doctor knife in hand

What Dr. Lu likes most is such straightforward patients' families who trust the doctor wholeheartedly.

Naturally, this trusted doctor also rewarded him with the best results, that is, the stitches on his legs are more beautiful than others.

In order to make the wound heal faster, Envoy Yang's leg was directly hung on the bed, unable to use force, so naturally he couldn't leave the bed these days.

The reason why Yang and his party were able to become the censor was because their mouths were so eloquent, and they followed their colleagues, and the bigger the officials, the more sense of accomplishment they had.It's not uncommon for an official to make mistakes these days. It's common to be caught and impeached for a while. Even the emperor has been said several times, and it's nothing serious.

It's a pity that Yang Yushi's combat power was a bit too fierce, he stood out from the crowd of colleagues, and went directly to the front of the imperial court. No, a good job fell on his head, and now he was injured by hanging his legs, and talking became the only thing he could do.

However, this is the mansion of the prefect of Jiangzhou. He is not familiar with the place where he was born. As an imperial envoy, the maids temporarily assigned to take care of him dare not talk to him. Therefore, Lu Jin, who has daily routine inspections and dressing changes, became the object of his confidance.

"Doctor Xiao Lu, you haven't seen the scene at that time, you will be scared to death in custody! Thousands of bandits surrounded us, and they started fighting without saying a word! Not only did they carry all kinds of weapons, but also Putting cold arrows, you see, I didn't lie to you, the injury on this leg is the best proof. Although the situation is extremely urgent, but I am an imperial envoy, so I am naturally fearless. We have few officers and soldiers, but we are well-trained. Under the command of the officer, he dealt with these bandits in an orderly manner, from morning to afternoon! Tsk tsk, they were in a hurry and sent more people over. Alas, no matter how clever I am, how can so few people resist? I can only retreat while retreating from the enemy until the reinforcements arrive, but unfortunately the reinforcements are too slow, I am ready to die for the country..."

Song Heng just happened to walk in and couldn't take it anymore when he heard this. He said, "Yeah, I came too early, and I didn't give Mr. Yang a chance to sacrifice his life. You said you persisted from morning to afternoon, see Why am I dizzy, if I had known you had this ambition, I would not have carried you back."

"Song Heng, shut up." Yang and his party raised their heads and stared at him.

Song Heng ignored him, but found a chair and sat down, "Speaking with a lot of air, it seems that nothing is wrong, Dr. Lu is very skilled in medicine."

Lu Jin replied modestly: "You are too much."

Yang and his party curled their lips and said disdainfully: "Little Doctor Lu, don't pay attention to him, this guy is always tearing me down. Tell me, how did you develop this medical skill? Look at the injury on my leg... He gestured and said, "I've found out everything. You used the knife like this, and then sewed up the blood vessels. It was accurate! How did you do it, so that your hands are not afraid of shaking? Did you find the wrong place? And this The wound, tsk tsk, is more beautiful than the embroidery made by the embroiderer, and it doesn't feel ugly when it stays on my leg."

Lu Jin smiled and said: "It will be better if you practice more. Don't worry, the stitches will be removed after the wound heals in a few days. If the recovery is good, the scar left will be very light and will not affect your health. Beautiful." Then Lu Jin looked at Song Heng, "You should have found out about me, I used to be a butcher, butcher, um... I'm still killing pigs, but I don't have time to set up a stall."

"What, butcher?" Yang and his party's eyes widened in disbelief upon hearing this.

Anyway, when they heard about his occupation, everyone had this expression, and Lu Jin was used to it.

"Yeah, otherwise how to practice knife skills and needlework, isn't it just practiced on pigs?"

"How can animals compare with humans." Yang and his party blurted out.

Lu Jin was about to say what's the difference, but she held back after thinking about it.

However, Song Heng didn't have any scruples, and said directly: "This is very good, it's better than getting into a lawsuit if someone makes a mistake."

Lu Jinxin said that there was finally someone who understood, so she gave Song Heng a smiling face.

Song Heng was drinking tea, but he was stunned. He didn't expect Lu Jin to smile at him because of this, and he laughed so much... He took a sip of tea subconsciously, and washed away the strange feeling.

Yang and his party seemed to have figured it out, and felt that they were making a fuss out of a molehill, but he couldn't keep his mouth shut, so he asked again: "Why do you work as an ulcer doctor? It's dirty and sinister, and the tools look weird. Knife, pliers, every time you see blood, bones and so on, most young masters will faint when they see it."

Blood, bones are still light, viscera and intestines are red, red and white to look good. I haven’t seen any organs or tissues in previous lives, these are trivial matters.

Lu Jin said: "What's wrong with being an ulcer doctor? There are enough doctors in this world who have headaches and brain fever, but there are very few doctors who can treat emergency wounds like this. You must know that accidents are the most fatal, just like you. Ordinary doctors can't keep your leg."

Speaking of this, Lu Jin is still quite proud, his eyes are shining, "As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I am accumulating merit. If I have the opportunity to go to the battlefield in the future, I can save more people." People, maybe they can control the situation of the battle, and it is not in vain to be a doctor in this life."

Lu Jin's words moved Song Heng's heart, and he finally looked at the little doctor formally.

