Chapter 897: [897] Forcefully pulling a doctor Chapter 897: [897] Forcefully pulling a doctor Xie Wanying rose to her feet, her eyes wide and glaring, brows tightly furrowed.
The stranger, whom she had just shoved away, had his face written all over with shock, his eyes bulging as they landed on her: he couldn’t believe it; was it this girl who had pried his hand away? The blow to his hand was so forceful it felt like it could have broken his bones.
It hurt him to death, otherwise why would he have withdrawn his hand?
“You dare hit !” The man ca back to his senses, furious, his thick neck tensed, as he pointed at Xie Wanying with a coarse voice.
It wasn’t that she had hit soone; it was just that the other party had tried to pull Teacher Nie with so much force that she had no choice but to fight fire with fire. Xie Wanying narrowed her eyes.
Hearing the man’s voice, Grandma Wengui recognized it and said to her grandson, “It must be your Uncle Da Hui from the next village.”
Unexpectedly, this uninvited guest might be a relative of the Wengui family. Strange, what was this relative doing grabbing the doctor’s hand? Didn’t he know the doctor was saving soone?
“My son is sick, they told there’s a pediatrician here.” Da Hui said, looking at Nie Jiamin with the IV bag, “You’re the pediatrician, right?”
The local accent of the speaker was heavy and hard to understand. Nie Jiamin listened and asked the students what was going on.
While clarifying things for the teacher, Xie Wanying helped to question the child’s family mber: “You need to be clear about your son’s condition. How old is he? Where did he fall? Was it his head?”
Children are most afraid of hitting their heads because the fontanels in their skulls are not yet closed.
“My son is two years old, his hands and feet are all bloody,” Da Hui said.
If it was just his hands and feet that were injured, and only bleeding, could he move? It was only if he couldn’t move that they needed to suspect fractures or dislocations.
“He can move,” the family mber of the patient said.
“Besides the scrapes and bleeding on his hands and feet, are there any other symptoms? Can he talk? Does he cry?” Xie Wanying continued to ask.
“He says it hurts.”
Judging from the family mber’s description, it seed that although the child’s injuries appeared severe, the situation was likely manageable. Sotis the sight of a child’s bleeding hands and feet can really scare parents.
There were two patients with serious injuries from a car accident on the scene, and two doctors who dared not leave lightly. Xie Wanying explained to the family of the new patient: “If you’re worried, you can bring your child here for us to see, or you can take your child directly to the village clinic.”
Before she could finish, the man bellowed at her like thunder, “You won’t go to see my son and you tell to carry him over? Who are you?”
“I am a doctor.” Xie Wanying could confidently say to this family mber, “There are seriously injured patients here; we cannot leave. Your son can talk and express himself, so you can bring him over for us to see.”
Besides, if he was really so anxious about his son, shouldn’t he be rushing over with his son in his arms to find a doctor? This is the most common reaction and behavior among families with children. But this man, from his tone of speech to his expression, did not seem like a normal person.
Sure enough, the veins in Da Hui’s neck stood out, his eyes flashed with a fierce light as if he wished he could throttle Xie Wanying’s neck, and he spat out a threat, “You doctors dare not go see my son?”
What was this man thinking, if the doctors didn’t go?
Wen, anxious, shouted, “Stop it. The doctors are looking at my sister’s injuries; they can’t leave.”
“Is your sister more important than my son?” Da Hui raised his fist towards Wen, not allowing him to speak!
Hearing the situation turning grim, Grandma Wengui quickly warned her grandson, “Your father isn’t here, don’t fight with him; you can’t beat him. Hurry up and call the village officials over. He’s a reckless fool!”
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