Even the healing department has to go to the battlefield

Chapter 51 There is still hope

In half an hour, Song Yuanyuan used her supernatural powers to wrap the wound.

Then the wound began to heal little by little.

After the wound healed, the green light completely disappeared, draining away the last bit of energy in Song Yuanyuan's body.

When she stood up, Song Yuanyuan felt her legs go numb, her vision went dark, and she was a little unsteady.

Her hands were also shaking. Song Yuanyuan found a chair and sat down. This action made her numb legs feel even more uncomfortable.

"Hiss——" Song Yuanyuan looked down at her legs, then reached out and pinched them.

"Are you okay?" Adjutant Li didn't have time to check his arm. He heard her hiss and looked at her and asked hurriedly.

"It's okay, my legs are numb and my hands are sore, it will be fine in a while." Song Yuanyuan waved her hand and said, "The anesthetic hasn't worn off yet, wait until it wears off and try your flexibility and reaction."

"This broken hand is very different from an unbroken one. The flexibility and reaction ability will be much slower than before. If you want to restore it to its original state, you can only do rehabilitation treatment on your own."

"You can't lift heavy objects during this period. After half a month, start with lighter objects. You will be able to return to normal within half a year." Song Yuanyuan talked about the precautions.

Adjutant Li looked down at his arm, unable to believe that it was reattached by a freshman.

"Thank you. Do you need any compensation?" Adjutant Li raised his head and looked at her seriously and asked.

"Oh, pay my medical expenses of 100 million star coins." Song Yuanyuan was not polite. She opened her terminal, clicked on the payment code and handed it over.

Adjutant Li felt a little amused when seeing her like this, but he still opened his terminal to pay her.

He also paid an extra 50 star coins. Looking at the extra star coins, Song Yuanyuan looked at him with some confusion.

"I'd like to treat you to a meal." Adjutant Li said calmly after retracting the terminal.

"Thank you." Song Yuanyuan thanked him and took out a bottle of pills she had made in the world of immortality from her system space and handed it to him, "It will strengthen your body and replenish your blood. One pill a day will be good for you."

Taking the bottle she handed over, Adjutant Li looked down at the small white bottle and rubbed it with his thumb.

"it is good."

A cool texture came from the palm of his hand, and the cool touch made Adjutant Li unable to let go.

"You have a good rest. I'll go check out Colonel Huo's poison." After taking a rest, Song Yuanyuan felt that most of her supernatural powers had recovered. Her feet were no longer numb, and her hands were no longer sore.

As she was knocking on the ward door, Adjutant Li called out to her, "Doctor Song—"

"What's the matter?" Song Yuanyuan turned to look at him and asked, then corrected him, "You can call me Doctor Hua."

"I have several comrades whose injuries are also serious..."

"Is it today or a long time ago?"

"For a long time."

Song Yuanyuan nodded to show that she understood. "Then wait a little longer. I have military training recently and don't have much time. When you are free, bring someone over so I can take a look. I will treat them if I can. Also, ask them to prepare 100 million yuan for treatment."

"Okay, add a friend?" asked Adjutant Li.

Song Yuanyuan agreed readily, and the two added each other as friends. Adjutant Li also nicknamed her "Dr. Hua".

After leaving the ward and asking which ward Colonel Huo was lying in, Song Yuanyuan walked over slowly.

When she arrived outside the ward but hadn't yet entered, Song Yuanyuan heard the doctors arguing inside.

Some people think there is no hope, while others think there is hope.

They were divided into two groups. Those who thought they were beyond help wanted to leave, but there were still so many people on the first floor waiting for treatment.

It was impossible to keep all the doctors here just for him. The few who thought he could still be saved hoped that they would stay and treat him together.

It's understandable that they don't want to give up on any patient, but they shouldn't ignore the lives of ordinary soldiers.

Listening to their quarrel, Song Yuanyuan frowned.

Song Yuanyuan didn't quite agree with the ideas of these three people. How could the country be stable without those soldiers?
If they are thrown away after use, it will discourage the soldiers.

"If you think there is hope, stay here and save them. I don't have time to fool around with you." A young-looking man shouted, then picked up his medical kit and left the ward. After leaving the ward, the man cursed, "You wasted my time, damn."

The remaining few people also left the ward one after another, and there were only three doctors left in the ward.

"Colonel Huo is in critical condition, and they still don't try to save him. Aren't there people helping on the first floor?" The speaker was a girl in a white coat, her face full of dissatisfaction.

In her eyes, Colonel Huo's life is more important.

The boy standing next to her frowned, looked at the man lying on the bed and said, "If they don't save him, we will!"

"Yes, I just saw Colonel Huo's hand move." said another boy who looked younger.

Song Yuanyuan shook her head. It seemed that he was an intern.

The three men checked Colonel Huo, who was unconscious on the bed, but still couldn't find anything.

His physical data remained the same as when he first arrived, with no changes.

"How is that possible? I clearly saw Colonel Huo's hand moving!" said the little boy in disbelief.

He took the instrument and checked again. It was still the same. He was shocked and kept muttering, "How could it be like this? Is there really no hope?"

The girl snatched the instrument from his hand and snorted, "Maybe the instrument is broken, change it."

As he said this, he handed over his instrument. The boy continued to check with the new instrument, and the result was still the same.

The patient is unconscious and his physical signs are declining.

"Is there really no hope as they say?" Another boy couldn't believe it. Is Colonel Huo really going to die?
Song Yuanyuan walked in, pulled the only chair next to the bed and sat down. Then, under their gaze, she raised her hand and placed it on Colonel Huo's wrist.

"Who are you?" The girl asked hurriedly when she saw someone suddenly appear, "Who told you to touch me?"

Song Yuanyuan ignored them and took the patient's pulse carefully.

After taking the pulse, Song Yuanyuan stared at the man lying on the hospital bed, not knowing what to say for a moment.

It can be saved, but it's very difficult.

It's another difficult task.

"He can still be saved, but the poison in his body is not something you can cure. Go to the first floor to help." Song Yuanyuan raised her head and looked at them seriously.

"Why should we listen to you? Who are you and what is your purpose in approaching our Colonel Huo?" the boy shouted at Song Yuanyuan.

"Are you planning to get us out of the way and kill Colonel Huo?"

Song Yuanyuan just smiled and then said, "Do you want to save him?"

"If you want to, get out of this ward. If you don't want to, stay here. Every minute you stay here, he's one minute closer to death."

This successfully frightened them.

At this time, Adjutant Li walked in from outside the ward. He looked at the three people with a gloomy face and said, "Did you hear what Doctor Hua said? Why don't you get out quickly?"

(End of this chapter)