Chapter 341 Overturned Food Box
The brown coarse cloth had been soaked with Li Lian's blood. Wang Jingzhi looked calm when he took off the cloth for her. He was a little surprised when he saw the wound slowly bleeding out.
He had seen many people who cut their wrists to seek death. Most of them used daggers, and the incisions were all clean and neat. But Li Lian's wound was obviously the result of repeated cuts with a blunt object. The skin and flesh on the surface of the wound burst open, and the flesh and blood It was blurry and looked very scary.
"Jingzhi, she, can she still be saved?" Aunt Guihua's face was equally ugly when she saw the wound. She was more guilty and panicked.
She had expected that there would be irreversible consequences, but she never imagined that it would be like this.
She thought that leaving Li Lian in the Shen family would at most make her feel bored and leave secretly.
But she didn't expect it to be a matter of life and death for her.
If she could have known earlier, she would definitely have given her money early to let her run farther.
Aunt Guihua is nearly fifty, but now she is like a child who has done something wrong, very flustered and uneasy.
Seeing the elder like this, Wang Jingzhi's eyes flashed with excitement.
"Don't worry, Auntie, you delivered her quickly. She's fine. I'll just give her some medicine."
Wang Jingzhi's "Sister Li" reverberated in his throat a thousand times, but in the end he didn't shout it out.
Li Lian's injury was not serious, but she looked a little scary. This was not to comfort her, but to tell the truth.
After hearing his words, Aunt Guihua's heart dropped.
Unknowingly, she became more convinced of Wang Jingzhi's words, perhaps because he was now a doctor and could save people's lives, and the elders would be more partial to them.
"Aunt, is Brother Zhong's leg feeling better?" Wang Jingzhi was preparing to suture Li Lian's wound while chatting with Aunt Guihua, hoping to make her relax.
"Much better. I'm really sorry to trouble you. I respect you." With the topic, Aunt Guihua really lost her nervousness.
"It's okay." Wang Jingzhi shook his head, but his movements were very detailed.
After cleaning the debris from the wound, Wang Jingzhi threaded the needle and started suturing.
The suture thread is catgut. After the wound heals, the thread will be absorbed by the skin and flesh, which can save a lot of trouble.
At first, Wang Jingzhi was a little scared when he saw his master sewing up the bloody wounds with needles and threads. These things always reminded him of what he had experienced.
Now he is no different from the white-haired doctor.
Wang Jingzhi had a cold temperament, and became even more introverted after the disaster. He spent the past two years in the medical center with everyone, and then gradually got better.
Although Wang Jingzhi didn't know how to chat, he tried his best to comfort Aunt Guihua.
Li Lian's injury was not serious, but because she never woke up, it was inconvenient to move.
Jihe Hall was full of men, so Aunt Guihua could only stay in the hospital to take care of Li Lian.
The eighth day of June
The weather was hotter than the previous few days, and even though the women had changed into gauze skirts, they were still hot and sweaty.
"Miaomiao, are you going home?" Nanzhi asked with a smile when he saw Shen Miaomiao carrying the food box.
This little girl has lived in her own home for so many days. Although she looks happy on the outside, how can a sentimental eighteen-year-old girl miss home?
"Yes." The little girl blushed. She was the one who made the noise to 'run away from home' in the first place, and it was she who cried and shouted with Sister Nanzhi at night.
Now that I suddenly have to go back, I feel really embarrassed.
"Go back and talk to your aunt." Nanzhi paused, and then continued: "Don't worry about your brother's affairs anymore. Aunt Guihua and Uncle Shen are both sensible people, and they know how to do things well. "
"Okay, I know." The little girl blushed, waved to Nanzhi, and then left with the food box.
The sun shone through the mottled tree shadows and fell on the girl's back, attracting the attention of people around her.
Some people she knew only smiled and greeted her.
Sanweiju will be closed for three days starting today, just for the construction of the women's building.
Aze stood in front of the second floor window, watching the girl's figure gradually walk away, feeling slightly disappointed.
His mind was confused.
But Dong Shen's family didn't seem to have that intention towards him.
"Young man, what are you looking at!" Master Zheng asked Aze to go up and see if the positions were correct, but found that he was a little distracted, and he was immediately unhappy.
He had a guarantee, he had to do this job beautifully.
"I'm sorry, Master Zheng." Aze apologized quickly, but Master Zheng no longer counted on him and only asked Liu Da to go up and watch.
"This young man looks very good, why are you still lazy?" Master Zheng muttered in a low voice, which made Azze, who had just come down from upstairs, feel a little embarrassed.
"My boss..."
Seeing Nanzhi looking this way, Aze felt a little embarrassed.
"It's okay, just take a rest for a while and let Liu Da go." Nanzhi waved his hand, indicating that it was nothing serious.
"Thank you very much, boss." Aze looked a little embarrassed, and after thanking him in a hurry, he returned to Sanweiju through the opened small door.
Father Lin, who was painting the small door with glue, clicked his tongue twice when he saw Aze leaving.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Lin Yicheng suddenly heard his father's movements and turned to look at him.
"I think that boy looks a bit like Twelve!" Father Lin said and sighed. Twelve had also stayed with them in Yancheng for more than half a year. The girl is in love with her.
But now here comes A Ze, who seems to be interested in the Shen family girl. If Twelve doesn't come back, he might really be exploited.
Father Lin's eyes were filled with emotion, as if he was reminded of his frivolity when he was young.
"Dad, have you forgotten? Wen Chen promised us that he would come back in early June to marry Fatty." Lin Ercheng was a little helpless. Although his brother-in-law always meant what he said, it was already almost mid-term and he hadn't seen her yet. There is someone here.
"That boy." Lin's father curled his lips. He loved and hated his son-in-law.
I quietly went to the door with the betrothal gift, but now the day has come and no one has been seen.
Fortunately, their family members are all calm-tempered, otherwise, if they told others that their daughter was getting married, and ended up losing the groom, this would be something that would make people laugh out loud.
"Wen Chen might also come back with Twelve by then." Lin Ercheng knew Twelve's feelings for Shen Miaomiao, and Twelve had only one father in his family, and they were both from the military camp.
Thinking about it, he shouldn't mind his status. As long as Twelve is willing, their marriage can be successful.
Aze only sat on the couch for half a quarter of an hour and finally chose to go find Shen Miaomiao.
He chickened out last time, but this time he wanted to ask.
The door to the Shen family's courtyard was wide open, and there was an overturned food box on the ground. The smoothies and fruit drinks originally contained in it had all turned into water, forming a wet puddle with the sand on the ground. shadow.