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He himself is not very old, but the high-ranking person's temperament is too strong and it is easy for people to ignore his own age, and his appearance is too extreme, and it is difficult to notice that he is only in his early twenties.

The old team doctor touched his earlobe, smiled, and waved to Qiao Nian: "Come here, little girl, I'll show you."

Qiao Nian walked over, and Ba Fengfu sat down.

"Where are you injured?" The old team doctor couldn't see where she was injured, so he simply asked her.

Qiao Nian turned sideways, her voice low and hoarse: "This arm."

The old team doctor looked a little serious when he saw the blood oozing from her shirt, but seeing that there was not much blood on the sleeve, he still thought it was a minor injury.

"Then take off your coat and let me see."

"kindness."

Qiao Nian also had a short-sleeved T-shirt outside her shirt. This was her usual habit of wearing a sweater, and she always liked to wear a T-shirt inside the sweater.

When she slowly took off her coat, the two people in the room realized how badly her right arm was injured.

There was a one-centimeter round wound above her arm, and it was only because of the cloth strips below that it did not bleed, but even this also caused the blood circulation in the arm to be poor, and the skin on the outside of the wound turned white... You can feel the pain just by looking at it.

The old team doctor couldn't believe how many times he looked at her, he couldn't imagine how a young girl could look like a normal person with such an eye injury.

Ye Wangchuan's eyes also turned cold, he curled his slender fingers, his eyelids twitched violently a few times, tried his best to suppress his emotions, and said hoarsely to the old team doctor: "Then I'll leave it to you!"

The old team doctor didn't dare to underestimate him now, and responded with a serious face: "Okay."

He cleaned the outside of the wound for Qiao Nian with the tools prepared on board, then cut off the necrotic carrion outside the wound with scissors, applied medicine to the wound, and finally wrapped the injured part layer by layer with gauze...

After he finished all this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he looked up.

The girl closed her eyes, but she didn't say a word even though her face was pale. Even when he cut off the carrion with scissors, she didn't cry out in pain.

This endurance... The old team doctor came from F continent and was used to seeing people who are not afraid of death, so they couldn't help admiring them.

He put away all the tools, and couldn't help saying to Ye Wangchuan: "Your girlfriend... not bad!"

Ye Wangchuan didn't speak, but looked at him and asked, "Do you want to hang her up?"

The old team doctor made sense after thinking about it, so he said to him: "Okay, I'll find an anti-inflammatory medicine for her, and you can hang up with her later."

He was quick to do things, and after a while, he rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find anti-inflammatory water and infusion injections, put on a drip for Qiao Nian, and then smiled at Ye Wangchuan: "You two talk slowly, I'll go out first."

Ye Wangchuan said: "Thank you."

The old team doctor waved his hand, said 'young man', turned around and didn't look back.

The sound of waves beating against the hull of the boat outside, Qiao Nian opened his eyes wearily, and leaned on the chair with his whole body relaxed, as if he had no interest in talking.

But she still pulled herself together, and glanced at the man who didn't say a word and pulled a chair to sit next to her with her black and white eyes: "Aren't you angry?"

Ye Wangchuan was really laughed at by her: "Is it useful for me to be angry? God Qiao won't take it easy."

Qiao Nian choked, and put her uninjured left hand on the back of the chair in embarrassment, thinking about how to explain it to him.

Ye Wangchuan pressed her on his shoulder at this moment, and said calmly: "Go to sleep first, I will watch the IV, and wake you up when the IV is finished."

(End of this chapter)