Practicing Medical Skills in a Small Clinic-Chapter 188 - 129: A Wake-Up Call—There Are No True Heroes, Only Compassionate Healers in White Coats

Li Jingsheng took it, smiling as he encouraged him.

The three of them were happily drinking their beverages when they heard someone shouting that there was a disturbance at the newly opened pharmacy.

Pedestrians on the street kept flocking over there.

Li Jingsheng was slightly surprised; he had witnessed the strength of Furuiduo Pharmacy—the young boss had money, people, and certain connections.

Who would dare cause trouble on their opening day?

This incident also suddenly made Li Jingsheng alert.

Should his small clinic still hold its one-year anniversary celebration?

What if someone causes trouble?

"Boss, should I go and take a look?"

Xiaogao proactively inquired.

Usually, Boss Zhao would send Xiaogao to scout out any news.

"Definitely don't go. You are now a part of our clinic, and Furuiduo Pharmacy is in the same business. Under such circumstances, we must avoid suspicion. If you go over now, what would people think?"

Li Jingsheng advised Xiaogao.

This guy wasn't stupid, just sometimes thinks about things quite one-sidedly.

No wonder Boss Zhao often calls him a fool.

No one is perfect; rookies gradually mature over time.

Xiaogao would also become more mature.

"I should just honestly organize my medicine sales list."

Xiaogao shrunk his head back, sat down at the counter, and took out a small book to organize.

It recorded information about his adopted mothers and fathers, including phone numbers, addresses, birthdays, names, and hobbies.

He could sell five to six thousand yuan worth of health supplements every day, clearly having some skills.

Li Jingsheng, on the other hand, took a piece of pork skin from the refrigerator's fresh-keeping section and continued practicing intradermal suturing.

Currently, he was familiar with two basic suturing techniques and two advanced ones. Once he mastered intradermal suturing, he would essentially be able to handle almost all general surgery suturing.

Of course, if there's an opportunity to learn from an experienced surgeon, he might learn even more advanced suturing methods in the future.

Simple interrupted sutures, continuous sutures, vertical mattress sutures, horizontal mattress sutures, and intradermal sutures are techniques every clinical medical student must learn.

They also appear in practical skills exams.

Li Jingsheng had learned them but only mastered the basic methods; his proficiency level was very low.

Right now, only the proficiency level for intradermal suturing hasn't reached entry-level; the other four have reached proficiency or higher.

Simple interrupted sutures have even reached Master Level.

He set a small goal for himself to learn intradermal suturing as soon as possible.

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"A fight broke out, there's a fight over there!"

Someone on the street shouted.

Some local residents are usually quite leisurely, loving to watch any commotion.

Many local old residents have more than three houses.

All given out after demolitions.

They don't really need to work; they live off rental income.

Business owners are even more comfortable.

For a storefront like Sunshine Clinic, the annual rent is nearly a hundred thousand yuan. Just the storefront rent is equal to a dual-income household. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Li Jingsheng didn't intend to watch the commotion; instead, he continued focusing on practicing intradermal suturing, trying to raise his proficiency to entry-level as soon as possible.

In less than a few minutes, the shouting about the fight got closer.

It seemed someone was running away.

Several figures quickly ran past the street outside the clinic.

Then, with a thud, someone fell.

"Ah... ah; stop hitting, stop hitting; brother, I was wrong..."

There was no response, only continuous screams.

It seemed like someone was attacking with a weapon.

Not entirely sure.

"It's terrifying outside!"

Tang Ping was particularly scared of such fighting scenes, her face pale, instinctively standing behind Li Jingsheng.

It was instinctual.

When the weak face danger, they instinctively seek protection from trusted strong individuals.

Li Jingsheng always seemed manly when it came to protecting his staff.

Whether someone harassed her or a patient or family member threatened her, Li Jingsheng would stand up immediately to protect her.

"How did a perfectly good opening celebration end up in a fight?"

Li Jingsheng was puzzled.

Even if there was trouble, the pharmacy could have the police handle it!

Relying on numbers to fight directly?

The specifics were unclear, so he couldn't comment.

Xiaogao similarly feared such bloody events, sitting behind the counter constantly looking out, visibly tense.

Possibly fearing the thugs would rush in.

Reality proved they wouldn't.

The sounds of fighting had already drifted away.

The beaten party would surely try their hardest to escape.

Brawling in broad daylight, even a group fight, the nature of this was quite serious.

Old Street of South City had a mix of good and bad people, so security wasn't very good.

But day-time brawls, especially group fights, were almost unheard of.

At this point, a bloodied man staggered to the clinic door and pushed hard on the glass door.

He ended up falling to the ground due to a lack of strength or something.

Bright red handprints and blood marks smeared directly on the other side of the glass door.

From the door handle all the way onto the ground.

"Ah..."

Tang Ping let out a terrified scream.

Her hands instinctively clutched Li Jingsheng's shoulders tightly.

Luckily, Li Jingsheng was sitting; otherwise, she might have hugged him.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

Seeing the serious injuries of the man outside, Li Jingsheng's heart also felt a bit fearful.

Who knows if the thugs were still around?

"Help... help..."

The man's voice was hoarse and weak.

Xiaogao nervously watched, not daring to move.

Tang Ping's grip on Li Jingsheng's shoulder shook violently.

"Don't be afraid; we are healthcare professionals, the thugs shouldn't vent their anger on us."

Seeing the man lying outside unable to get up, just struggling in vain, Li Jingsheng worried that if they didn't save him in time, he might die.

"Sister Tang, you call the police. If you're scared, stay inside the clinic and don't go out. I'll go save him."

Li Jingsheng patted her hand, signaling her not to be scared or nervous.

Nurses aren't afraid of seeing the injured or the dead, but when a fight just happened outside and later you see such a bloody person crawling at the door for help, it terrifies her.

"Dr. Gao, we're men; let's save this person together. First, try to carry him inside."

The main fear was the thugs being nearby.

Bringing the person inside for treatment would certainly be safer.

"I, I... my legs are a bit weak!"

Xiaogao said, visibly pale, his voice trembling.

"It's fine; if the thugs really come, I'll stand in front."

Having worked in big hospitals for years, Li Jingsheng faced acute critical patients with only one thought: save them immediately.

During rotations in the emergency department, he often encountered tattooed youths and even burly men at night, so he was already accustomed.

They generally don't provoke unless instigated.

Li Jingsheng took strides toward the glass door, first surveying the outside street. He could only see people standing on the sidewalk opposite, watching from afar. No one dared come close.

Everyone feared trouble.

Provoking the thugs and getting beaten was not worth it.

Li Jingsheng couldn't see the attackers, only spots of crimson blood on the ground, trailing from a roadway not far away.

Certainly, it was the blood the wounded shed while coming to the clinic seeking help.

Opening the glass door, the injured person was semi-conscious.

His breathing was heavy and frightening.