Zhang Ling's eyes were really sharp.
That man had been cut open five days ago.
Su Cheng stitched up his wound.
He looked around as if he was looking for someone.
When she saw Su Cheng, she immediately walked over.
"Doctor Su, it's been five days since my wound was cut. It's time to remove the stitches, right? I listened to your instructions, but I didn't dare to drink.”
the man said with a smile.
The elastic cap that he had used to bandage his wound was long gone.
A lock of hair was missing from his scalp, making him look very comical.
Zhang Ling immediately stepped forward and said,
"I was waiting for you. Come, follow me to the treatment room to remove the stitches.”
Su Cheng had used a simple interrupted suture on the man's wound.
The wound on his scalp was covered by his hair, so he didn't pay much attention to it.
Some of the hair that was cut off when he stitched up the wound had already grown back.
His wounds were also healing well.
After disinfecting his scalp, Su Cheng quickly removed the stitches.
He found that other than the needle eye that was left after the stitches were removed, there did not seem to be any scars left.
Su Cheng carefully pulled his hair and looked at it. Only then did he realize that there seemed to be a faint mark.
He took a very careful look before he could tell.
If one didn't look carefully, they wouldn't be able to notice it at all. Moreover, there was still hair blocking it.
"This should be the effect of the scar fading. It's indeed not easy to notice.”Su Chengxin thought.
Zhang Ling also hurried forward and carefully examined the wound.
After looking at it for a while, he immediately said in surprise,
"Su Cheng, did you notice that his wound didn't leave a scar? You're really amazing!”
If the first one was luck, the second one still didn't leave a scar!
What did this mean?
This meant that Su Cheng definitely had a unique skill that could suture the wound without leaving a scar.
Su Cheng smiled.
Zhang Ling probably didn't notice that faintly discernible mark.
"Take a closer look. There is still a faint mark. You just didn't notice it.”
Hearing Su Cheng's words, Zhang Ling immediately lowered his head and pulled the man's hair to take a closer look.
"No, doctor, have you removed the thread? What are you guys doing?"
The man was a little dissatisfied.
"Don't move!"
Zhang Ling shouted," Let me show you how your wound is healing. What are you doing?"
The man immediately fell silent.
Zhang Ling carefully removed his hair and took a look.
"Eh, it's true." If one did not look carefully, one would not be able to see that there was a mark.”
"But even so, Su Cheng, your suturing skills are too amazing! I've never seen anyone who could close up without leaving any scars.”
Su Cheng waved his hand and said,"Alright, alright. Let him go." It should be because this big brother's physique was good that he recovered so well.”
She then said to the man," Don't wash your hair for the next two days when you go back. Wait until the needle marks are completely healed before you wash your hair. There's nothing else."”
The man's wound was on the top of his head, so he couldn't see it. He thanked him and left.
After the man walked away, Zhang Ling said,"Su Cheng, your suturing skills are so good. In the future, you can treat all external injuries."?”
"Don't! I'll die of exhaustion!”
Zhang Ling burst out laughing.
"I was just joking with you. Look at how scared you are.”
Wang Ziqiao walked over.
"Su Cheng, let's go. Director Jiang is doing his ward rounds!”
"Don't you think our hospital is very despicable? We even accept mental patients. Shouldn't mental patients go to mental hospitals?”
Wang Ziqiao complained as he walked.
"Are you saying that our department has accepted a mental patient?" Su Cheng asked.”
"That's right. He admitted that he's mentally ill. He insisted that he had already been cured, but now he kept saying that his two faces were different.”
"Isn't he acting up again?”
"Why do you think he's staying in our department? What if he has schizophrenia? He has violent tendencies and is very dangerous to us.”
Even though he was complaining, as a doctor, since the patient had come, he had to let him take a look.
In Sucheng, Wang Ziqiao and the others followed Jiang Xiaoqi to check on the ward one by one.
When they arrived in front of the psychopath, Wang Ziqiao said,""Director Jiang, this is the Zhao Guoying I told you about.”
Jiang Xiaoqi looked at the medical record and asked,"Zhao Guoying, 39 years old, right?"
"Why are you discharged today after being admitted yesterday?”
Zhao Guoying was very excited.
"Your people said that I had mental illness and didn't want to see me. I had to go to another hospital.”
Wang Ziqiao had already told Jiang Xiaoqi about Zhao Guoying's situation.
She knew that he had a history of mental illness, but she still asked,""Where are you feeling unwell?"
"Doctor, my nose, ears, and face are all uncomfortable," said Zhao Guoying.”
"What happened to my ears, nose, and face?”
Zhao Guoying looked a little strange.
"The ears, nose, and face are not mine. They belong to someone else.”
Wang Ziqiao and Qiao Na tried their best to hold back their laughter.
His face, nose, and ears were not his, but someone else's. Wasn't he mentally ill?
Jiang Xiaoqi was the only one who could ask patiently. If it were anyone else, they would have sent him away long ago.
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