“No need, minor injuries.”

Bo Siqing laughed, took the medicine she handed over and swallowed her head, and the Stunt Team was very chic.

But apparently, he is not in a good shape now, and the whole person feels a little bit panic.

“Girl, do me a favor,” Bo Siqing said.

“What?” Yun Hua didn’t know why.

Bo Siqing took out a multifunctional Swiss knife, opened it, and handed it to Yun Hua: “Disinfect it with alcohol.”

Yun Hua bit his lip, but eventually did as he said.

After disinfecting the blade with alcohol, she was still a little worried: “This disinfection is not complete …”

“It’s okay. Before in the jungle of Myanmar, there was no alcohol disinfection.” Bo Siqing laughed and said, “Help me untie the gauze.”

Yun Hua took a deep breath and cautiously helped him untie the gauze.

The wound was infected with suppuration, and even had a bad smell of carrion.

This smell is quite familiar to Yun Hua. When she was put in a mental hospital during past life, mother had been paralyzed in another ward of the same mental hospital for several years. She was covered with poisonous sores and bedsores … The smell of carrion attracted the flies, settled on her body, and grew densely packed maggots …

Yun Hua was not scared by the smell of this carrion, but was scared by his wound.

Extra stingy wound!

As if the bullet burst and bloomed here, the meat here is rotten.

How painful!

“It’s okay, help me to scrape off the rotten meat and re-bandage, it will grow up in a few days.” Bo Siqing casually said.

Yun Hua’s eyes suddenly turned red.

“Hey, don’t cry, girl, it’s all right. I told you last time I was in Myanmar, the bullet went straight through my scapula and was embedded in the scapula. Later, my shoulders almost rotten, and so did I. This is how it works. You just scoop off the carrion and scoop the bullet out of the bone. Don’t worry, it’s all right. “

Bo Siqing couldn’t have been more simple, and the expression on his face didn’t matter.

But Yun Hua’s tears fell indisputably.

“Hey, forget it, I’ll do it myself. If you’re scared, turn around and don’t look …” Bo Siqing muttered helplessly, “Last miss Little Missy cry.”

Yun Hua took a deep breath, bit his lip tightly, and looked towards him: “You tell me, how to do it.”

Bo Siqing froze, “Do you really want to help me with the wound? Are you afraid?”

“Less nonsense!” Yun Hua stared at him angrily.

Bo Siqing smiled, “It’s very simple, let me tell you …”

Under the guidance of Bo Siqing, Yun Hua shivered and shaved off the rotten flesh from his wound.

Although the wound was not on her body, even though Bo Siqing did not move at all in order not to put pressure on her, and showed no pain at all, Yun Hua was still very scared!

She was very light.

“Girl, you have to shave all the rotten meat to the place where the raw meat is. You can see it like this, showing this bright red meat. As long as you leave a little rotten meat, today we are wasting it.” Secretary Qing reluctantly said, “Don’t lose your hands, it really doesn’t hurt, rest assured.”

Yun Hua bit his lip tightly, forcing himself to force himself, forcing his heart down.

He said it didn’t hurt, but how could it not hurt?

When she can’t see his chest rising and falling sharply?

When she can’t see the cramped back of his clenched hands?

Or when she couldn’t see his face was pale, and her forehead was all sweaty?


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