Lu Jin is the youngest one here. Although he is 19 years old, his face is tender and delicate, and he looks smaller, like a brother next door. So when Song Heng saw him for the first time, he was quite surprised that the doctor was so young, but now He said that he would go to the battlefield to be a military doctor, which was beyond Song Heng's expectations.

"Young, ambitious!" Yang and his party gave Lu Jin a thumbs up, looked at Song Heng again, and asked, "Do you want someone like Doctor Lu in the barracks?"

Song Heng put down his teacup and said solemnly: "It must be closely guarded, just like a Buddha."

Hearing this, Lu Jin was surprised, and thought that this Mr. Song was leading the army, no wonder he was so imposing, and he was at least a general in terms of official position.

"Are you really willing to be a military doctor?" Song Heng asked Lu Jin.

Military doctor, whether in ancient times or modern times, is an extremely dangerous profession, but it is also the most noble profession.

Men, more or less, have had dreams of fighting on the battlefield.Lu Jin was not surprised. He even signed up for the African medical team in his previous life, which was a country at war.It's just a pity that in the end, the surgical tasks in the hospital were heavy, and he couldn't do without him, so he was dismissed, which is really a pity.

So Lu Jin nodded and said without hesitation, "Yes."

Song Heng took a deep look at him and said nothing.

Lu Jin quickly applied the medicine, changed the gauze, and finally said: "Don't touch the water, turn over frequently, and tell me immediately if you feel any discomfort. Although the dangerous period is over now, don't be careless."

"Understood, I will obey the doctor's words." Yang and his party don't listen to anyone now, but Lu Jin's doctor's orders must be obeyed.

So Lu Jin went out with a smile. Both of these two are officials, so naturally they have something important to say.

As soon as Lu Jin went out and drifted away, Yang and his party sighed, and then clicked their lips and said, "Can you keep your eyeballs? There is no war now, so what kind of military doctor."

"In the battle with the Qiang Rong three years ago, 53 people had their limbs amputated and sent back to their hometowns. Nearly a thousand people were rescued but died of excessive blood loss without medical treatment. If it was at that time..." Song Heng shook his head. More cancer doctors like Lu Jin, who can't be said to be alive, will go home healthy.

No, not to mention ulcer doctors, even serious doctors are not willing to go to the battlefield. Military doctors are too scarce.

Yang and his party sighed with emotion: "One battle is exhausting. I hope there will be no more fights."

Song Heng said: "Qiang Rong has been making frequent moves recently. Judging from this sign, war may be inevitable."

This topic was too heavy, and Yang and his party couldn't continue, so they changed it and asked, "I thought I was going to die before, so I didn't have time to ask you. Now, should you talk about it? Why did you come here?"

Song Heng's cup of tea was already a little cold, but he didn't care and drank it anyway.After drinking, he looked at Yang and his party and looked at him eagerly, then he said with a smile: "Didn't you say that the emperor was foolish and ordered you to be an imperial envoy and Wang Peng to be a general of Jiangzhou? That's what you said, how could you two be clear? Bandits, can you find out that they colluded with officials?"

"so……"

"That's why I'm here." Song Heng put down his teacup and said.

Yang Xingxing opened his mouth, his whole expression became heartbroken, and then he stood up and slapped his thigh fiercely, "Okay, I really came to be a target, are you fucking following me... ah!"

This shot happened to hit the hanging upper leg, and the pain caused him to grin his teeth and turn red.

Song Heng was shocked by Yang Xingxing's self-mutilation behavior, and said: "If you don't want this leg, just say so, it's too late to saw it off now."

"Fart!" Yang and his party clenched their fists with wrinkled faces and complained: "Well, you Song Heng, you still wanted to be nice to me before. Is this the attitude of treating your lover?"

Song Heng was still a little guilty, but now he was defeated by Yang and his party's stupidity, and said with a sneer: "It's just to comfort you, I believe it."

Yang Xingxing's nose was crooked with anger, and his legs hurt, his whole face was distorted.

Song Heng also felt that it was necessary to speak clearly, and not to give this fool any illusions, so he continued to taunt: "You are like this, to be honest, Dr. Lu is more attractive than you, even if I have a crush on him, I won't Look at yours."

After he finished speaking, he ignored Yang Xingxing's stunned expression, got up and patted the hem of his clothes, and was about to go to Lu Jin to show him his leg. The wound is still fragile, don't really crack it.

As a result, when he turned around, the air instantly became quiet.

At this time, Lu Jin was standing at the door with eyes wide open, holding a medicine bowl in his hand, and stepped into the threshold with one foot, but it seemed that he was neither advancing nor retreating, his face was full of embarrassment.

It can be seen that everything that should not be heard has been heard.

Song Heng couldn't laugh anymore.

Yang and his party pulled out a smile with difficulty, pointed at Song Heng tremblingly: "You deserve it!"

After a brief silence, Song Heng touched his nose, and said nonchalantly, "Doctor Lu, show him, this idiot patted himself just now, the wound must have been cut, I have something to do, let's go first."

"Who... who is an idiot, damn it, Song Heng, I can't see you running away."

The more Yang and his party talked about Lu Jin, the more embarrassing they became, and they kept reminding him that they heard right.

But it's really hard to tell, Song Heng likes men?

The author has something to say:

Lu Jin: I can't tell, Mr. Song's taste is quite heavy

Song Heng: ...