Chapter 147 Mosquitoes Are Small but Also Meat

In the infirmary there is a small wheeled hospital bed for physical examination, and Ning Tao asked Jiang Hao to lie on the bed. Jiang Hao could only lie on her stomach, because her butt was hit by shrapnel from the grenade, her pants were wet with blood, and the original camouflage color was also rendered dark red.

Ning Tao carefully cut open her trousers with scissors, from bottom to top, all the way to her waistband. The long white legs were exposed to the air, dripping with blood, the white ones were fair and delicate, torn apart by blowing, and the red ones were bright red, which was shocking.

Ning Tao first injected a little special spiritual power into Jiang Hao, and adjusted her body to a good state.

Jiang Hao couldn't feel the pain, and her exhausted spirit became active just now. She looked back at Ning Tao and asked curiously, "It's so strange, why can't I feel the pain?"

Ning Tao had an idea, grabbed her calf and rubbed it lightly, and said, "Of course, this is me using internal force to heal your injuries. Have you seen martial arts movies? The wounded heal."

The corners of Jiang Hao's mouth rose slightly, "Is it like Yang Guo and Xiaolongnv?"

Ning Tao froze for a moment, but did not answer. He grabbed a piece of shrapnel with tweezers, then carefully pulled it out of the wound, and threw it into a plate.

"Hmm!" Jiang Hao felt pain now, and a vague moan came out of his mouth.

Ning Tao pulled it all the way up, and each piece of shrapnel pulled out would use special spiritual power to quickly help her wound stop bleeding and heal. Such an operation was trivial to him, a practitioner of cultivation, without any difficulty. Problems arose eventually, however, and he was quickly dealing with her last wound. It was on her buttocks, slanting into her flesh and blood. It was huge and had barbs, so it couldn't be removed with tweezers. He tried to pull it out twice without success, but it hurt so much that she couldn't help screaming for pain.

The only way is to cut the fabric there, cut the wound a little bit, and then pull it out. But if this is the case, then...

Ning Tao hesitated for a moment, and said with some embarrassment: "How about I stop the bleeding for you first, and then go to the hospital for treatment?"

Jiang Hao looked back at Ning Tao with a strange expression on his face, "You are a doctor, why should I go to the hospital for treatment? Didn't you treat it well just now?"

Ning Tao pointed at her buttocks, and said awkwardly: "If I deal with it, I'll have to cut your pants, if that's the case..."

Jiang Hao interrupted Ning Tao, "I go to the hospital, what will the doctor do?"

Ning Tao said: "The doctor will cut your pants,

Then disinfect you, cut the wound, and take the shrapnel. "

Jiang Hao stared at Ning Tao, "Would you rather another doctor cut my pants and look at my butt, than you cut my pants yourself? Look at my butt, will you get needle eyes or myopia? "

This is Jiang Hao, she has a tough side that other women don't have.

Ning Tao smiled wryly. Everyone has said that, so what else can he say? He picked up the scissors and carefully cut open her pants.

The moment the fabric was cut, the tough Jiang Hao was not tough at all, she bit her thin lips, her cheeks were blushing shyly. Ning Tao didn't look at her face, but she didn't dare to look at Ning Tao, she turned her head away, imagining that nothing happened.

Ning Tao was also very uncomfortable. Although he was treating Jiang Hao's wound from the perspective of a doctor, he had legitimate reasons, but he was still a division-level man who had never touched a woman. His vision is easily disturbed, going where he shouldn't be, and then being irritated. The stimulus is not measured in weight, but in units of tonnage, tens of tons.

Jiang Hao waited for a while, but there was no movement, and then looked back at Ning Tao, "Have you seen enough? Move."

Only then did Ning Tao come back to his senses, he hurriedly said: "I didn't watch it, I was thinking about how to cut the wound."

"Didn't you watch it? Then why did you operate on me with your eyes closed?" Jiang Hao asked, she seemed to have grabbed his braids and couldn't let go.

Ning Tao smiled wryly, and stopped bickering with her. He picked up the scalpel, pressed one hand on a place next to her wound, and held the scalpel in the other hand to prepare the knife. If it was a man lying on this small hospital bed, he would not hesitate to use the knife, but now his hands are shaking.

The scalpel finally cut it down.

"Hmm..." Jiang Hao made a vague and painful voice, and her brows were frowned.

Ning Tao took a deep breath, put down the scalpel, then grabbed the shrapnel with tweezers, and carefully pulled it out from her wound.

Jiang Hao suddenly stretched out a hand, grabbed Ning Tao's thigh, and grabbed Ning Tao's thigh so hard that his nails were almost embedded in his flesh.

Ning Tao grinned slightly, and said nervously: "You, what are you doing?"

Jiang Hao's voice trembled, "Hurry up, it hurts."

Ning Tao was nervous for a moment, and he lifted the hand holding the tweezers violently, and immediately pulled out the shrapnel.

"En!" Jiang Hao cried out in pain, her nails really pierced into Ning Tao's flesh.

Blood gushed out from the wound on Fenglong, instantly staining the snowy skin red. That picture, like an oval snow hill in the sunset, was instantly rendered red, incomparably magnificent.

Ning Tao didn't care about Jiang Hao's hand that pinched him, and pressed her wound cleanly, injecting special spiritual power into her wound to stop her bleeding and relieve her pain.

