Hearing the crisp sound, Gu Xiaoyou knew that the wrist was connected.

She breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, the wrist is connected."

"That's good, I don't feel anything at all." Zhu Cheng said unexpectedly.

Except for the initial pain when his wrist was grabbed and the soreness and swelling later on, he didn't feel much pain the moment it was connected.

Gu Xiaoyou moved his wrist and said proudly: "I learned my technique from the most powerful director of our hospital."

I remember when I was an intern in the emergency department, the director of the outpatient department was more skillful than her.

Because it looked very much like the moves in martial arts movies, Gu Xiaoyou specially learned this skill from his master.

I didn’t expect that it would actually be used in ancient times.

"Director?" Zhu Cheng asked curiously: "This chief doctor is really amazing."

"What doctor, his surname is Wang... Ouch, what are you talking about? Just turn your wrist and let me see."

"Okay." Zhu Cheng carefully turned his wrist. Unexpectedly, the wrist that could not move just now could slowly turn half a circle.

Zhu Cheng wanted to turn again, but he couldn't turn anymore. He grimaced in pain.

Gu Xiaoyou held Zhu Cheng's elbow and squeezed his wrist: "The dislocation is healed, but your injury is so serious, it should be a soft tissue contusion."

"What's the bruise?" Zhu Cheng asked confused.

"It's just a muscle strain." Gu Xiaoyou explained.

Zhu Cheng frowned, and his pale face looked better: "Then can I still drive?"

Gu Xiaoyou shook his head: "It can't be done for the time being. I have to rest. After the swelling subsides, I will have to rest for a while. It will take a hundred days to break my muscles and bones."

"What about my goods? My express delivery station..." Zhu Cheng's face turned ugly again and he said anxiously.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it." Gu Xiaoyou patted Zhu Cheng on the shoulder.

"Thank you, Boss Gu, sorry for bothering you."

Zhu Cheng was relieved. Although he could no longer deliver goods, he was relieved that the express station was managed by Boss Gu.

"Let's go to the hospital. I'll prescribe you some medicine and apply some medicinal wine."

Gu Xiaoyou stretched out her hand to help Zhu Cheng up, while Zhou held Zhu Cheng's other side. Zhu Cheng's ears felt hot as he was being taken care of by the two bosses.

As soon as he stood firm, he avoided the arms of Gu Xiaoyou and Zhou, and said sheepishly: "I just injured my wrist, but I can still walk."

"Okay, let's go." Gu Xiaoyou took back his hand and walked out of the room first.

Mrs. Zhou worriedly followed Zhu Cheng. If Zhu Cheng was unsteady, she could help him at any time.

It's a pity that Zhou's efforts were wasted. Zhu Cheng followed Gu Xiaoyou back to the hospital with steady steps.

Gu Xiaoyou arranged Zhu Cheng into a small room in the backyard of the hospital. As she walked to the front yard, she took out her mobile phone to search for prescriptions.

Zhou followed her: "Xiaoyou, is there anything I can do?"

Gu Xiaoyou had already found the prescription and said while grabbing the medicine: "Sister Zhou, apply the medicinal wine on Zhu Cheng. Don't rub it after applying it. When it dries, apply it with a cold towel."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Mrs. Zhou found the medicinal wine and walked quickly towards the backyard.

Gu Xiaoyou grabbed the prescription and went to the kitchen to cook the medicine.

In the room, Mrs. Zhou took medicinal wine and applied medicine to Zhu Cheng's wounds meticulously.

Zhu Cheng's eyes were on Zhou's body. There was no expression on his dark face, only the roots of his ears were slightly red.

Neither of them spoke. Apart from the smell of medicinal wine, there was also some vague ambiguity in the air.

The ambiguity was soon broken. Gu Xiaoyou walked in with a medicine bowl, and the strong smell of Chinese medicine filled the whole room.

Mrs. Zhou has already applied the medicinal wine and is holding a towel to give Zhu Cheng a cold compress.

"Zhu Cheng, drink the medicine." Gu Xiaoyou handed the medicine bowl directly to Zhu Cheng.

Zhu Cheng subconsciously wanted to take it, but Zhou brought it over directly: "Your hand is injured, let me do it."

"Thank you, Boss Zhou." Zhu Cheng's face was dark and red.

Mrs. Zhou brought it over, blew on it, and fed it to Zhu Cheng with a spoon to drink.

After Zhu Cheng finished drinking the medicine, Gu Xiaoyou looked at his wrist and asked with concern: "How did you get hurt?"

Hearing Gu Xiaoyou's question, the thoughts in Zhu Cheng's heart dimmed, and he frowned and said: "I went to deliver goods today. I was only ten miles out of the city when I was surrounded by a group of people. They stopped my horse and rushed

I cursed, I wanted to leave directly, but they jumped on the carriage and started beating people. I couldn't beat them alone, and they robbed the goods and injured my wrist. I waited until they were gone before I drove back..."

Gu Xiaoyou listened without saying a word and asked in a deep voice: "Have you provoked anyone?"

Zhu Cheng thought for a while and said puzzledly: "Probably not, I'm very busy delivering goods every day, so I didn't offend anyone?"

"I'm very busy delivering goods every day..." Gu Xiaoyou muttered subconsciously, and suddenly remembered something.

"It's so abominable!" Gu Xiaoyou's eyes darkened, and her face became a little ugly.

"Boss Gu, have you thought of anything?" Zhu Cheng asked puzzledly, and Mrs. Zhou on the side also looked at her with concern.

Gu Xiaoyou came back to his senses: "It's okay, I already have a rough idea. Your goods have been robbed. Do you know which goods?"

"Where can the accounting master keep records?"

"Okay, I'll go to the bookkeeper and ask for the order, and you'll stay in the hospital to recuperate."

"Sister Zhou, take good care of Zhu Cheng..." Gu Xiaoyou said a few words and hurried away.

As soon as Gu Xiaoyou left, Zhou and Zhu Cheng were left in the room. The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was awkward for some reason.

It was Mrs. Zhou who was the first to break the silence: "You haven't had dinner yet, I'll make you something to eat."

As Zhou said, she stood up, picked up the medicine bowl and left.

"No need, Boss Zhou, I'm not hungry, hiss..."

Zhu Cheng quickly stood up to stop him, but accidentally cut his wound.

Zhou asked with concern: "Are you okay? Your wrist hurts again?"

"It's not my wrist, it's my back..."

Zhu Cheng rubbed his back with his good right hand.

Zhou quickly stepped forward and carefully pressed Zhu Cheng's back a few times. Zhu Cheng grimaced in pain.

Zhou said dissatisfiedly: "Why didn't you tell me if you had other injuries on your body?"

"I...I forgot." Zhu Cheng scratched his head naively.

Mrs. Zhou picked up the medicinal wine and said to Zhu Cheng: "Take off your shirt and let me apply medicine to you."

Zhu Cheng's ears felt hot: "I can just be a native."

"How can you apply it on your back? You'll still hurt one of your hands."

Zhou directly opened Zhu Cheng's shirt and saw several bruises on his body.

After pouring the medicinal wine into the palms of her hands and rubbing it to warm it, Ms. Zhou said softly: "Be patient, it may hurt a little."

"It's okay..." Zhu Cheng's ears were already red and he sat stiffly on the bed.
Chapter completed!