The Only Favourite Ugly Husband

Jiang Zhen is not a specialist doctor, even amateur. What he has now is amateur.

It was doomed that he could not stitch up too many people.

While Jiang Zhen was sewing wounds, people were dying on the boat, and the main cause of those deaths was excessive blood loss.

Watching the people around you die one by one, everyone is in a bad mood, as is Jiang Zhen.

This ancient, more dangerous than he thought.

Jiang Zhen clearly realized that he must be more careful in the future. Otherwise… in this very poor medical condition, perhaps an inadvertent person will die.

Jiang Zhenzheng thought that a crew member who needed him to stitch the wound had quietly lost his breath.

Jiang Zhen stopped his movements. He couldn't help but wash his hands with white hair and foam. He washed his hands twice with boiled water again. At the same time, he began to look for Brother Zhao Jin in the crowd.

Brother Zhao Jin has always been very adhesive to him, he is always inseparable from him, but I don't know why he didn't stay with him at this time...

Is it because you're afraid? Jiang Zhen looked around and found that many people looked at their faces full of fear. Very few people could stand beside themselves at this time.

After all... the way he drums people's wounds, it looks kind of bloody scary.

Jiang Zhen glanced and saw that Brother Zhao Jin was helping clean the deck not far away.

Perhaps he felt his gaze. Brother Zhao Jin looked up at him. He seemed to want to laugh, but it was probably because the atmosphere was too heavy now that he didn't laugh out. He quickly lowered his head and stopped looking at Jiang Zhen's side.

Brother Zhao Jin's face was a little pale and looked tired, but nothing was in the way... Jiang Zhen let go and lost some - Brother Zhao Jin... seemed a little scared and afraid to come near him.

However, the first time he encountered something like this, he would feel uncomfortable and normal... Jiang Zhen slowed down, wanted to suture the next person, then was told that there were no more people who needed to suture the wound.

The sun is getting bigger and bigger, two hours after the end of the battle in the morning, those who were previously sentenced to death by Dr. Hu, how can it last so long without the wounds stitched up?

“You go get some rest.” Zheng Yi was a rare person who did not dislike the scene. He stood beside Jiang Zhen all the time. At this time, he looked at Jiang Zhen in a complicated way.

Because Jiang Zhen stitched up the wound, and then died three more times, the people on the boat still don't think that Jiang Zhen can really save people.

But he clearly saw that those who stitched the wound had much less bleeding.

Most of them, though unconscious, are still alive.

Perhaps... Jiang Zhen could really save people.

Zheng Yi looked at Jiang Zhen like he was looking at a baby.

Jiang Zhen nodded, he was too tired to rest.

Jiang Zhen took the water and poured it over his head and washed himself. Then he took off his wet coat and walked towards Zhao Jin with his pants.

Brother Zhao Jin kept an eye on Jiang Zhen. At this time, he hastily stopped the motion on his hand and glanced at Jiang Zhen with some embarrassment.

“Let's go.” Jiang Zhen laughed. Before, he was worried that Brother Zhao Jin would be afraid of himself. Now it seems superfluous.

He clearly saw Zhao Jin blushing at himself, but he was not afraid.

Anyone who participated in the battle last night can go to rest. Brother Zhao Jin did not go to rest to help outside just to wait for Jiang Zhen. Now he is leaving, nobody said anything.

“Jiang Zhen...” Brother Zhao Jin came to Jiang Zhen and walked with Jiang Zhen to the cabin.

“Brother Kim, come on, let me lean on it.” Jiang Zhen reached out to Brother Zhao Jin.

Brother Zhao Jin hurriedly held Jiang Zhen, and he had just stabilized the person and heard a vomit.

The two maids beside Zheng Yi made vomiting noises.

The maids followed Zheng Yi all the time, not injured, but were frightened by the bloody scene. The smell of blood made them suffer even more. They couldn't help but begin to vomit.

But even if they vomit, they're still doing their job —— at this point, they're cleaning up the cabin for the injured.

Brother Zhao Jin has been very uncomfortable since the battle ended. He always felt like he had something on his throat and wanted to throw up.

When Jiang Zhen stitched the wound before, he even saw the flesh, and he had even vomited many times. That's why he didn't go to Jiang Zhen to help, and even hid from Jiang Zhen when Jiang Zhen saved people.

Jiang Zhen saved lives there, but he vomited beside him. How bad is that?

After trying not to see the wounded, Zhao Jin was much better. Although he still wanted to vomit, at least he could bear it. But when he heard the maids vomit, he couldn't bear to dry and vomit again.

