章 1911: Plane crash?

The doctor was stunned. Shen Zhaozheng quickly said, " "I'm not talking to you."

"Don't worry, I'll definitely get this done for you." Xue Shen waved his hand.

With that, he hung up the phone.

The doctor directly pulled out the shrapnel with his bare hands.|| With a Humph, Yu Bin at the side kept wiping his sweat.

hemostat, Yingluo. Use a little. This isn't an artery, so it's okay. It'll stop bleeding in a while. Clean the wound, disinfect it, apply the purple potion, and then wrap it with gauze.

"Chief, I'll be fine soon. I'm fine," Yu Bin said non-stop.

Shen Zhaozheng glanced at him. don't make such a big fuss. It's just a small injury.

Yu Bin was so anxious that he was sweating. He chuckled, " "Yes."

On the other end, Xue Shen dialed the phone again. As soon as the other end picked up, Xue Shen said first, " "I'm your Vice-Principal, Xue Shen, Qianqian."