The runaway wife of the president of the empire

"Do you know how to treat wounds?" Lei Yufeng took out a small sealed plastic box from the corner and threw it into her arms.

"I... I watched it on TV, so I probably know how to do it!"

"That's good! Come here, bring the lamp too!" Lei Yufeng walked to a natural stone platform and sat down.

If the wound was in the front, he could handle it himself.

But this wound was on the back, so it would be very inconvenient to deal with it by yourself. [

Mu Yiyi walked over with a small plastic box and a battery light.

"Put the lamp behind!" He pointed behind him.

She leaned over and put the lamp into a hole cut out in the stone wall, the light just hit Lei Yufeng's back.

Lowering her head, she saw the gunshot wound on his back shoulder. The wound was not very big, but it was bleeding all the time.

"Take out the bullet!"

As soon as she heard it, the small box in her hand fell to the ground with a "slap".

"Take... take the bullet?" She thought it was just rubbing some alcohol to disinfect it, and then bandaged it.

"What do you think it is for? Come on, didn't you say you can help me? If the bullet is not taken out, it will become inflamed."

After speaking, he put his arms around her waist.

He was sitting, and she was standing facing him. This posture allowed her to easily see the wound on his shoulder.

"hurry up!"

"Then... Is this how it started? Is there any anesthetic?"

"Would you know it?" The man was a little weak and impatient.

"Then...then do you want to bite something in your mouth?" She remembered that those people on TV should all bite a towel or something.

"If it hurts me, I'll bite your flesh!" He smiled lowly, hugged her even tighter, and put his face against her belly, "Hurry up!"

He picked up the box on the ground with one hand and handed it to her.

Mu Yiyi tremblingly opened the box, which contained alcohol, gauze, a knife and a bottle of anti-inflammatory powder.

"Don't use a knife, if you don't feel it, use your fingers to get in and pick out the bullets, one by one, hurry up!"

"Okay! I... I will be very light...don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! Really...don't be afraid!" [

As she spoke, she drenched her hands with alcohol first, then lowered her head to stare at the blood-red hole, and slowly stretched out her fingers.

In fact, the one she was afraid of was herself.

Because, growing up so big, it was the first time he encountered such a bloody scene.

"Drawing will make me hurt more, you have to move fast, do you hear me?"

"Hmm! I...understand! Understood!" Her fingers touched the wound, her heart froze, she closed her eyes, and poked her fingers into the wound.

"It must be like this, otherwise he will die, otherwise he will die..." Her heart hurt so badly that she felt that her waist was about to be strangled by the man's arm.

She knew her awkward movements would hurt him.

He must be in pain!

Even if he looks so powerful, so invincible!

"Yufeng..." Her fingers touched the bullet, and she tried to pull it out hard. Every time she tried hard, her heart would tremble.

It must be that he almost fell down while running and hurt him. In order to protect her, he took the shot for her.

She felt that the injury was not on his body, but on her heart!

"Yufeng...does it hurt?" She turned her face to the side, a few drops of clear tears fell from her tightly closed eyelids.

"Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet! If tears fall into the wound, it's hard to say!" The sweat on his forehead soaked her skirt.