Rebirth of the Evil Stepmother and the Four Villainous Children

After confirming that there was no problem, Zhou Rongrong led everyone out of the space. Zhou Rongrong stayed in the room for a while, carefully observing the man lying on the bed. In addition to being good-looking, this man was also extremely tall for the Zhou family, estimated to be about 185cm tall, while Zhou Rongrong herself was about 163cm tall.

I don’t know what they ate to grow up? Zhou Rongrong really wanted to ask him, and also wanted to feed her own children according to his diet.

Zhou Rongrong touched the material of his undershirt. Hmm, it was smooth. Was it silk? Not bad, not bad. I wonder if this material is expensive?

Zhou Rongrong was thinking wildly, even wondering about this person's identity, but after thinking about it again and again, she was still not sure, so she laughed at herself for being boring.

When it was almost time, Zhou Rongrong looked at the time and saw that it was already past five in the afternoon. The operation had lasted for seven hours.

Zhou Rongrong took the patient's pulse seriously and only opened the door after the pulse became stable.

Boss Li was sitting on the steps in front of the door outside, holding his face and sighing. When he saw Zhou Rongrong coming out, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly stood up and asked in a hurry.

"Rong, Rong, Rong, what's going on?"

It was not until he saw Zhou Rongrong nodded that he felt relieved and walked around her to go into the house to take a look.

The man was lying on the bed with his eyes still closed, but the arrow in his chest was no longer there. His chest was still rising and falling. As long as he was alive, that was enough.

I was so excited that I didn't know what to say. My hands were shaking. How could I not be excited? This gentleman seemed to be alive, so many of their lives were saved.

Turning to look at Zhou Rongrong, one felt that Zhou Rongrong's body was full of holy light, the kind that was shining. Zhou Rongrong sat down and poured herself a cup of tea. The teacup was very small, but Zhou Rongrong still felt that it was not enough to quench her thirst, so she gulped down several cups, like a cow drinking water.

Even with such an indecent action, Boss Li felt that Zhou Rongrong was still shining. He looked at the person lying on the bed for a while and found that he was indeed fine.

He walked over, took Zhou Rongrong's hand and kept thanking her.

"Thank you, thank you, Miss Zhou. Thank you so much. Do you know who you saved?"

Zhou Rongrong asked with interest.

"who?"

"Hey, who is that person..."

Boss Li, who almost let the cat out of the bag, immediately realized something, stopped talking, and smiled, revealing his eight white teeth in full view.

"Okay, okay, if you don't want to tell me, I won't ask. It's not good for me to know too much."

While the two were talking, Doctor Zhao came back. Without saying hello to them, he went straight to check the man's pulse. He felt relieved when he felt the pulse was steady.

Carefully lifting the man's shirt, she saw a horrifying scene. The man's chest was sewn up, just like the way it was sealed when Madam Zhou rescued that boy before. She said with trembling hands.

"Hey, hey, Rongrong, you, you cut open the person's chest?"

It's no wonder he was so surprised. He had never seen such a situation before. Fortunately, he had seen the wound sutured by Zhou Rongrong before, and she also told him about it in general.

He also tried to conduct experiments on animals, and the wounds did heal much faster after being sutured, but sometimes the wounds were prone to infection and death. Some animals survived, and he also discovered some patterns from it.

If the environment is bad, animals will easily be infected. If the environment is good and they pay attention to disinfection, there will still be infections, but the number will be less.

He didn't quite understand the theory during this period, but he had never heard of thoracotomy. Even when he looked through ancient books, he did not find any such thing. The only thing he saw in some books was that it said that the mortality rate of cutting open the abdomen to treat intestinal abscesses was also very high, otherwise it would have been passed down long ago.

Seeing him like this, Zhou Rongrong hurriedly said.

“I did open up the chest for treatment, but this method cannot be used by anyone other than me, and it will definitely kill someone.

Please keep it a secret for me. This medical skill has too many limitations at present. I have a special method to treat it, but I can't tell you. This is my secret. Doctor Zhao, in addition to thoracotomy, I can tell you about other simple surgical suturing techniques."

Doctor Zhao is also an expert in surgery, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to cure Dabao's leg. She is still willing to share with Dr. Zhao. This little old man is very interesting, and Zhou Rongrong thinks he is pretty good.

These secret medical skills are inherited from the family. They are the ability for people to make a living and are not passed on casually. Doctor Zhao, do you want to become a disciple?

There would be no question of inheritance if he became his disciple. Even though Zhou Rongrong was old enough to be his granddaughter, she was much more skilled in medicine than him. It would not be shameful for him to become his disciple, so he said.

"Okay, okay, then I will take you as my master. Master, please accept my disciple's greetings."

As Doctor Zhao was about to bow, Zhou Rongrong was so scared that she quickly supported the man. Zhou Rongrong was so strong that she lifted the man up.

"No, no, no, there's no need to become my disciple. I'll just tell you that you have to research the details yourself. If you figure it out, don't say that I taught you. Keep it secret for now. Doctor Zhao, can you do it?"

"Of course, of course."

Then, in order to wait for the anesthesia time for the person on the bed to pass, Zhou Rongrong talked to Doctor Zhao about everything from scalpels to the importance of disinfection using alcohol distillation methods, and so on. Doctor Zhao was like a student, holding a brush and writing down whatever Zhou Rongrong said.

It was just stuck. He wrote down what Zhou Rongrong said, um, uh. By the time Zhou Rongrong finished speaking, an hour had passed and the man on the bed woke up without him noticing.

Behind the screen, the man listened to Zhou Rongrong's voice, which was like the sound of flowing water in the mountains, making people feel at ease. When Zhou Rongrong had almost finished speaking, she drank several sips of water. It was dark, so she went around the screen and saw that the person lying on the bed had woken up.

Those eyes were incredibly beautiful, like obsidian, and their gleams were unfathomable, making it impossible to tell the emotions. But Zhou Rongrong didn't care about that and clicked her tongue twice.

"You look good, you look good. It's no wonder I spent several hours to save you. You really are good-looking."

The man choked. Of course, he looked good, but did that person have the guts to tease him in person? Did he still want to live? But what the woman said made him feel happy. He was glad that he was good-looking. If he was not good-looking, would the girl not save him?

He wanted to speak, but his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't speak. He could only look at her carefully.

The woman was dressed in green. The material was ordinary, but when she wore it, she looked like someone from another world. She had a pretty face and bright and clear eyes. She was different from any woman he had ever seen.

Zhou Rongrong felt his gaze and raised her little fist threateningly.

"Look again? Look again? I'll beat you up."