บท 695: Blood

Zuo Cidian sat across the old fisherman and calmed down before he re-examined his injury.

After a brief examination, when Zuo Cidian understood the situation, he raised his head and looked at the old fisherman. 

The old fisherman did not say anything throughout the entire process. He looked at Zuo Cidian with his slightly-yellowish eyes as if he was watching his catch from the boat.

Zuo Cidian was a bit nervous. Strictly speaking, the procedure just now had wasted the patient's time. If he were in the emergency room of the hospital, the patient would probably point it out and complain.

Zuo Cidian felt even more diffident while he was in the hospital ship. This was not his turf. If the patient had pointed at him and scolded him, there was probably no one who would stand up for him.

"Tell me if it hurts." Zuo Cidian moved the old fisherman's arm slightly. He then saw the old fisherman frown, but still did not speak.

Zuo Cidian also frowned.