Chapter 1029 The Abandoned Wife of the Marshal of the Republic of China (23)
For the first time, Bai Weiwei felt what a heart-piercing punishment was.
She silently watched Li Xinghe who was in a coma for a while before accepting her fate to get the life-saving kit.
It's hard to get a more reliable reward.
The results are also used on others.
Bai Weiwei opened the medicine box, a faint halo appeared, and then inside the empty box.
A full set of surgical props, sterilized, and bandages, appeared.
Just no anesthesia.
Bai Weiwei turned over and over, this broken box.
What's the matter with cutting corners to save a life.
And does this thing save lives?
For doctors, it really saves lives.
But she's not a doctor, and she doesn't know how to use a scalpel.
The pillbox seemed to sense her thoughts.
Another burst of white light appeared, and a medical book appeared.
The first one is how to get the bullet.
Then there is the common sense of high fever infection.
Bai Weiwei smashed the medicine book in her hand and cursed a few times.
Anyone who reads this book can become a doctor, which is too much to look down on a doctor.
Li Xinghe's breath seemed to be broken.
Bai Weiwei looked at the blood all over the floor, and could only grit her teeth to retrieve the medical book.
Then he dragged Li Xinghe onto the bed and stripped him of his clothes.
Under the bandage, it turned out to be a blood hole.
The bullets that were shot were not taken out, and the blood could not stop.
No wonder he said he was going to die.
This kind of wound can indeed kill people in minutes.
Bai Weiwei could only grit her teeth and read the steps to take out the bullet several times, after making sure that she would not make a mistake.
Just started to sanitize myself and then put on gloves.
Without anesthesia, she could only use the most ruthless way.
He went to the wine cellar and stole a bottle of the strongest Western wine, and when he came back, he tied him up.
Then he took out the scalpel and started to run down the knife to get bullets for him.
Li Xinghe is not really dead.
When the knife slashed across his chest, he suddenly opened his eyes.
He gritted his teeth and breathed in pain, but his eyes were surprisingly calm.
Bai Weiwei had a tight little face, her hands shaking violently.
Not a professional doctor, even if she wasn't afraid of bloody scenes, her untrained fingers couldn't control her strength at all.
When she saw him wake up, she immediately copied the western wine next to her.
"Drink quickly, you'll feel better when you're drunk."
For some reason, Li Xinghe listened to her words and swallowed the wine whole.
The hot drink was like a knife, making his throat hurt for a while.
He was still sane.
What Bai Weiwei didn't know was that he was good at drinking since he was a child.
Western wine can deal with others.
But he couldn't drink it.
Bai Weiwei frowned, "Be patient, I'll get the bullet out."
Li Xinghe gritted his teeth rationally and did not say a word.
Bai Weiwei was sweating with concentration.
It's late autumn now, and the weather is actually pretty cool.
He stared straight at her without blinking.
When she bowed her head, a few strands of hair were sticking to her face, and the white and tender skin was smudged red, even more squeamish.
Suddenly she pursed her lips slightly, and sutured his wound awkwardly.
"Does it hurt?"
She frowned worriedly.
This sentence does not hurt, it is just right to my heart.
Li Xinghe followed the demon, his lips trembled a few times, and then he said with difficulty: "It doesn't hurt anymore..."
Actually it hurts.
But she couldn't bear to worry.
It's only the first time we meet, how can I be so shaken.
Bai Weiwei doesn't care what Li Xinghe thinks, he can let her save him without struggling.
Just thank goodness.
He was wiped clean, and then the quilt covered him.
"Go to sleep, and I'll get you something to eat when it's late at night."