Wang Yan was not convenient to give Fu Yushi a hug, so he had to pull her down and gently pat her back.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm here... How did I get hurt? Can I recall it?"

If you find something to do with her brain, your fear will no longer be so strong.

Fu Yushi recalled carefully and quickly sorted out the causes and consequences.

"It's almost 12 o'clock. Ina and the others have just left. I, Yuanyuan, Nawu, Lulu, Yutong, two seniors, about 7 or 8 girls."

"Then Chen Yuhang brought a friend in a bit swaying and got together with Huang Xu and the others."

"Yutong seems to have some thoughts about Huang Xu. One of the two senior sisters is whose girlfriend, and the other one is a little confused about Lu Yichen."

"I don't know what happened in the middle. Nawu and I were chatting, but it should be because of the quarrel caused by the girl."

"There is a little bitch named Xiaoke from Lu Yichen. Chen Yuhang exploded and threw a beer bottle over."

"Then I don't know if it was that Xiaoke, so he smashed a square cup directly. Chen Yuhang avoided it, but the cup hit Nawu's head directly."

"We didn't react there at all, Nago just... woo..."

"When I was hiding, I sprained my ankle and then I cut a few holes in my leg with broken glass..."

Fu Yushi sobbed sobs violently.

Although this girl is calm and strong, she has her limits after all. Fighting, bleeding and serious injuries are beyond her response.

"It's okay, you've done a great job! Leave it to me next, I'm here."

Wang Yan coaxed her softly, reviewing the process in his mind, and basically knew it.

Chen Yuhang was driving the manic young master who was racing the time he drove the 911gt3rs.

Wang Yan has learned about the style of cursing people when he opens his mouth, and is extremely disgusted.

Then why does Mr. Lu have someone to ignite the fire, but Chen Yuhang won't explode.

The only question is...Why did Ya come to Windsor?

Besides, how are Vivi and Lin Bozhou?

"I don't know why Chen Yuhang came."

Fu Yushi shook her head.

"Vivi is far away and is rushing here. Brother Zhou doesn't seem to be injured much, and he didn't see it just now..."

"Where are the patients' families?!"

The doctor came out of the CT department and interrupted the conversation between the two.

Wang Yan quickly helped Fu Yushi up and rushed over and asked, "Doctor, how about my friend?"

The doctor was a gentle middle-aged man with a very relaxed expression.

"The result has to be waited, but according to my personal judgment, the intracranial injury should not be serious. Currently, bleeding is all trauma. The worst possible is moderate concussion, which will not be in danger of life. Please relax."

Wang Yan was not sure if this was a doctor's "habitually good words", but his heart was finally let go of half.

The eldest young man took the initiative to stretch out his hands and hold the other person's right hand.

"Thank you very much. My housekeeper is arranging the ward. What is the next process?"

When the doctor heard the word "Butler" and looked up in surprise, he then smiled gently.

"Detectomy and hemostasis and infusion observation, there is no need for surgery without intracranial injury, and it is not complicated."

After a pause, he seemed to be weighing something, and finally spoke up and said something more.

"The little girl is pretty. If the concussion is not very serious, then the most troublesome thing is the wound recovery problem."

Fu Yushi's expression changed drastically: "You mean..."

"Well... the fragments of the glass scraped three wounds on the side of her forehead. I took a brief look and found that the wound was quite deep and might leave scars."

"ah?!"

Fu Yushi was completely stunned.

As a beautiful girl with a score of 96, she knows too much about the horror of scars to beauties.

It is not only a blow to appearance, but also a huge psychological harm.

However, Wang Yan remained calm and sincerely asked the doctor: "Doctor, is there any way to avoid that situation?"

The doctor scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Scars are medically complex and unsolvable. There is currently no special medicine to remove scars. It can be said that as long as the wound is deep and the muscle layer, scars will inevitably be left."

"The specific status of the scar is related to intraoperative treatment, personal constitution, and drug use."

"I can only guarantee that if the girl is not a scar constitution and the doctor who performs debridement and suture is a master, then at least she can make the scar even and shallow, and not be particularly ugly."

"Thank you so much!"

When Wang Yan thanked him, he glanced at the dave who was rushing to come and immediately waved to the other party.

The doctor looked back and was about to say goodbye, but Wang Yan grabbed him.

"Please wait a moment."

When Dave walked up to him, Wang Yan took the bag, took out a whole stack of RMB from it, and then stuffed it into the doctor's white coat.

"I would like to ask you one more thing: Which doctor in your hospital has the best surgical skills? Can you please help us come to the emergency department?"

The middle-aged doctor was completely stunned.

Wang Yan had no other way, but he didn't need any other way.

The power of money is to use this kind of place.

"Please help me!"

The doctor finally realized and hurriedly took out the money and stuffed it back to Wang Yan.

"Don't mess around, don't mess around! You can help, we can't receive red envelopes from patients!"

Wang Yan glanced up at the surveillance monitor and knew it immediately.

He didn't bother with the doctor, took the pile of money, put it back in his bag, and then ordered dave.

"Dave, remember the doctor's name and contact information. After get off work in the morning, please send the doctor home and express your gratitude for me."

Dave understood it and nodded to the doctor and smiled: "Don't worry, our Young Master Wang never lets your friends help in vain. May I ask your surname?"

"You are kind to you, please don't have your surname Zhang."

Dr. Zhang shook hands with Dave, thought for a while, and reminded Wang Yan: "It may take two numbers at a time for our surgeon in the middle of the night."

Wang Yan smiled.

He turned around and ordered dave: "Prepare 5 numbers."

Dr. Zhang was stunned, then shook his head and sighed, took out his cell phone to dial.

"Director Chen, there's something..."

Wang Yan ignored how the other party communicated and pulled the stunned Fu Yushi to push Nawu's stretcher bed.

The silly Xiong Da, who is usually very active, is lying on the bed in a drowsy manner. His wound is simply covered with cotton gauze, and half of his face is covered with blood that is about to be dried.

Huang Xu, Chen Yuhang, Lu Yichen, I, you uncle!

Seeing Nawu's pitiful appearance, Wang Yan's heart suddenly became angry, and he wanted to kill those stupid people to death.

In anger, the stretcher bed was creaking.

Suddenly, Wang Yan covered a small hand with the back of his hand.

The slender fingers gently stroked Wang Yan's skin, and the smooth and cold touch made Wang Yan's mind clear.

"Wang Wang, don't do this, you have to calm down, you have to deal with everything that follows..."

Fu Yushi spoke timidly and rarely saw such vivid expressions on her face.

Wang Yan looked at her for a moment and nodded.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

It happened that Dr. Zhang had called and came back with joy to report: "Director Chen will be in the Third Hospital's family community. You can arrive in 15 minutes. Let's go directly to the emergency room and wait!"

"Okay, thank you very much!"

Wang Yan hurriedly pushed Nawu and followed Dr. Zhang.

"Doctor, why is my friend still in a coma?"

"That is a self-defense mechanism of the human body, and the little girl has lost a lot of blood, her head is shocked, and a short-term coma and lethargy are normal. Don't worry too much."

Dr. Zhang comforted her aloof words, and her attitude became more enthusiastic.

"Young man and girl, please relax. Our Director Chen's skill in sewing can be ranked in the entire imperial capital. The technical details of this matter are too complicated. I won't tell you in detail. Anyway, it can definitely ensure that the scars are thin and shallow, and that fat centipedes will not appear."

Fu Yushi exhaled a heavy breath of turbid breath.
To be continued...