The cut was flat, and it looked like it was scratched by a sharp instrument.
It was not deeply cut, and the internal organs were not damaged.
The cut skin only needed to be sutured back up.
Tang Xiaoman recalled the steps Mu Yunbai had taken when operating on those small animals.
He put on rubber gloves and used medical hydrogen peroxide to treat the giant dog's wounds to reduce inflammation.
Perhaps it was because he felt the burning sensation.
The dog twitched, scaring Tang Xiaoman to stop what he was doing.
I saw the giant dog opened its eyes slightly and looked back at Tang Xiaoman, and then slowly closed his eyes again.
I don't know why, even with such a seemingly casual glance, Tang Xiaoman felt that his eyes were full of trust. .
It was this glance that made Tang Xiaoman feel inexplicably relieved.
"Don't move, the wound isn't very deep.
I'll stitch it up for you so it won't bleed anymore."
Tang Xiaoman explained in a gentle tone, not caring whether the giant dog understood her words or not.
Seeing that the giant dog did not move obediently, Tang Xiaoman breathed a sigh of relief, opened Mu Yunbai's commonly used sterile surgical box, and used tweezers to take out the suture needles inside.
"I'm going to sew you up, because I couldn't find an anesthetic, so it might hurt a little."
Tang Xiaoman said, looking at the giant dog.
The giant dog opened its eyes slightly again.
After feeling that he had received its "permission", Tang Xiaoman plucked up the courage, held his breath, held the tweezers in his trembling hands with a suture needle, and stabbed the wound.
Suturing a wound was no better than sewing a bag.
Tang Xiaoman was sweating profusely with every stitch.
Even though she was suturing very carefully, the whole wound was still twisted and twisted by her stitches, as if she had crawled onto a big centipede.
After anti-inflammation and sterilization of the wound again, she took out a piece of surgical wound patch and applied it carefully, then brought a basin of warm water and wiped away all the blood stains on the giant dog one by one, and then Also clean up the pool of blood on the ground.
After Tang Xiaoman took care of everything, he was already sweating and panting from exhaustion.
She looked at the time on her phone.
It was already two o'clock in the morning, and Xiaoka's black cat had gone somewhere.
Tang Xiaoman, who was tired, sat down against the wall.
When she looked at the giant dog, it had already fallen asleep sweetly.
She could even hear its subtle and even breathing.
With the size of this giant dog, Tang Xiaoman knew that he couldn't move it alone without even trying.
But if he didn't move it, would he let it sleep like this in the corridor?
He knew that it had just undergone suturing surgery. , which really made her feel uneasy.
After struggling for a long time, Tang Xiaoman couldn't think of a foolproof way.
Finally, she ran to the third floor to get a pillow, blanket and yoga mat, and made a bed next to the giant dog, so that even if there was any trouble, , she can also discover it at the first time.
Tang Xiaoman was so tired that she almost fell asleep on the pillow.
After a while, she fell asleep.
In her sleep, Tang Xiaoman found herself trapped in a sea of fog again.
When the thick fog around her dissipated, she was surprised to find that she was once again on the Wanhua Terrace of the Wanhua Tower, which was full of fragrance.
She looked around and saw that the people under the Wanhua Stage were slowly dispersing, but the old madam on the stage was holding Mu Yunbai, who still had long hair, with a happy face.
Xiao Haitang next to him said: "Why are you still standing there?
Why don't you hurry up and welcome this old man into the room and wait on him properly?"
Hey, this is interesting.
Tang Xiaoman sighed in his heart, how come this dreaming is like watching a TV series, without any fragments: