operation in a daze in his sleep.

Outrageous!

At first, Jiang Lianming held back his energy and waited for Ye Buqing to give this lawless girl a good lesson when he came to visit the doctor. However, on the first day, Ye Buqing did not come. Jiang Lianming thought again, this girl would really dare to do anything for her sake. If the operation fails, her life will not be saved! When she comes to visit her, he still can't lose his temper and talk properly.

As a result, Ye Buqing still didn't come the next day.

Jiang Lianming lost all his temper. He lay on the bed, feeling the pain in his chest getting less and less. His mind ran wild every day, trying to compile a novel called Ye Buqing.

Ye Buqing didn't show up. When Dr. Zhao came to check, he changed the dressing on the incision. He didn't know if it contained any anesthetic ingredients. Every time he changed the dressing, he felt that the pain in his chest was slowly disappearing.

Not to mention external application, Dr. Zhao also asked him to take it internally. Before he could see clearly, Dr. Zhao opened his chin with his hand and poured in a mouthful of medicine. Jiang Lianming's internal organs were yelling for another bottle.

The dignified mayor, this attitude is actually a bit embarrassing, but Jiang Lianming thought about it, Dr. Zhao is a master of Chinese medicine, and has also performed surgeries on the big boss, so it is not so unacceptable for him to be treated the same as the big boss.

It had only been three or four days. One morning, after checking his incision, Dr. Zhao looked at him with a half-smile and asked him, "Does it still hurt?"

Jiang Lianming shook his head, "It doesn't feel too big."

Dr. Zhao nodded, pulled out the indwelling needle in his hand, let him hold it with his hand, and walked out slowly with the bag of medicine on the shelf, "Okay, you don't have to lie down anymore, go ahead and do whatever you need to do. "

what?

Jiang Lianming was helped by Wen Manlian to sit up, feeling only minimal pain in his chest, not like a patient who had undergone surgery at all.

Just getting out of bed, putting on his shoes, Jiang Lianming supported Wen Manlian and walked around the house, blocking Ye Buqing, who had not seen him for several days, in the yard.

He didn't feel afraid even if he did bad things, Ye Buqing still put on a smile.

Jiang Lianming felt complicated for a moment. He looked at Ye Buqing for a long time and just tapped Ye Buqing's forehead with his finger.

"You!"