To this end, Chang Jiawei stretched out his right hand to pull the other party's left and right arm to determine which hand was injured.

"What are you doing?" Shi Xu rushed up and used his body to block the action he was about to pull.

"I am an orthopedic, what are you afraid of? I'll help him see the injuries. See if he has hurt the bones and the nerves inside." Chang Jiawei said unhappily about the people of the Puwai Er. Why, does he care about his colleagues and have to be scolded?

Shi Xu didn't believe that he could have any kindness, so he continued to warn him to retreat with his eyes.

Chang Jiawei had no choice but to give up first.

"What do you think, Dr. Tan?" Fu Xinheng and Tao Zhijie asked.

"It's nothing." Tan Kelin described his injury in a faint tone, "just scratched his arm and scratched the road."

"Is it the right hand, Teacher Tan?" After seeing Teacher Tan come in, Xie Wanying kept staring at Teacher Tan's hands with both eyes. She saw that the teacher seemed to be the key to the injury of her right hand, and her whole heart was about to get up.

"Right hand!" Hearing her say this, Chang Jiawei pointed at Tan Kelin's right hand and said, "Take it out and take it out and take a look. Everyone can feel relieved about what your situation is."

Tan Kelin's lowered eyebrows and eyes were a little helpless. He knew that he could not hide it from these professional colleagues, but the first thing his students could see was that he was mixed with joy and sorrow. He was better than his own, and he performed it to the fullest in this student.

"Doctor Tan, let me see." Tao Zhijie made a serious request.

Shi Xu had no choice but to help him raise the sleeve of his right hand to expose his newly processed arm.

Everyone saw a surgical dressing about one finger long and attached to the outside of Tan Klin's forearm.

"How many stitches have you been sewn?" Seeing that his wound was so long, Tao Zhijie's voice became a little low.

Chang Jiawei did not wait for Tan Kelin to answer, and said anxiously: "I know he must be seriously injured. If he is mild, he needs to go back to the department to deal with it. It's enough to put a hemostatic patch on it."

It's a doctor. If it's a minor problem, it's never taken to heart, because it's well known about medical principles. If the small wound is disinfected, it will be cured by itself. The problem is obviously a hindsight. Shi Xu glared at Chang Jiawei again.

Seeing everyone holding on, Shi Xu replied on behalf of Tan Klin: "I sewed seven stitches."

Seven needles, many.

"Is the wound deep?" Fu Xinheng asked.

The dressing is stuck, no one can see it inside.

"Deep." Chang Jiawei snatched the words again, talking nonsense about his old classmate, and said, "Doesn't the wound be deep need a needle?"

Shi Xu couldn't bear it anymore: "You are trying to fan the flames, fearing that you won't be in trouble, right?"

"What's wrong? What word I just said is not the truth. He didn't pay attention to it and was injured. What's there to justify?"

"Do you think he wants it? How important is he? He was injured on the way back."

"Stop quarrel." Tan Klin said to the two of them.

The person involved spoke, and the others were calm first.

As a result, the office door was suddenly pushed open, and several people came in one after another.

Tan Kelin and Shi Xu turned around and saw that it was Cao Yong, Zhu Huicang, Yu Xuexian and others rushed in, and were surprised. They turned around and looked at Tao Zhijie and the others and asked: Did you notify me?

No. Everyone in the office denied it with certainty.
Chapter completed!