Arresting the little runaway wife: please be gentle with the wolf-like president

Sikong Zeye raised his eyebrows indifferently: "This is a small injury, do you still need a doctor? Bring the medicine box."

The driver found the medicine box, and Sikong Zeye unbuttoned his clothes. Since the wound had been there for a while, the clothes were stuck together with blood scabs. When he took it off, he pulled hard, and the wound burst open...

Bai Yunshang scolded: "Can you stop being so rude?!"

Sikong Zeye crumpled the bloody clothes he had changed into a ball and threw them into the trash can: "It's not rude, how do you take off your clothes?"

"You can use scissors to cut the cloth around your wound first, then use alcohol to clean your wound, and remove the cloth carefully, instead of what you are doing now..."[

Sikong Zeye raised his eyebrows: "It sounds like you are very experienced?"

That's right, Sikong Zeye was injured at every turn. Before he was injured, Bai Yunshang specially searched medical knowledge on Baidu.

But what I learned, I never really applied it to him... It's not that he didn't have a chance, it's that she didn't give him a chance.

With his young and strong upper body naked, Sikong Zeye opened the medicine box. He was so strong, and the wound on his arm was full of blood, so he didn't care at all, didn't take it seriously, just regarded it as a minor injury.

Bai Yunshang turned away, she wanted to ignore it, she couldn't show her concern for him...

But out of the corner of her eye, she saw him poking around with one hand inconveniently, and she was very annoyed in her heart.

Walking over a few steps, snatching the tweezers from his hand, Bai Yunshang observed the injury: "Fortunately, the bullet is not deep."

"What, do you want to help me?"

Bai Yunshang searched in the medicine box: "It's very uncomfortable, there is no anesthetic. Zhuo Jue..."

Mo Zhuojue sat high on one of the tables, his legs were dangling, and he raised the watch on his wrist to shoot—this little guy seemed to be sitting far away, so he could hear all the conversations here clearly? !

"Wait," Sikong Zeye said in a deep voice, "I don't need anesthesia, just a small injury."

"You really don't want it?" Bai Yunshang asked with certainty, "It will hurt to take out the bullet."

"I can't bear this little pain? Take it."

Bai Yunshang looked at him suspiciously, seeing that his eyes were determined, and then added: "Too many anesthetics will make the brain dull...I don't want me to have a dull brain."

"Don't worry, no matter how much anesthesia is administered, your brain will not be dull."

Sikong Zeye's eyes darkened, and he said no more.

Bai Yunshang had no choice but to obey him, asked Mo Zhuojue to put down his watch, and said, "It will really hurt, bear with it."

Bai Yunshang tried her best to make him feel no pain, but slowly pinching the bullet out from the wound, the flesh and blood, this kind of pain is of course unbearable for ordinary people.But Sikong Zeye didn't even hum.

Sikong Zeye smiled and said, "Why do you seem to be in more pain than me?"

Bai Yunshang gritted her teeth and stared at him, he reached out to wipe the sweat off her head: "Relax."

Thin sweat also appeared on Sikong Zeye's forehead, his face was pale, but he didn't appear to be in too much pain.On the contrary, Bai Yunshang's expression was ugly as if a bullet was being taken out of her body.

Bai Yunshang was a little relieved to be sure that this was within the range of his pain.

The bullet was successfully taken out and thrown into the plate, Bai Yunshang heaved a sigh of relief...

The blood was flowing crazily. She picked up a bottle of hemostatic medicine and poured it on it.