Chapter 4779
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Getting hurt is nothing, bleeding is nothing, we will recover after we recuperate.
As long as we are alive, everything is fine!
Outside, Political Commissar Yue and the director had been waiting for a long time. Because the two leaders didn't know what mission Ye Chien was carrying out, they didn't know whether Ye Chien's injury was light or heavy. Even if there was an ambulance, they didn't think too much about it.
If military academy students were injured or fractured during training, there would also be an ambulance to send them to the hospital.
When the two leaders saw Xia Jinyuan pushing a wheelchair out, and then saw the outstanding student Ye Chien sitting in the wheelchair, the two leaders felt that their hearts were about to jump out of their throats.
No longer waiting in place, they rushed over and surrounded Ye Chien.
"Quick, quick, see if she's okay!"
Even though their hearts jumped to their throats, the two leaders who had seen the wind and waves were very calm. They first let the medical staff check on Ye Chien, rather than surrounding Ye Chien and asking questions.
Ye Chien didn't expect that when he returned to Xiang City, even Political Commissar Yue and the department's director would be alarmed. His face was as red as fire, "Political Commissar, director, I don't have any big problems, I'll be fine after a few days."
"You don't have the final say if you don't have any big problems. A-Yuan, you accompany Xiao Ye to the ambulance." Political Commissar Yue said in a deep voice. No matter how much they asked, it couldn't be solved. Let the medical staff examine him first. If there was anything else, it wouldn't hurt to talk about it later.
The director only dared to gently pat Ye Chien's hands. He didn't dare to pat his shoulders. He was wearing a fitness short-sleeved shirt. Under the thin fabric, traces of bandages could be seen.
Looking at his arms, there were bruises and purple, looking scary.
His face was the same, full of small and new injuries.
He didn't dare to pat his hands too hard. The back of his hands were injured.
A good person went out and came back a few months later with injuries. The director's mood … It's fine if he didn't say it.
"Let A-Yuan accompany you to the car. We'll talk to the two comrades who sent you back, then we'll come back to see you."
After the director finished speaking, Xia Jinyuan hurriedly pushed Ye Chien away, followed by three medical staff, each in a hurry.
Along the way, the medical staff from Yun Province traveled together. When the medical records were handed over to the medical staff of Xiang City, "There was a gunshot in the shoulder. It was already inflamed before the operation. There were two branches in the back. It was also inflamed before the operation. His ribs were broken …"
"… The patient insisted on local anesthesia and did not use painkillers for the time being, so there was only disinfection in the drip prescription and no painkillers."
Following the medical staff's instructions, Xia Jinyuan gripped the wheelchair armrests so tightly that the veins on the back of his hands bulged and his knuckles turned white.
Xiang City's doctors flipped through Ye Chien's medical records and found that there was no "painkiller" in the medicine. Therefore, they raised a question. After receiving a reply, Xiang City's doctors gently sighed, "They all say that soldiers are made of iron. Today, I have seen it for myself."
"That's right. Even Professor Liang, the chief surgeon in our hospital, was shocked by the patient's request. Towards the end, he relied on his willpower to survive. He's so young, but his willpower is so tenacious. It's really admirable. "
Xia Jinyuan listened attentively. Even without the explanation of the medical staff from Yun Province, he understood why they did not use painkillers and did not choose general anesthesia.
Because his silly girl was afraid that she would go back on her words, afraid that he would wait too long and rush back.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. “
The back of his hand with prominent knuckles was covered by something soft. She patted the back of his hand and said with a happy voice with a light smile, "The doctor said that with our physical fitness, while others take ten days to get better, we only take eight or nine days. We'll recover very quickly."
"There were medical staff carefully accompanying you all the way, and there was also the careful care of the flight attendants. The wound did not split open and did not bleed. It's all very good."
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