Princess Medical Doctor

Chapter 638: Open wide, heartache (Part 1)

Zhou Ping's condition was very bad. The wound was not only swollen and inflamed but also ulcerated. As soon as Lin Chujiu opened the quilt, she smelled the rotten scent.

The bandage wrapped around the wound had been untied, Lin Chujiu could clearly see the rotten flesh and bones on Zhou Ping's wound.

"What did you eat recently? What did you touch?" Lin Chujiu frowned, trying to touch the wound, only to find that she was not wearing gloves. She stretched out her hand halfway and took it back.

"No, I didn't touch anything, and I didn't eat anything." Zhou Ping stammered before uttering those words.

Even facing the most savage elephant soldiers and the fiercest cavalry in the Northern Country, Zhou Ping was not shy. But he was shy when he talked to Lin Chujiu who had a cold face.

Looking at Lin Chujiu's dark and calm eyes, Zhou Ping felt that he had no place to escape, and all his thoughts could be seen by Lin Chujiu.

"Did you really didn't eat anything? Didn't touch anything?" Lin Chujiu frowned as a trace of puzzlement flashed in her eyes.

Although she hadn't touched it yet, Zhou Ping's injury was a traumatic infection at first glance. She also visited Zhou Ping's injury 2 days ago. He was recovering well. But now, he has a traumatic infection. If it wasn't for eating the wrong thing or touching something that shouldn't be touched, what would it be?

"I, I…" Zhou Ping stammered again, but as soon as he uttered the word "I", he was interrupted by the soldier who came in carrying the medicine box: "Wangfei, your medicine box."

"Put it on the table." Lin Chujiu walked over and opened the medicine box, then put on her work clothes. At the same time, she put on the mask and gloves. Then picked up the surgical kit and walked to Zhou Ping's bed.

"Let me look at your wound." Lin Chujiu motioned everyone to move away. Then bent over and used tweezers to poke out Zhou Ping's wound. Lin Chujiu's face looked ugly: "There are soil and dead insects on your wound. Are you sure you haven't touched any dirty?"

Lin Chujiu used tweezers to pick up the corpse of the insect and put it on a plate: "You can think about what you have done these 2 days."

Without touching any dirty, Zhou Ping's wound wouldn't get dirt and insects.

"I…" Zhou Ping's eyes flickered and lowered his head. He didn't dare to look at Lin Chujiu.

Obviously, he was guilty, what else Lin Chujiu couldn't understand?

"If you don't say it, how will I treat you?" Lin Chujiu was annoyed, but she didn't show it on her face.

"I… the night before, I drank a little alcohol. Then when I came back from the bed, I fell and hit a wound." Zhou Ping didn't stutter this time, but his voice was as small as a mosquito. Except for Lin Chujiu, who was close to him. No one else heard his words.

"Drinking and falling?" Lin Chujiu sneered, "You really…not afraid of death. Do you really think that if your leg is bandaged, you will be able to return to normal?" Less than 5 days after the operation, he actually drank alcohol and knocked open the wound, then isn't he looking for death?

Lin Chujiu's tone remained unchanged, but anyone with a discerning eye could hear that Lin Chujiu was unhappy. The people who were standing at the back, retreated one after another or shrank themselves in the corner. Even Imperial Doctor Zhu also quietly stood aside, for fear of getting scolded.

He was a doctor. So of course, he knew how serious Zhou Ping's injury is. But at this time, he ran out for a drink and knocked open his wound. He was really looking for death. If he was his patient, he would beat to death with a stick.

Does he think doctors were omnipotent people, that he doesn't need to care about his body and toss with his life, then expect them to save him?