Jiang Hao quickly calmed down, and retracted that hand.

Ning Tao cleaned her up with a cotton ball dipped in povidone iodine, and then covered the wound with gauze and tape.

"Will it leave scars?" Jiang Hao asked, blushing.

Ning Tao said: "There should be scars."

"Ah? Then what should we do?" Jiang Hao suddenly became nervous.

Ning Tao took a white coat worn by medical staff, handed it to Jiang Hao, and then said with a smile: "The scar at that place is not important, and no one can see it."

Jiang Hao stared at Ning Tao, "Didn't you see it?"

Ning Tao, "..."

"By the way, can your beauty balm remove scars?"

Ning Tao said: "Yes, if you don't tell me, I will forget it. After the scar is formed, you can apply it once a day. I believe that the scar will be eliminated after a few times."

Jiang Hao got off the sickbed and put on a white coat, "I'm going to call others in, and I have to work hard for you to treat the soldiers." She took two steps with a limp, then turned around and added, "You have to Responsible."

Ning Tao was stunned on the spot, "Huh?"

Jiang Hao burst out laughing, "I'm talking about the wound, if I can't handle it well, you have to help me deal with it."

She left this sentence and left.

Ning Tao, who was teased, was still there in a daze, motionless.

Jiang Hao went out to heal, and two special forces guards carried a shot wounded into the medical room, shot in the abdomen, bloody.

In fact, Ning Tao should be the first to treat the wounded who were shot, but he was biased.

The special forces guard who was shot was lying on a small hospital bed, moaning in pain continuously from his mouth, the situation was very bad, "doctor, is this... alright?"

His life was threatened, but he was lying on such a hospital bed and receiving treatment in this simple infirmary. He would inevitably have doubts and worries.

Ning Tao put his hand on his wound, and while infusing him with special spiritual power, he comforted him, "Don't worry, I have cured more serious patients than you in this infirmary, and you will be fine. "

His special spiritual power not only relieved the pain of the special forces guard, but also relaxed the tense nerves of the special forces guard. The special forces quickly calmed down, and the effect was similar to that of injecting a tranquilizer.

Ning Tao took out the ledger slip from the small medicine box, put it on the lap of the special forces guard, took it off and opened it after a few seconds.

The contents of the diagnosis emerged on the bamboo slips in the account book: Zhang Chao, born on the eighth day of March in the Bingzi year, a loyal and filial person, the first good to honor his parents, counting ten points of good deeds; A total of fourteen points of kindness merits and virtues can be used to open a kindness prescription contract to eliminate merits for healing.

"Doctor, what are you looking at?" Soldier Zhang Chao asked curiously, his spirit improved a lot.

Ning Tao said: "This place is very remote, and it will take at least an hour for the ambulance from the hospital to arrive, but your condition will not survive that time. I can treat you, but I have my own rules for treating illnesses."

"What rules?" Zhang Chao asked.

Ning Tao said: "I will write you a prescription contract, and you need to sign it. However, after you sign, your merits will disappear. If you agree, I will write a prescription contract and you sign it. If If you disagree, I will help you get to the ambulance."

It is not as simple as taking shrapnel from the leg when the bullet penetrates the intestine. The medical conditions here simply cannot perform such an operation. If he wanted to treat this soldier, he had to enter the Tianwai Clinic.

Zhang Chao said: "What kind of merit, I don't believe in this, doctor, you can prescribe it, and I will sign the contract for the prescription. It will take more than an hour for the ambulance to come here, and it will take more than an hour to go back. I don't want to die while going to the hospital on the way."

Ning Tao took out the prescription sign, wrote out a prescription contract for kindness, and handed it and a pen to Zhang Chao.

Zhang Chao took a quick glance at the contract and signed the contract for the prescription of good thoughts. He handed the signed contract for the prescription of good thoughts to Ning Tao, and said, "I signed it, so hurry up and treat me. "

"No rush." ​​Ning Tao dipped a little blood on the trouser leg of his calf, and then raised his hand to draw a pattern of blood locks on the wall behind the small hospital bed.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Chao asked in surprise.

Ning Tao did not explain, he opened the door of convenience with the key of the clinic.

A pitch-black hole appeared on the wall, as if it had been burnt out by fire.

Zhang Chao's mouth suddenly opened wide, unable to close it.

Ning Tao pushed the small hospital bed into the door of convenience.

A few minutes later, Ning Tao pushed the small hospital bed back to the medical room. Zhang Chao lay unconscious on the bed, and there was not even a single bullet mark on his lower abdomen.

Ning Tao put a piece of gauze on Zhang Chao's lower abdomen, and then carried Zhang Chao out.

A group of special forces guards looked at Ning Tao who walked out of the infirmary in surprise, as well as Zhang Chao, his comrade-in-arms.

Ning Tao said: "He's fine, next."

This is the reward of a hard battle. These wounded soldiers have at least four good deeds to defend their homes and the country. Mosquitoes are meat even though they are small.

In fact, for these fighters, if they lose a few points of kindness and virtue to enter the Tianwai Clinic for treatment, it is definitely not a loss, but a gain. For nothing else, just the high-quality primary prescription pill that Ning Tao gave them will bring them great benefits. Their bodies will be healthier, their immunity will be strengthened, they will be far away from diseases, and they will even prolong their lives!