Chapter 148 I feel bad, so stay with me (9)

Not long after, the private doctor and servant who received the call rushed to the main villa.

Ye Xingtong sat on the sofa with bare feet, staring fixedly at Yan Sijue, who strangled his right arm with a rubber band, and then he was able to stop the bleeding wound.

"Mr. Yan!"

The doctor who came with the first aid kit hurried forward, raised Yan Sijue's arm first, opened the box at the same time, and cut the sleeve open with scissors.

It was such a simple move, but in Ye Xingtong's eyes, it obviously made her look confused.

Maybe it was because her staring eyes were too hot, Yansi pursed his lips without any trace, first motioned for the doctor to stop, and then said to the maid beside him, "Take Miss Ye to the bathroom to take a bath and change into a clean suit. clothes, and find her a pair of shoes!"

"It's okay, I don't need to..."

Ye Xingtong almost subconsciously refused, but suddenly received his warning gaze.

The voice was interrupted, so she could only stand up obediently, followed the servant step by step, and walked into the bathroom with difficulty.

At this moment, Yan Sijue seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and with a low gasp, he stretched out his hand and tore open his sleeve, and said at the same time: "The knife passed through the arm, it should have cut off the blood vessel, and he bled a lot before he came back. I feel a little weak now. The blade rubbed against the elbow bone and did not cause a bone fracture, but it somewhat affected my movements."

As he spoke, he watched the hospital quickly inject him with a shot of local anesthesia, and then opened the wound with pliers and tweezers to check the situation inside.

After a while, the doctor asked an assistant to hold the pliers and forceps, while he prepared the thread to suture the broken blood vessel in his arm.

"Mr. Yan, the injury is not serious. You need blood transfusion and anti-inflammatory medicine. You cannot get out of bed for at least one day and one night!"

"Ok!"

Yan Sijue closed his eyes, slightly relaxed his tense body and leaned against the sofa behind him, pursed his lips tightly, and casually glanced at the pierced arm.

A simple suturing operation is done on the sofa in the living room.

A few minutes later, the doctor was sweating profusely as if he was facing an enemy, and cut the thread directly, and at the same time loosened the rubber band that strangled the arm.

Immediately, one could see the blood slowly flowing through the blood vessel from the stretched wound.

The suturing operation was successful, which made the doctor relieved, and then began to deal with the puncture wound and suture outside the skin.After completing a series of bandages, he brought a stent, injected a pack of frozen blood that had been prepared, and another bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine into the vein.

Yan Sijue did not speak from the beginning to the end, as if he had wasted too much energy, his sharp eyebrows and eyes were covered with obvious fatigue.

"Mr. Yan, go back to your room and rest first!"

The doctor tidied up the first aid kit, and at the same time asked his assistant to hold the bracket, while he helped Yan Sijue get up and walked to the stairs on the second floor.

After a pause, he said in a hoarse voice, "Take Miss Ye upstairs later!"

"Yes!" The maid in the living room bowed respectfully.

…………

Ye Xingtong took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and then walked out of the bathroom step by step carefully.

The first thing he looked at was the sofa at the coffee table, Yanji was definitely not there.

There was an inexplicable emptiness in her heart for a moment, which caught her off guard and panicked.

"Miss Ye, Mr. Yan ordered me to send you upstairs!"

At this time, the maid who had been waiting all this time stepped forward, supported Ye Xingtong with another person, and walked slowly towards the second floor.

(End of this chapter)

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