Allure: The Man God's Love Wanted

Chapter 275 The Love of a One-man Show 【04】

She looked up at Lan Yu, Lan Yu's eyes were closed tightly, his face was twitching because of the pain.

The twitching muscles indicate how much trauma the body is enduring.

She gritted her teeth, tore open the packaging bag, and with common sense, inserted the syringe into the medicine bottle, and drew the medicine in the bottle into the syringe.

After finishing, her breathing became obviously rapid.

Where should the anesthesia injection be placed?
The arm is still...

"...I'll do it." Lan Yu supported the back of the chair with one hand, his body was crooked, and he wanted to sit up straight, but unexpectedly, a slippery hand made him fall back heavily.

Lu Xiya stepped forward and bent over, holding the syringe in one hand and grabbing his back with the other, and helped him up with difficulty.

There was a lot of sweat on his face and body, which soaked both layers of clothes and gave off a sweaty smell.

Coupled with the smell of blood, she felt dizzy.

Fortunately, Lan Yu was still quite tenacious. After sitting down, he took the syringe in her hand without saying a word, and stabbed it into his arm.

Lu Xiya was shocked to see it. Would there be any problem if he inserted the needle indiscriminately?
I saw Lan Yu trembling fingers, pressing down the medicine in the syringe.

When it was over, he pulled out the syringe and threw it away. He threw it heavily on the back of the chair again, breathing heavily and sweating profusely.

Seeing the blood escaping from the needle, Lu Xiya held the cotton down and stared at the expression on his face.

There is only one thought in mind.

Will he die?

"You, what do you think?"

He didn't answer, only his heavy breathing echoed.

About two minutes later, he suddenly opened his eyes: "The medicine is working..., help me, disinfect the wound."

After finishing speaking, his gaze was staring straight at the ceiling, empty and lifeless.

Lu Xiya knew that he wanted to sew up the wound, and the current situation had to sew it up. If the wound was not treated well, he might bleed to death.

This time she stopped arguing with him, took out the alcohol and medicinal cotton, held the cotton with a clip, and dabbed it on his wound after it got wet.

Because of the anesthetic, he didn't feel any pain.

Wounds on the arms are the worst and the highest priority to deal with.

The wound was caused by a knife, from top to bottom, the upper wound was deeper, the lower wound was shallower, the flesh was turned out, and the skin was split open.

Miserable.

She wrinkled her small face, and wanted to black out several times, feeling fainted, which was better than continuing to look at it.

The thought of helping him sew needles for a while made her heart beat fast and her hands and feet were cold.

Just ask an ordinary person, where has he tried such a violent scene.

That's meat, human flesh.

How can I have the heart to sew it stitch by stitch?

Finally cleaned the wound, she did not speak, looked up at him with a pale face.

Lan Yu didn't know how long he had been looking at her, but when she raised her head, his eyes met hers, burning hot.

She looked at him without blinking her eyes, and asked, "What's next...."

"... Where is the needlework?" He stretched out his left hand.

His palm was very big and wide, covered with dirty blood stains, he opened it tremblingly.

Lu Xiya turned out another bag, took out the needle and thread inside, and handed it to him.

When handing it in, she found that her hands were shaking more than his.

She was trembling with fear and panic, and he was trembling weakly because of excessive blood loss.

Stunned, she watched him struggle to sit up, and then rested his right arm on his thigh.

The wound was on the outside of the elbow, and when he took the needle with his left hand, he had to make great efforts to make his right hand fit into the position of his left hand.

(End of this chapter)