Madam Dihao is not good

The driver who followed replied, "I'll be there soon."

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..."