There is a saying that cuts through the mess with a sharp knife.
Cutting the knot with a sharp knife is naturally a complimentary term, and it is also a complimentary term to describe a very decisive person.
However, sometimes being too decisive seems not to be a good idea, such as on the operating table, and it is an operation without anesthesia...
"Well……"
Zhang Tianhai's steel teeth just bit the handkerchief in his mouth, which was obviously extremely painful.
Indeed, Zhang Tianhai is a tough guy, but tough guys sometimes feel pain. After all, tough guys are made of flesh and blood, not made of steel.
This handkerchief was prepared by Zhang Tianhai in case he couldn't bear it anymore. Originally he was full of confidence and thought he could hold on. However, the ideal is perfect, but the reality is skinny...
"Little girl, be gentler...be gentler..." Zhang Tianhai wanted to say this, but due to the presence of the handkerchief, he only made a "whimpering" sound, as if he couldn't bear the pain. .
Under the dim light in the room, Zhang Tianhai's palms tightly grasped the legs of the temporary operating table, and his fingers turned slightly white.
No matter how hard he tried, no matter how painful it was, he couldn't move his body even half an inch. He knew that if he moved, it would only prolong his pain.
Fortunately, Feng Nan's operation was very clean and neat. It only took about two minutes to suture the wound in front. However, even so, Zhang Tianhai was so painful that he was sweating profusely.
"Turn around and suture the wound on the back." Feng Nan's tone was very cold, as if he was just talking to a dead pig or living dog, without any emotional warmth.
In fact, Zhang Tianhai really wanted to say something: Dr. Feng, you have to pay attention to your attitude. We have a doctor-patient relationship now. Only by communicating reasonably can we enhance doctor-patient harmony...
However, after thinking about this sentence for a while, he still didn't dare to say it. After all, apart from being a professional, the operation is more of a voluntary labor, and you don't get paid a penny...
This is not the key point, the key point is that people work as swordsmen and people work as fish and meat. If Dr. Feng is too busy, it is not impossible that he will prick himself more painfully...
Ever since, Comrade Zhang Tianhai accepted Doctor Feng's "order" very cooperatively.
Feng Nan's gestures were also so crisp and clear, which made Zhang Tianhai feel pain, but he could only endure it.
Feng Nan's suturing skills were as good as ever. In a short time, Zhang Tianhai's wounds were stitched up. He was sweating profusely and was so painful that his eyes were dizzy.
"Feng... Doctor Feng, I want to ask you a question." After the operation was completed, Zhang Tianhai finally spoke.
"You ask." Feng Nan's voice was still emotionless.
"Which medical school did you graduate from?" Zhang Tianhai's voice was a little weak. He couldn't help it. He had indeed lost a lot of blood before, and the operation was so complicated, but it was terrible.
Feng Nan didn't even raise his head, and said while bandaging: "Tokyo Medical University, what's wrong?"
After hearing this, Zhang Tianhai chose to shut up, and then said: "It's okay, just ask."
In fact, what Zhang Tianhai wants to say is that I want to give advice to your college. You should pay attention to doctor-patient communication. You can't just focus on the climax of skills and ignore the patient's feelings. That would be quite sad...
Zhang Tianhai is naturally not the kind of guy with low emotional intelligence who speaks freely, and he cannot say this even to death.
Well...except when I'm being stupid.
How could a Chinese girl go to Tokyo to study? A question flashed in Zhang Tianhai's mind.
But soon, he figured it out: In this era, there are many people going to Japan to study. For example, many people in the military are Japanese military graduates, like Chiang Kai-shek, like He Yingqin...
"Thank you, Doctor Feng." Zhang Tianhai thanked him gently, and then slowly put on his clothes with the help of several guards.
"You're welcome, are you Zhang Tianhai from the 216th Regiment?" Feng Nan asked an irrelevant question.
Zhang Tianhai said while putting on his clothes: "Yes, I am Zhang Tianhai."
"I heard Zheng Man mention you." Feng Nan said very directly.
This time it was Zhang Tianhai's turn to be a little surprised: "Oh? Do you know Reporter Zheng?"
Feng Nan nodded and said, "Zheng Man is my middle school classmate. We went to Tokyo to study together, but our subjects are different."
"In this way..." Zhang Tianhai nodded slightly and figured it out. When he was about to ask about Zheng Man's subject, Feng Nan spoke: "Okay, your wound has been sutured. Be careful not to exercise violently, otherwise The wound cracked open easily."
In fact, Feng Nan's medical advice is almost nonsense. Just imagine, how can a person who is about to return to the battlefield not exercise vigorously? Her words were just a well-meaning advice.
"Well, thank you." Zhang Tianhai said politely.
After Feng Nan left, Zhang Tianhai said to Wei He and others beside him: "Let's go, help me back to the camp headquarters!"
…
Just like when they came, it still took Zhang Tianhai and others a lot of effort to walk back.
As for the stretcher, it was reserved for the seriously injured. None of them asked for it. Even if they asked for the stretcher, they would not be able to avoid a burst of curses from Zhang Tianhai.
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Feng Nan nodded and said, "Zheng Man is my middle school classmate. We went to Tokyo to study together, but our subjects are different."
"In this way..." Zhang Tianhai nodded slightly and figured it out. When he was about to ask about Zheng Man's subject, Feng Nan spoke: "Okay, your wound has been sutured. Be careful not to exercise violently, otherwise The wound cracked open easily."
In fact, Feng Nan's medical advice is almost nonsense. Just imagine, how can a person who is about to return to the battlefield not exercise vigorously? Her words were just a well-meaning advice.
"Well, thank you." Zhang Tianhai said politely.
After Feng Nan left, Zhang Tianhai said to Wei He and others beside him: "Let's go, help me back to the camp headquarters!"
…
Just like when they came, it still took Zhang Tianhai and others a lot of effort to walk back.
As for the stretcher, it was reserved for the seriously injured. None of them asked for it. Even if they asked for the stretcher, they would not be able to avoid a burst of curses from Zhang Tianhai.
After Feng Nan left, Zhang Tianhai said to Wei He and others beside him: "Let's go, help me back to the camp headquarters!"
…
Just like when they came, it still took Zhang Tianhai and others a lot of effort to walk back.
As for the stretcher, it was reserved for the seriously injured. None of them asked for it. Even if they asked for the stretcher, they would not be able to avoid a burst of curses from Zhang Tianhai.
