the knife of love

Chapter 3 Car Accident, Rescue the Injured

"When the car rolled over, the glass cut a blood vessel!" The man didn't look at Tang Jingcheng, and squatted next to the wounded man to check the wound. His eyes were glistening with blood, but his tone was very calm, as if the bloody appearance didn't affect him at all.

Poor Tang Jingcheng's face was already pale.

The man glanced up at her after checking the wound. Seeing her standing stupidly, he dragged her down rudely.

She staggered and almost half-kneeled next to the injured.

"Are you still angry? If you are angry, cover it with me!"

For a while, Tang Jingcheng didn't understand what he meant.

The man must have been frightened when he saw her, and he didn't care too much. He grabbed her hand and pressed it directly to the neck of the injured, which was the place where the skin was cut open by the glass and turned outward.

"A little bit past here is the carotid artery. My good girl, cheer up and cover it tightly! Do you know that this is saving lives?" The man's voice was gentle and menacing, very nice, covered with blood-stained generous palms. On the back of Tang Jingcheng's hand, he firmly held down her five fingers and pressed them to the wound.

Tang Jingcheng could feel waves of scorching blood rushing out from under her palm, overflowing through the gap between her fingers...

Her thoughts were completely fragmented at that moment, only she remembered that she looked up at the man, and the afterglow of the setting sun seemed to become more dazzling at that second.

Tang Jingcheng squinted her eyes involuntarily, and saw that the broken hair in front of his forehead was hanging down to cover his eyebrows, leaving her with a solemn nose and a resolute chin.

"Good job, just hold it down like this and can't let go!" The man suddenly got up and ran towards the minibus, leaving Tang Jingcheng alone to cover the bloody cut...

The blood was still pouring out, and the pupils of the injured had begun to spread.

Half a minute later the man ran back with the medicine bag.

"Help me up his head!" The man ordered again, and Tang Jingcheng complied.

He quickly took out the gauze and bandage from the medicine bag, cut them open, and wrapped them around the wounded neck. Because it was close to the artery, the gauze should not be wrapped too tightly, but Tang Jingcheng could tell that he was extremely skilled in bandaging , like a connoisseur.

The wound closed after a few minutes, but the blood soon soaked through the gauze.

"Hold his waist!" Another command.

Tang Jingcheng still complied. She was probably like her when she was frightened. She watched the man tie his shirt and sleeves tightly around the wounded man's chest, and tied a knot. It seemed that it was not enough. He suddenly He raised his head and poked Tang Jingcheng a glance.

That was the first time they looked at each other.

How to describe it?How would you describe this man's eyes?It was black and sharp, and under the strong smell of blood, it looked like an opened knife.

Tang Jingcheng broke out in cold sweat for no reason when he watched her, but he suddenly leaned over and tore off the linen scarf hanging around her neck.

"Borrow it!"

With a sound of "tearing", he tore the scarf from the middle, and tied a knot at the end, which became a very long "cloth strip".

The man continued to wrap the "cloth belt" around the wound's chest, as if the tighter the better.

Tang Jingcheng was squatting in front of him at that time, his eyes were attracted, and finally stayed on his arm.

At that time, he was only wearing a black close-fitting vest. His shoulder bones were broad and smooth, and there were a few obvious scars on his shoulders. Because of the hard knots, the muscles of his two forearms were clearly stretched, bronze-colored. There was a thin layer of sweat on his skin, and dirt and grass clippings were all on his sticky skin. When the setting sun slanted down, the sweat stains were greasy, but it made people feel flustered...

This is a body that can arouse people's desire.

In Tang Jingcheng's eyes, everything in front of her became something that could kill her.

She only felt short of breath, swallowed, and felt wet somewhere in her body.

(End of this chapter)