Zhuang Chaoyue covered her mouth and exclaimed: "The wound is more than two centimeters deep. It needs to be sutured. Will there be scars on the shoulder in the future?"
Song Yunhai had several wounds on his body. It had been stitched, and it looked like a centipede crawling. It was so ugly.
It would be ugly if there was a centipede crawling on Lin Qingqing's shoulder.
Besides, Lin Qingqing is so good-looking.
Mother Song looked at Zhuang Chaoyue's shock and said, "Okay, don't scare Qingqing. Your father has already called the directors of several hospitals and asked them to come over and discuss it together. How to deal with the gunshot wound on Qingqing's shoulder?"
Zhou Yingying winked at Zhuang Chaoyue and said with a smile: "Then the injury can be seen clearly."
After she finished speaking, she took Zhuang Chaoyue to see the child.
Just keep your peace of mind about some things. My mother-in-law would definitely be unhappy if she told these truths on this special day.
Song Yunhui asked with a bad expression: "How could a spy sneak into the hospital? This is a bit ridiculous."
Song Yiyuan replied: "The spy has average skills and disguises The medical staff attacked Qingqing with a deadly attack. Now they have been taken away by Commander Ma for interrogation. The results should be available tonight."
Song Yunhai: "No wonder you are in the corridor of the hospital. There are so many soldiers and guards at the door of the ward."
Lin Qingqing lay on the bed and listened to everyone talking.
She knew Grandpa Song had good intentions. Although the bullet did not enter her body, she was shot after all.
If Grandpa Song is not allowed to find some experienced doctors to come and ask whether her condition is serious, everyone will not feel at ease.
She knew that the injury from the gunshot was okay and not serious. After the doctor came to see it, she went into the space to repair it.
Not long after everyone finished talking, Dean Shi came over with three doctors of similar age, one of whom was still wearing a military uniform.
Grandpa Song saw the person coming and stood up to greet him.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Li Linde, the dean of the Second Hospital, shook his head: "It's my job to look at the wound first."
"Mom, help I'll untie my clothes." Lin Qingqing opened the quilt and said to Song's mother.
Mother Song walked to Lin Qingqing's right side and untied the belt on her shoulders.
Lin Qingqing had just given birth, and it was still cold at the end of April. Director Yu prevented Lin Qingqing from getting cold while changing her dressing, so he cut an L-shaped slit on the shoulder of her hospital gown and tied it with a belt. Tie it up so you don't have to take off your clothes when changing dressings.
Lin Qingqing only applied anti-inflammatory medicine on her shoulder, covered it with five layers of gauze, and then covered it with medical tape.
At that time, the delivery of the baby could only be handled simply. After coming out of the delivery room, she asked the surgeon to come over to suture and apply medicine. Grandpa Song said that he would find another doctor to come and see it before deciding what to do.treatment, so no other medicine was applied to the wound.
Mother Song untied the tape and stepped aside to reveal the gauze. The four deans came over. Dean Shi tore off the tape and turned over the gauze.
The four of them saw a bloody and hideous wound on Lin Qingqing's shoulder.
"This wound is very deep." Li Linde frowned.
On the way to the ward, Dean Shi told them why Marshal Song invited them here. One was to see if the wound would leave any sequelae during the confinement period, and the other was to see how to deal with it. The wound will not leave a scar.
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The director of the 204th Hospital of the People's Liberation Army also frowned deeply: "It is impossible for such a deep wound not to leave scars. This has obviously damaged the tissue below the dermis."
Not only will it leave scars, but it may also cause growth.
Dean Shi raised his eyebrows. The co-author did not have an accident in your hospital, so he dares to tell such a truth, right?
The president of the third hospital also shook his head: "Although the wound is not very long, the bullet burned the skin cells around the wound to death. I'm afraid this scar will be quite big in the future."
The words of the three deans made the Lin and Song families feel heavy.
Grandpa Song took out a breath and asked: "My grandson-in-law was injured during childbirth. Will this injury leave any root causes for her during the confinement period, such as shoulder pain or itchy wounds in the future? Waiting for the situation?"
Li Linde shook his head: "I'm not sure. I haven't had any cases of being shot during childbirth. Even a small thing like confinement may leave sequelae. Is this an injury? It's easy to say, please be careful to keep warm during this period, don't let the wound come into contact with wind, and don't eat hair."
The other two deans also nodded, expressing their agreement with the words of the dean of the second hospital.
Dean Shi rolled his eyes again in his heart. If you don’t help, don’t add insult to injury.
Isn’t it just that the first hospital has always been better than you?
Grandpa Song glanced at Dean Shi, who had been silent for a long time: "Dean Shi, although my grandson's daughter-in-law is in a special situation, with so many years of work experience, it is impossible for you to be helpless. You can discuss it again. "Okay."
"Hey." Dean Shi nodded repeatedly and made a gesture of invitation to the deans: "Dean Li, Dean Zhang, and Dean Dai, the wounds have been seen now. Come and sit down in my office. We will discuss Comrade Lin's condition in detail."
Although he knew that these old enemies were telling the truth, he still had to work together to see how to get Lin to go. Comrade, this injury will leave no scars and will have no sequelae.
No matter what, the person was injured in their hospital, and he must give an explanation.
The three deans nodded to Grandpa Song and went out with Dean Shi.
As soon as the people here left, Mother Song hurriedlyTie the bag on Lin Qingqing's shoulder again.
Lin Qingqing turned to Song Yiyuan and said: "Yiyuan, go to the army and ask for some First Aid No. 1 concoction. If the deans don't have a better way, I will use the concoction to apply to the wound. "
This medicine was what she applied to Song Yiyuan's wound when she first met him, and later sold it to the Shaanxi army.
First Aid No. 1 can heal the wound within three days without stitches, but it will still leave scars.
She asked Song Yiyuan to get the medicine to cover up the effect of the repair in the gene cabin.
"Why didn't I think of this medicine? I'm so confused." Song Yiyuan patted his forehead and said.
He has used this medicine himself, and it can heal wounds quickly without suturing.
First Aid No. 1 is only available in the army. People outside the army do not know the existence of this medicine. He was so focused on Qingqing's injury that he did not think about the medicine in the army.
Jiang Haixia stood at the door and heard Lin Qingqing's words, and she said: "I will go to the army to get it."
She was also responsible for Lin Qingqing's injury. If she had not driven out at that time, the spy might have shot her. No chance to play it out.
"You go ahead." Lin Qingqing responded.