Chapter 462 Gentle Concern 1
"Thank you, but I don't need it for now. I'm not in a hurry!"
Vincent finished speaking, his lips pressed tightly together.
His resolute face was slightly turned, and his deep eyes were fixed on the light of the operating room.
Although Tina was rejected, seeing him covered in blood and reeking of it, she was extremely worried.
Tina knew that the blood on his coat wasn't his, and mostly his colleague's.
But thinking that he was also injured and bleeding, she couldn't control her urge to bandage him.
At this moment, Jessica's words echoed in her mind.
So, Tina immediately changed her approach. "I know you're worried about your colleague. This surgery is being performed by Mr. Martinez, and the doctors inside are all very experienced. I checked, and although he lost a lot of blood, he was brought in just in time."
"The surgery might take a while, but it shouldn't be too serious. Don't worry too much."
Sure enough, upon hearing this, Vincent, who had been staring at the operating room, slowly turned his head to look at Tina. "Is what you're saying true?"
"I'm a doctor. This is my professional duty. I wouldn't lie to you."
"So, you mean he won't be in any life-threatening danger? But he lost so much blood." Vincent's eyes were red.
If she looked closely, she would notice that although his face was calm, his hands were trembling.
His voice was also trembling uncontrollably.
"Yes." Tina nodded. "I can't say for sure that he's safe, but my medical knowledge suggests to me that his chances of being safe are very high."
At this moment, Vincent, who had been anxious finally let out a sigh of relief.
He then turned to Tina. "Thank you for the reassurance!"
"You're welcome. It's my duty." Tina looked at him again. "Now, can I treat your wound?"
"If your colleague wakes up, I'm sure he'd want you to be safe and healthy, not hurt or dirty."
After considering, Vincent looked at her. "Can you treat it here?"
Tina was taken aback.
Vincent explained seriously, "I want to stay here and see him come out of the operating room with my own eyes."
She nodded, understanding. "Alright, wait a moment. I'll get the medical kit."
"Okay, thank you."
It was noon, a time for a personal break.
As soon as Tina returned to the department, a colleague called out, "Tina, just in time. It's lunch. Let's go to the cafeteria together."
"Sorry, you guys go ahead. I have something to take care of."
"Do you need us to bring you something?"
"Not for now. I'm not sure when I'll be done. I'll go to the cafeteria after I'm finished."
Her colleague nodded. "Alright, so it won't get cold. You can have some hot soup if you go yourself. But don't work too late. Remember to have lunch."
"Okay, you guys go ahead."
After speaking with them, Tina immediately grabbed the medical kit and went to find Vincent.
Outside the operating room, there was a long corridor with a row of chairs.
But on the chairs, there was still only Vincent.
His figure looked lonely and desolate.
His whole body was still turned to the side, and without looking, it was clear that his eyes were fixed on the operating room door, eagerly waiting.
Seeing this, Tina felt a pang of sadness.
She quickly ran over, opened the medical kit, and looked at Vincent. "Can we start?"
"Okay!"
"I need you to take off your coat first so I can check the wound."
Vincent nodded and cooperated.
As soon as he took off his coat, a strong smell of blood quickly spread.
Tina looked at the wound on his abdomen, where fresh blood was still oozing out.
The surrounding blood had already darkened, some of it nearly coagulated.
She reached out to lift his T-shirt to treat the wound.
However, as soon as she tugged at the shirt, she realized it was stuck to the wound.
It seemed the wound and the shirt were stuck together quite deeply, and not easy to separate.
"The wound has stuck to your shirt. I need to cut a hole in your shirt with scissors and then slowly separate it. Is that okay?"
"Okay."
Tina picked up the scissors, skillfully and quickly cutting a hole in Vincent's T-shirt.
The situation was worse than she had imagined.
It looked like the shirt was stuck to the wound quite tightly.
Frowning slightly, Tina looked up at Vincent and spoke gently, "I need to separate your shirt from the wound now. It will hurt a bit. Please bear with it."
"Okay!"
Vincent responded calmly, without a frown.
His eyes remained fixed on the operating room.
"Shall I start?"
"Go ahead."
Tina tried to be as gentle as possible, using the lightest touch to slowly separate the blood-stained T-shirt.
Throughout the process, Vincent showed no particular reaction.
But Tina was extremely nervous.
Her palms were even slightly sweaty.
It was no exaggeration to say that this was no less stressful than her first time performing surgery.
Maybe even more so.
When the T-shirt was finally separated, revealing the wound, Tina was still shocked.
To be honest, the wound wasn't very deep, but it was very long.
At a glance, it was a knife wound clearly, almost running from one side of the abdomen to the other.
The entire abdomen was marked by that shocking knife scar.
Because it hadn't been treated in time, the wound was in bad shape, some parts scabbed, some still oozing blood, and some already swollen.
How could such a long knife wound not hurt?
But while she was treating it, he didn't even frown once. How strong must he be!
"Next, I'll disinfect the wound. It will hurt a bit." Tina said.
"It's okay. Go ahead."
"Alright."
Tina lowered her head and began to treat the wound seriously.
At this moment, the light in the operating room went out.
Immediately, the door opened.
Suddenly, Vincent stooped up abruptly without thinking.
Tina was treating his wound and didn't expect him to stand up so suddenly. He moved so quickly that she didn't have time to react.
As a result, the tool in her hand stabbed into Vincent's wound.
Just thinking about it, one could imagine how painful it was.
He groaned, and realizing what had happened, Tina didn't have time to apologize before Vincent quickly ran to the operating room door, anxiously asking.
"Doctor, how is my colleague?"
"The surgery was successful. Don't worry, with some rest, he will recover."
Only then did Vincent let out a big sigh of relief.
His colleague was being wheeled to the ward.
Seeing Tina, Vincent immediately walked over. "I'm sorry, it was so sudden. Did I scare you?"
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