“Brother Kim?” Jiang Zhen frowned and looked at Brother Zhao Jin: “What's wrong? ”

“I'm fine.” Brother Zhao Jin: “It's just a little uncomfortable. ”

Brother Zhao Jin had not slept or eaten for a long time, and had seen a very bloody scene before... Jiang Zhen thought that he had vomited for the first time when he had killed, and soothed: “It's okay, things are over. ”

Brother Zhao Jin nodded and was feeling a little better. He saw the two maids vomiting in the cabin and was lifted out by one person.

When someone died, his death warrant was still a little miserable, his face was cut to pieces of blood, and it was estimated that those two maids could not bear it before they wanted to throw up.

And seeing that man, Brother Zhao Jin drowned again.

When the original situation was urgent, his symptoms were not so serious, and now he is relaxed. Jiang Zhen is around him again... Zhao Jin, this nausea, can't stop.

“Brother Kim...”

“Jiang Zhen, I killed someone, I...” Zhao Jin couldn't help but recall the previous bloody scenes, suppressed a long time of nausea and all erupted.

It's not good to throw up all the time... Brother Zhao Jin is worried that others will have problems with himself because of his vomiting, but he thinks too much.

After this moment of recovery, not a few people vomit like him.

Brother Zhao Jin felt much better when he found out he was not different. Jiang Zhen looked at him like this, but couldn't help but feel the pain.

He couldn't bear to think that he was wrong.

He could have left Brother Zhao in the village to wait for him, couldn't he? Whether it's farmland or chicken duck farming, those are the things Brother Zhao Jin likes to do. If Brother Zhao Jin stays in He Xi Village, he won't have to run into danger or trouble.

As for that might limit Brother Zhao Jin's insight... he doesn't really care, does he?

He likes to watch Brother Zhao Jin calculate a few pennies...

Jiang Zhen took Zhao Jin back to their cabin.

Brother Zhao Jin finally looks a little better this time and doesn't disgust.

“Here, have some water.” Jiang Zhen handed Zhao Jin a glass of water.

Brother Zhao Jin finally relaxed after drinking the water into his stomach: “I'm sorry... I'm so useless.” Brother Zhao Jin was very embarrassed. His behavior seemed a little embarrassing to Jiang Zhen.

“You're doing great. Where's it going?” Jiang Zhen kissed Zhao Jin.

Brother Zhao Jin wanted to laugh, and he smelled blood again - whether it was him or Jiang Zhen, he was somewhat stained with blood.

“Vomit...” Brother Zhao Jin vomited again, luckily it was just dry, he didn't spit out the water he had just drunk.

Jiang Zhen was heartbroken when he saw Zhao Jin like this: “Let's go take a bath and wash up.

Nobody was in the mood to take a bath at this time. The bathroom was quiet. Instead, Zhao Jin and Jiang Zhen were allowed to clean themselves up and then they went to the kitchen again.

The teenager who used to cook was one of the kitchen cooks after his father died, and he was cooking porridge right now.

He glanced at Jiang Zhen and Zhao Jin with red swollen eyes and said: “There is porridge in the pot and salted vegetables over there. ”

The iron pot rolls over the boiled soft white rice porridge, not far away on the table are a few pots with pickled cucumber pickles for people to eat.

Jiang Zhen was going to serve porridge, but Zhao Jin stopped him. Zhao Jin quickly served two bowls of porridge, and brought Jiang Zhen some salted vegetables.

Brother Zhao Jin had always wanted to throw up, felt sad, didn't even feel hungry, but now he sees hot white rice porridge, but he gets hungry and eats fast.

“Here you go.” Jiang Zhen and Brother Zhao Jin ate half of it, and the young man who cooked the porridge suddenly came over and gave them an egg.

“Thank you." The teenager turned to Jiang Zhenbao, and then sat down silently with reddish eyes.

His father would have fallen off the deck and into the river to save him.

If Jiang Zhen didn't make a move later, the bandit would retreat, and he feared that he would die too.

Jiang Zhentun paused, peeled the eggs off and put them in Brother Zhao's bowl.

“You too.” Brother Zhao wants to give Jiang Zhen the egg.

“Well, you eat egg yolk, I eat protein.” Jiang Zhendao, he has discovered that Zhao Jin prefers egg yolk to protein.

And he is on the contrary... the egg yolk is dry, if there is no protein neutralization outside, he will never eat it.

Brother Zhao Jin knew this, and separated the eggs and gave the protein to Jiang Zhen.

Jiang Zhen ate the protein and then went to drink the porridge. On the contrary, Zhao Jin did not go to eat the yolk until he finished drinking the porridge before putting it in his mouth and eating it satisfactorily.

When Jiang Zhen and Zhao Jin finished eating and were about to leave, they saw Wang Haisheng and others.

