CHAPTER 373: CHAPTER 373 SCARED TO DEATH

Old Zheng still thought Tang Chuxia would definitely be scared out of her wits.

After all, not everyone could withstand such a bloody scene.

But what was Tang Chuxia doing?

Seeing that the strong man was still able to squirm, she slapped him on the shoulder, "Stop moving! If you wiggle and cause the knife to cut into your vitals, you won’t even have time to cry!"

Old Zheng just made a cut in the skin and was about to adjust the angle when he shuddered and roared, "My technique isn’t that bad, he’s got a broken thigh, I wouldn’t accidentally cut into the root of his thigh!"

Tang Chuxia chuckled dryly, "I was just making a comparison!"

Old Zheng ground his teeth in frustration.

The brat was spouting nonsense.

One of Old Zheng’s assistants was suppressing a laugh; the scene was supposed to be quite gory, but due to Tang Chuxia’s presence, it somehow made them all feel more at ease.

"Besides," she continued, "look at his bone, all splintered. Even if I tried to split it, I couldn’t have made it this jagged."

Tang Chuxia went on to analyze the strong man’s broken bone.

The strong man, unable to speak because his jaw was dislocated, could only cry.

Who would want to snap their own thigh bone for fun?

It was an accident for him; a flood had swept him away, and he hit a rock wall, ending up with his leg like this.

Rubbing her fingers, Tang Chuxia said to Elder Huang, "Master, would aligning this thigh bone be troublesome?"

Primarily because it was splintered so badly, it was like a tree cutter, who could have left a clean cut, but due to gravity and a sudden gust of wind while chopping, the tree went off course, and it all ended up misaligned and jagged.

Elder Huang sighed, "Stop scaring the man, he hasn’t fainted yet!"

The strong man rolled his eyes, signaling that he was still alive and could hear everything!

Tang Chuxia exclaimed, "I can’t block out sound, can we twist his neck and make him pass out?"

She reached for the strong man’s neck to try when Elder Huang hastily intervened, "That’s enough; he’s already miserable, don’t scare him anymore!"

Tang Chuxia felt slightly regretful; she had wanted to try to see if she could actually snap him.

But she wasn’t allowed to.

Thanks to Tang Chuxia’s remarks, everyone at Old Zheng’s side was silent as chickens, afraid of her doing something.

Tang Chuxia smacked her lips, "Director Zheng, are you still alright? If you can’t do it, I can just snap it off, and you can reassemble it!"

Old Zheng dropped the surgical knife into the tray.

"Shut your mouth!"

Tang Chuxia muttered, "Respect your elders!"

Old Zheng was trying hard to move the strong man’s leg when Tang Chuxia’s words deflated his efforts, and he couldn’t lift it at all!

"You little brat, come over here and lift the leg!"

Old Zheng was befuddled with anger, not thinking straight as he scolded, but his apprentice hastily suggested, "Master, it’s better not to let the little junior do it, I’ll come!"

After all, he was a man and would likely have more strength than Tang Chuxia.

Old Zheng, still confused by his anger, insisted, "Let her do it; she’s got nothing better to do!"

Tang Chuxia curled her lips into a bright smile, "You’re right, Uncle Zheng!"

The strong man wanted to say something, but unfortunately, he couldn’t move his mouth.

Old Zheng waited for Tang Chuxia to embarrass herself and beg for mercy, but instead, she just walked over, grabbed the strong man’s leg, lifted it to check the wound, and muttered, "This is indeed hard to align!"

No sooner had she spoken than everyone saw her thrust the leg into place.

"You little brat, what are you doing? Don’t move it... Ah~~!"

Old Zheng hadn’t finished his sentence when he saw the jagged wound edges align!

Tang Chuxia let go, dusted off her hands, "All set, now we can deal with the other issues!"

She looked up at Old Zheng, "Uncle Zheng, what were you about to say?"

Old Zheng’s eyes bulged larger than copper bells, and his entire body froze in place before he reacted and bounded over to inspect the wound surface.

The edges matched up perfectly, with the exception of some shattered fragments that couldn’t be placed back, but every other part aligned.

It really went too smoothly.

"Director Zheng, should we start suturing now?"

A nurse reminded Old Zheng, who let out an "Ah" and immediately called out, "Quick, quick, quick, clean the hematoma, prepare for suturing!"

Suturing wasn’t something he needed to do himself. Old Zheng delegated the task to an assistant and pulled Tang Chuxia aside to ask, "How did you manage that?"

Tang Chuxia used her hands to gesture, "It’s pretty simple, you just piece it together!"

Old Zheng: ...

Just destroy me. If it were that simple, would he be needed in the battlefield of surgery?

On the side, Elder Huang spoke gleefully, "I told you this situation didn’t need your hands, but you wouldn’t believe me!"

This was his most triumphant moment.

Old Zheng was someone who could take it as well as dish it out. Hearing Elder Huang’s words, he shot him a glare, "Such a great talent, and you let her work as a Bone Setting Doctor in the clinic? Don’t you realize that’s a waste of talent?"

Elder Huang ignored him, since the urgency wasn’t his problem.

After the suturing was finished, Tang Chuxia asked the muscular man, "How do you feel now?"

The man was numb all over, sweat soaking his hair, and he could only whimper beside her.

"Little junior, his chin isn’t reattached yet!"

Someone reminded Tang Chuxia, and she snapped to attention.

She quickly pressed the man’s chin back in place.

"Big brother, how does it feel? Does your leg hurt? If I reset it now, will you move around?"

The muscular man finally managed to speak, roaring, "It hurts so much!!!!"

Tang Chuxia covered her ears, and seeing the man in tears, she hurriedly reminded him, "Big brother, don’t cry just yet, I haven’t set your arm into place either, your snot is already dribbling into your mouth!"

The muscular man: ...

Subsequently, he cried hysterically.

It was too much.

He never wanted to enter an operation room again in his life.

It was terrifying.

Not the work for mere mortals.

Tang Chuxia patted the muscular man’s shoulder, "Big brother, you’re quite the character. Since you think snot might be tasty, should I wait a bit longer?"

The muscular man, probably out of his depths, cried out, "Wipe my nose for me!"

Tang Chuxia promptly set his arm back into place, "You should wipe it yourself, this lady can’t do it!"

The muscular man: ...

Who is this person?!

Where’s the promised dedication to the people?

In the end, the muscular man’s leg wasn’t set into place, fearing he’d move too much and the freshly sutured wound would burst open again. However, Elder Huang removed the silver needles he had used to control the acupoints.

The muscular man’s agonized screams continuously broke out; it was so painful.

Tang Chuxia sympathetically watched the man being wheeled out and said to the pale-faced Round-faced beside her, "See that? When looking for a partner in the future, you can’t pick a nose-eating muscular man like him, good-looking but useless!"

Round-faced: ... Thanks a lot, really!

Her filter for Tang Chuxia was shattered.

What sort of bizarre doctor is this?

Upon exiting the operating room, Tang Chuxia said to Elder Huang, "In the future, could you not let me do this kind of work? I’m aspiring to go to university; how can I be doing physical labor?"

Elder Huang: ...