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Chapter 332 332. No hurry

"Don't be in a hurry, Doctor Deng should help the wounded first." Gu Lan pointed at the moaning wounded.

Then Gu Lan didn't seem to see the little old man's embarrassment, and continued with the next thing, took out the anti-inflammatory medicine bag and poured some on the wound, and then helped the man who was still in a coma to wrap a bandage.

He took off the silver needle on the top of his head and stuck it into the man's acupuncture point. With the silver needle removed again, the unconscious man woke up faintly.

After waking up, his eyes stared straight at the sky. Obviously, his brain hadn't caught up with his eyes. He didn't know what happened, and he was in a circle.

It wasn't until the pain hit and the hand that wanted to meet was grabbed that the man really woke up and remembered what happened before.

Hit by a mule cart, and then he didn't know anything. The man slowly turned his head and looked at the person who grabbed his hand in wonder.

"You have an injury on your forehead, which has just been healed, so you can't touch it with your hands." Gulan explained to the man, and then put down his hand.

"Don't worry, you're fine." Seeing the man's nervous expression, Gu Lan said again.

Hearing this, the man relaxed and said "thank you" weakly.

"You're welcome." Gulan smiled faintly, helped the man who was trying to sit up lean against the tree trunk, turned around and walked towards the other injured.

Dr. Deng, who was reminded by Gu Lan, was also busy treating the injured.

Facing the patient, the little old man looked serious, and lost the excitement of discovering a novel treatment.

It's just that he was too excited, otherwise how could he ignore the injured, go to the young man's set to get close at the first time, and was even scolded.

Of course, the rest of the wounded were not seriously injured, and their voices were still full of energy. Even if it was serious, how serious could it be? He is an old doctor who has practiced medicine for many years, so he still has some eyesight.

After such a short effort, one wounded man had been bandaged, and the dislocated arm was fixed, and the second wounded man was started.

When Gulan came over, the little old man was helping an old woman with a bruised palm to clean up and apply medicine.

In fact, the wound was really not deep, and it could heal without bandaging herself, but the old woman didn't know whether she was too nervous or exaggerated, so she clasped her hands and cried out in pain, so she took the initiative to come to him and beg for a look.

Those voices, those who didn't know clearly thought they were seriously injured.

Older people are indeed more afraid of death than young people. Although the behavior of the old woman is exaggerated, it is still understandable.

Gulan glanced at it and walked towards a wounded man who had been touching his ankle.

He was a well-dressed middle-aged man with sweat on his face.

Seeing Gu Lan squatting down in front of him, the man was overjoyed, and quickly and carefully stretched out his injured leg a little more.

He saw the scene where the young doctor was approached politely by Dr. Deng just now, and being able to strike up a conversation with Dr. Deng shows that this young doctor has real skills.

His ankle must have been injured. At the beginning, he might be numb and feel no pain, but the dense pain seems to be relieved suddenly. He gritted his teeth in pain and was sweating profusely. When he saw the young doctor, he endured it. Can't stop.

"Doctor, help me take a look."

"Okay, but it may hurt a little, bear with it." Gulan put his hand on his swollen toad-like ankle.

As soon as I touched it, I knew that the middle-aged man's ankle was broken. Fortunately, the fracture was relatively neat and there was no dislocation. Due to limited conditions, we could only use gauze to temporarily fix the wounded person, and we had to wait for the medical center to discuss the rest.

Looking at the frowning young doctor, the middle-aged man became more nervous and asked tremblingly, "Is there something wrong with my feet, doctor? Don't worry about me... I can bear it. Just tell me, doctor."

Gu Lan, who was fixing the wound with gauze, looked at the middle-aged man speechlessly. He couldn't tell that he had such a rich imagination at his age.

It's just an ankle injury, and it's not terminally ill. It's even more exaggerated than the old lady before.

"Don't scare yourself. It's nothing serious. It's just that the ankle is broken and the wound is neat. Go back to Dr. Deng's clinic and have it done again. As long as the foot doesn't walk for a short period of time, it will be alive and kicking again. Yes." Gu Lan said with a faint glance at the middle-aged man.

"Huh... It's fine, it's fine, it's fine." The middle-aged man who was frightened by himself wiped the sweat off his face, and said with lingering fear.

The next few wounded were not serious, they all looked pitiful, but they didn't hurt their insides or bones.

When Gulan rescued the wounded, the boy she rescued and the boy's father who expressed his good mood stood not far from him, wanting to come forward to thank him, but seeing that the child's savior was busy all the time, he didn't dare to go forward.

It wasn't until everyone was rescued that the boy's father brought his son to Gulan.

The boy's father with reddish eyes stood in front of the savior, his knees softened and he was about to kneel down, but Gu Lan, who was one step ahead of him, grabbed him.

Although she could understand the heart of a son who was saved as a father, there was really no need to kneel down to express his gratitude.

The father of the boy who was being pulled was taken aback, and tried to kneel down again, but the huge force on his arm made him unable to move.

Gu Lan: "Okay, I know how you feel, but there is no need to kneel."

"Necessary, necessary, benefactor, you don't know that my family has been passed down from generation to generation. You saved my son, which is equivalent to saving the lives of our whole family. I don't know what to say. Thank you so much, thank you... ..."

The boy father who said thank you again and again burst into tears.

Gu Lan couldn't bear to look straight at him. This was the man she cried the most since she came to this world, bar none.

It's not as good as the son beside him. Although he reacted and howled a few times after being frightened, when his father started crying, the boy's crying stopped abruptly, and he patted his father's back very thoughtfully to comfort him. , The skillful movements should be done at home.

But looking at such a crying man, I also understand why the father lost his son when the accident happened. He is so crying, and when the accident happened, he was more flustered than his son.

Thinking of this, Gulan really sweated for the child. If he hadn't happened to be there, such a young child was hit by a raging mule, and the consequences would be unbelievable.

Looking at the boy's father who was crying while saying thanks, Gu Lan really looked at him in an eyesore, and interrupted quickly: "I understand brother's feelings, thank you for accepting, but let me say one more thing, the child is very active when he goes out. You must hold on tightly when you are outside, no one knows when an accident will happen, not every time you can be so lucky."

"Yes, what Engong said is right, I really blamed me for not holding my son firmly this time."

Speaking of this, the boy's father is also very guilty. If something really happened to his son, he would be ashamed to death. Thinking of the previous scene that made his liver and gallbladder split, he nodded with lingering fear. This kind of thing is enough once.

Looking at the remorseful expression on the boy's father's face, he knew that the man had learned his lesson, so Gu Lan didn't say anything more, and it would be annoying if he said too much.

"Benefactor's life-saving grace can never be repaid, so my house is nearby. Why don't you go to my house and have a lunch, and let me express my gratitude."

(End of this chapter)