Chapter 212 Stitches

"I brought back the doctor for Zhou Youan."

Then, Tan Zhewen explained Wang Enzhuang’s situation.

Zhou Youan, who was drowsy due to excessive blood loss, suddenly woke up.

Good guy, he very much suspected that he hadn't bled to death yet and had been put to death first.

Isn't Tan Zhewen really his brother, not his enemy?

But in front of his children and everyone else, he really couldn't help but give face.

Wang Enzhuang climbed onto the single bed, untied Zhou Youan's clothes, and then untied the gauze soaked with blood. He looked at the injury and said fairly reliably: "The wound is too deep and the bleeding area is too large. Sprinkle ordinary blood on it." The hemostatic medicine was of no use and the wound required stitches.”

Otherwise, once infection or large-scale necrosis occurs, the person cannot be saved at the current level.

Tan Zhewen immediately asked: "Can you suture the wound?"

Wang Enzhuang was in a dilemma: "I have only treated wounds on small animals, and there are no tools here."

When Zhou Youan heard the serious discussion between the two people, he immediately became anxious: "Can't it be done without suturing? I am a third-level superpower user with a strong body and strong recovery ability."

"I can't say that."

Wang Enzhuang is also confused. He is still a child. Can these adults stop making things difficult for him?

If he treats people badly and makes these people unhappy, Captain Zhao will blame him.

"Let's suture it." Jian Yahong made the decision, "The bleeding can't be stopped at all, and there is no fresh blood to transfuse. If it continues to flow, someone will die."

Apart from his daughter, this is the strongest fighting force, and it cannot be lost here.

Wang Enzhuang was about to cry: "I don't dare to do it without tools."

How many stitches does it take to sew a small animal’s injury?

The injuries on this man's back were comparable to needlework.

"I'll do it." Jian Yue couldn't bear to listen. She got off the roof of the car and said to Wang Enzhuang, who was about to cry, "Go back first."

"Thanks."

Wang Enzhuang thanked him and ran away.

I was deeply afraid that if I ran too slowly, I would be detained by these people.

"Yueyue, how could you do this? That wound looks too scary." Jian Yahong was a little worried.

Jian Yue asked back: "Otherwise, who will come?"

There was silence.

Jian Yue said: "Do you have a clean sewing kit? Boil it in boiling water and sterilize it."

Tan Zhewen reacted: "Does the heroine need to use metal powers to sew?"

Jianyue gave an approving look.

There is a sewing kit in the RV, which was kept by Shen Huijuan, but she doesn't use it very often, and she loses her clothes while wearing them.

Shen Huijuan came out from behind the curtain, quickly cooked the needle and thread, and handed it to Jian Yue.

Jian Yue first used her superpower to strengthen the needle, threaded it on, and then climbed into bed.

Zhou Youan lay there, feeling like a lamb being slaughtered, and asked unwillingly: "Do you really want to sew it up?"

Jianyue glanced at Zhou Youan's injury. It was more serious than she thought. Based on her experience, she judged: "It is necessary."

"But I don't have any anesthetic." Zhou Youan still wanted to struggle.

It would be extremely painful to suture the wound without anesthesia!

"It doesn't matter."

After Jian Yue finished speaking, she knocked Zhou Youan unconscious with a hand knife, controlled the fine needle, and quickly sewed up the wound.

Jianyue controls the metal power very well and can minimize the pain.

In just two minutes, the wound was sutured.

Zhou Youan was still fainting, his body ached and he was sweating.

The rest was beyond her scope of service, so Jianyue jumped out of bed.

Tan Zhewen looked admiringly: "What a miracle doctor!"

Jian Yue ignored them and picked out two kinds from a bunch of messy medicines: "Let him take this."

Tan Zhewen: You will understand me, right?

Zhou Youan: No! Absolutely not! Absolutely not!

Good night, okay?

(End of chapter)