Double treasures are coming: the group-loving mommy has lost her vest again

"Well, it's swollen like a big steamed bun here, which means the nerves inside are broken and need to be sawed off."

Qin Ping gestured again and again, while pretending to shake his head heavily.

With the most innocent and soft voice, he said the most frightening words.

"You're lying! I don't want my legs amputated! I don't want it! Wuwuwu..."

The girl was so frightened that she burst into tears. She didn't notice that Qin Ping secretly stuck out his tongue after succeeding in his prank.

Qin An sighed helplessly, stepped forward, and while the girl was crying, he decisively moved her sprained joint back into place.

"She lied to you. Your foot is fine. It's just dislocated. Now I'll help you reset it. Go back and have a good rest. Don't walk or exert force for the next two days. It will be fine in a week."

After Qin An finished summarizing lightly, he pulled Qin Ping and walked towards another patient.

"Hey! Don't leave!"

The girl put away her tears and staggered to get up, but was "dissuaded" by the stinging sensation on her feet and fell back to her original place.

She was scared and anxious, so she raised her voice and shouted to them: "How do I know what you said is right! What if you damage my foot and I can't walk anymore?"

Hearing the girl questioning Qin An's medical skills, Qin Ping was so angry that he immediately turned around, put his hands on his hips, and confidently defended Qin An's name.

"An'an's medical skills are the best. Even Grandpa Qi said he is a genius. Huh, if you treat your kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs, your feet should be broken!"

"You are not doctors, how do I know whether his technique is normal or not? What if my foot is disabled..."

The girl's questioning voice became quieter and quieter. In the end, it was like the sound of a mosquito, making it hard to hear.

"Your feet shouldn't hurt now."

"how do you know?"

The girl blurted out, and when she raised her eyes, she just met Qin An's probing gaze.

She felt a little guilty and subconsciously avoided his eyes. At the same time, she changed the subject: "It doesn't hurt now, but that doesn't mean it won't hurt tonight or tomorrow."

"If you are worried, you can ask Mr. Yin to take a look at it again. We are very busy."

After saying that, Qin An withdrew his gaze coldly and continued to focus on checking the condition of the patient at hand.

Compared to the girl, the guard's injuries were obviously more serious.

He seemed to have been unconscious for a long time.

Qin An touched his forehead, it was very hot.

He had broken bones in many places, and his abdomen was still bleeding. Sand, gravel, dust, and blood were mixed all over his body.

For a moment, Qin An had a headache.

Because he didn't know how to start or where to start...

Qin An frowned in trouble and bit his lip anxiously.

At this time, a chubby hand stretched out, touched his forehead, and rubbed it.

"An'an, don't frown. Frowning will make you look older and make you less handsome."

Qin Ping's soft and waxy voice was mixed with a hint of affirmation, which made Qin An, who was deeply in trouble, relax a little.

"I believe An An! An An is the best!"

An encouraging and brilliant smile appeared on Qin Ping's cute face, which instantly illuminated the gloom in Qin An's head.

"Well, I'll try."

Qin An took several deep breaths, then ran to the side and picked up a bottle of water, carefully washing away the mud and sand mixture on the patient's abdomen, completely "exposing" the real wound.

They both took a closer look and gasped at the same time.

"It's steel bars. Tsk, tsk, tsk, he's dead!"

A familiar and abrupt semi-joking voice came to my ears.