Women's Prison Male Doctor

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"Hiss, it hurts a bit, but it feels so good to be alive." The injured man grinned and smiled, but the smile appeared on that pale face, but it was uglier than crying.

"Be patient, the pain is still early." I said.

I chatted with the injured man for a while, trying to reduce his pain by distracting him.

During the chat, I learned that the injured man's nickname was Bahu, and he was an underground boxer. Later, because his girlfriend was bullied by members of the Dragon and Tiger Gang, he hit the gate of the Dragon and Tiger Gang alone.

The result is obvious, who are the Dragon and Tiger Gang?

Bahu alone is no match for those gangsters who don't even want face.

Five minutes had passed since he aggressively attacked the door, when Bahu was chased and killed by members of the Dragon and Tiger Gang with steel pipes and machetes.

If it wasn't for meeting me, even if Bahu could escape the pursuit of the Dragon and Tiger Gang, he would still bleed to death on the street in the end.

Just looking at the pissing nature of the Dragon and Tiger Gang, they will definitely block all the hospitals in the first place to surround the Tyrannosaurus.

"By the way, first settle the operation fee I just paid, you don't have to pay more, just 2 yuan will do." I said to Bahu.

2 yuan is not much compared to Bahu's injury. If it weren't for my superb medical skills, Bahu would have died long ago.It can be said that Bahu's life was bought with 2 yuan.

After Bahu heard that I opened my mouth to ask for medical expenses, this domineering man blushed very rarely.

"Well, can the medical expenses be paid after I recover? I don't have any money right now." Ba Hu said embarrassingly.

"What the hell? Could it be that you still want to renege on your debt?" I asked back.

If the Bahu recovers from his illness, eats dry, wipes clean, rubs oil on the soles of his feet and runs away, who am I going to ask for money?

The most important thing is that Bahu's injury won't heal within three to two months. During his recuperation period, I not only have to provide him with the medicines he needs for treatment, but also take care of his food and drink.

How can he save lives and heal the wounded? He is clearly saving an ancestor!

The most important thing is that I can't drive the Tyrant out yet, I can only keep him.

"Doctor, I'm really not a debtor. I'll go to a boxing match as soon as I recover from my injury, and earn money to pay back the debt." Bahu quickly explained.

After I remembered Bahu's identity as a boxer, I immediately paid attention to it.

It doesn't matter if you don't have money, you can work part-time to pay off your debts. There are not so many rules in underground boxing matches. There are even examples in many areas where underground boxers beat their opponents into severe disabilities in order to win the match.

In order to win the boxing match, boxers use extremely fierce moves. This kind of person is the most suitable to be used as a bodyguard.

"Well, anyway, you don't have any money now. After you recover from illness, you will be my bodyguard for a year. During this period, not only will I not charge medical expenses, but I will also pay you [-] yuan a month as a salary." I said.

A look of surprise appeared on Bahu's face, and he asked excitedly: "Really? If you really give me a salary of [-], then I will stop punching in the future. I have worked so hard to fight to the death for a month and I haven't done it yet." Your salary is high."

After hearing Bahu's words, I suddenly had a bad feeling in my heart.

The salary of an underground boxer is closely related to his strength. The more powerful a boxer earns, the more money he earns. If an underground boxer can’t earn 1 yuan a month, his strength can be said to be as weak as his grandma’s.

The medical expenses and nutrition expenses of underground fighters alone cost more than [-] a month.

"You, you shouldn't be a sandbag..." I looked at the Tyrant lying motionless on the bed, a little speechless.

The human punching bag is a profession derived from underground boxing matches. People who engage in this profession have only one requirement, that is, to be able to take a beating, and to have strong willpower and not feel pain.

The function of the human sandbag is to be beaten on stage to highlight the toughness of the opponent. Every game can only be lost but not won.

Having said that, this tyrannical tiger has such strong willpower, it looks like a seedling for a human sandbag.

Bahu's complexion instantly became extremely ugly, and he said in a low voice: "Doctor, you can look down on me being poor, but you can't insult my career!"

"Since you think so, I, Tyrant, don't care for the pity of people like you."

Bahu was about to stand up on the bed as he said that, but his face turned pale from the pain of the wound just as he sat halfway through.

Seeing this, I hurriedly stepped forward and pushed him down on the bed. If the Bahu dies, I will ask someone for medical expenses.

The most important thing is that talents are more valuable than banknotes these days. No matter how powerful this tyrant is, just relying on this amazing willpower is worth my investment.

Even if you can't protect my safety in the future, you can still be beaten for me, right?

"It's okay if you want to die, first pay back my medical expenses, otherwise you can take good care of your injuries, and work for me to pay off the debts after you recover from your injuries." I said something to Bahu and left the operating room.

"The grace of saving my life will never be forgotten!" Bahu's voice came from behind me.

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I had nothing to say all night, and I was called up by Xiao Su early the next morning.

Originally, I was staying at Zhang Shuang's home, but because I wanted to save the tyrant yesterday, I temporarily stayed in the Jishi Medical Center for one night.

Xiao Su said that the Tyrant's wound had opened again, and Ouyang Qing was already grinding Chinese medicine to treat the Tyrant's wound.

After hearing this, I didn't even bother to wash my face, and hurried to the operating room.

After I ran to the operating room and found that Ouyang Qing hadn't treated Bahu, I was relieved.

It is medicine that is three-point poisonous, and medicine should not be used indiscriminately, especially the mixed use of Chinese and Western medicine.

In the event of a situation where the medicines are mutually restraining, the Tyrannical Tiger's weak body is likely to die because of it.

"Hurry up and put on the hemostat, give me tampons and alcohol."

I looked at Bahu's reddened wound, and quickly took his temperature.

After seeing the 40-degree watermark column on the thermometer, my heart immediately cooled down.

Tyrant's wound is inflamed!

Chapter 468 Wound Inflammation

The worst thing happened, the Tyrant's wound was not only inflamed, but he also suffered from complications.

Now it is just a high fever, and if it is not treated in time, the wound will deteriorate.

Looking at this Tyrant who has become confused and talking nonsense, I couldn't help feeling worried.

I originally planned to focus on plastic surgery here, and I didn't have such a complete range of treatment equipment. Now only by sending the Bahu to a hospital with complete medical equipment can the deterioration of the wound be effectively curbed.

"Go get some aspirin." I said to Xiao Su.

At this moment, Ouyang Qing walked in with a large bowl of black paste-like objects.

"I just prepared some anti-inflammatory drugs with Bupleurum, Andrographis paniculata, and Folium Folium. I will apply it to control the condition first."

While Ouyang Qing was speaking, she took out a handful of ointment from the basin and was about to apply it on Tyrant's wound.