“Boss.” When Jiang Zhen was seen, Wang Haisheng greeted them. They admired Jiang Zhen a long time ago. At this moment, they looked at Jiang Zhen with more admiration and awe.

Jiang Zhen not only repelled the bandits, but dared to toss other people's bloody wounds...

You know, when they think about those scenes now, they feel uncomfortable in their stomachs.

“Are you coming to dinner? ”

“Yes, we are here to eat and bring some food to the wounded.” Wang Haisheng Dao.

“Mm-hmm.” Jiang Zhen nodded, "Be careful with the cleaning. All the water used for the wounded people these past few days will have to be boiled.” At this time, people dare to drink directly when they carry water in the river, and the bath will not burn the water down, which can cause infection.

Jiang Zhen had already warned of this before, but this time he stressed it again.

“Boss, don't worry, we did it all.” Wang Haisheng, his expression brought some hesitation.

“What's the matter?” Jiang Zhen asked.

“It's that we listened to the boss and took care of the people you sewed the wound in the way you said, and the continent told us all about it and threw all the wounded into our care.” Wang Haisheng Dao.

There are many casualties on board, there are no extra people to take care of those seriously injured, Wang Haisheng and others have many demands... If the mainland is dissatisfied, simply throw all those casualties into the care of Jiang Zhen's people.

“Did you take care of it?” Jiang Zhen asked.

“No problem!” Wang Haisheng Dao, in fact, they were quite willing to take care of the wounded...

Those people were rescued by their bosses. They must take good care of themselves. They could not be rescued easily. They were also killed by others.

Although Jiang Zhen stitched up a few wounds, most of them were still alive. The level of the hole in Jiang Zhen's stomach still seemed to jump alive. This made Wang Haisheng and others feel that Jiang Zhen might really be able to create a miracle.

They want those people to survive.

Wang Haisheng and others ate porridge and brought it back to the wounded.

In fact, there are a few wounded people in the abdomen, it is better to eat less at this time, but now they cannot hang water, those injured would have lost too much blood, if they do not feed, they are expected to starve to death, Jiang Zhen is not stopped.

After eating and drinking enough, he took Brother Zhao Jin back to his room, and Jiang Zhen hugged him and slept with Brother Zhao Jin.

Jiang Zhen was finally hungry to wake up. When he woke up, it was already dark, and Zhao Jin was still asleep.

After cleaning himself up, Jiang Zhen was about to wake Brother Zhao Jin to dinner together. The door of the cabin was knocked. He stood up and opened the door hastily.

Standing outside the door is Zheng Yi's page: “Manager Jiang, our young master thought you should wake up soon, let me bring you some food. ”

The page said, handing Jiang Zhen a food box from Shenzhen.

The fragrance of meat came out of the box and made Jiang Zhen hungry. He thanked him, took the box and put it on the table, and started picking up the dishes outside.

Fresh meat on board can be eaten as it has not docked for several days, but the food is still plentiful.

A plate of sauce, a plate of cold mixed yellow bean sprouts, and shrimp fried salted meat tablets, as well as two large bowls of rice.

The cabin was small and the table was next to the bed. Jiang Zhen had just taken out a few dishes and saw that Brother Zhao Jin was awake and sat confused.

Brother Zhao Jin was still a little confused when he first woke up. He sat up and became sober. At the same time, he saw the plate of sauce on the table.

Meat…

Brother Zhao Jin was nauseous for a while and quickly opened the window and threw up toward the outside of the window.

“Are you still sick?” Jiang Zhen looked worryingly at Brother Zhao Jin.

“The meat looks a little disgusting to me.” Brother Zhao Jin said, after that, he couldn't help but slap himself.

He actually finds the flesh disgusting!

Meat is a good thing, he loves meat, but now... he actually finds it disgusting!

Brother Zhao Jin looked at the meat on the table and found that he could eat one more bowl of sauce in the past. At this point, he wanted to throw up and had no appetite.

“Wait a minute.” Jiang Zhen, hurrying to put the sauce and fried mushrooms in the meal box, asked: “Are you ready now?” The scene before was too bloody, Brother Zhao Jin may not be able to eat meat for some time...

That's bad luck, kid.

The wind blew in through the window and blew away the smell in the cabin. I couldn't see the meat again. Brother Zhao Jin felt much better: “I'm fine. ”

Without affecting his own meat, Brother Zhao Jin put in a cold mixed yellow bean sprouts of vinegar. He soon finished eating a large bowl of rice, and his intentions were still a bit unfinished.

“I'll go out and get you something to eat later.” Jiang Zhen also ate with yellow bean sprouts. After eating, he went out with the box.

“Mmm.” Zhao Jin nodded: “I'm going out too, to wash my clothes. ”