defeated

When entering Zhan Huo's home, Wen You almost collapsed, relying on his tenacious will to survive, he kept clutching his side.Zhanhuo helped the man to the bathroom, and laid a thick mat on the floor. He put the man down on the ground, and quickly pressed the thick blanket up.

The wound did not bleed heavily, and Wen You kept pressing the wound with a cloth, so the amount of blood was not large. Zhan Huo paid attention along the way, and there was no complete bloodstain left.There was muffled thunder outside, lightning pierced the dark night, and the sultry wind brought water vapor into the windows. Zhanhuo knew that when the rainstorm poured down, all traces would be washed away.

This is probably why Wenyou's enemies chose to attack today.

In the middle of the night in such weather, it is completely possible to kill a person without anyone noticing.

Bad weather as an accomplice could have perfectly concealed the evil deed.However, Wenyou was lucky enough, he couldn't help not being shot dead, and also met Zhan Huo who was willing to help, and the heavy rain washed away and hid his whereabouts, which now seems to be a blessing in disguise.

Wen You was lying on his back on the mat, his pale lips were slightly parted, his pupils were a little divergent, and under the warm yellow light, his dark brown hair was scattered on the mat, looking like a sickly beauty.

The two had exchanged their injuries on the road, and Zhan Huo still had some understanding of the situation. He took out new table salt and poured it into all the iced mineral water, screwed on the bottle cap and shook it well, and returned to the bathroom with the water bottle and the medicine box. .room.

Wenyou's left leg was flat, his right leg was bent and he was lying on the mat, his left hand was still pressing firmly on the wound.Zhan Huo pulled his hand away, but didn't pull it, Wen You's eyes were wide open, and there was a little smile on his amazingly handsome face.Zhan Huo said, "Let go, I'll help you wash your wound."

Wen You's eyes slowly turned to Zhan Huo's face, the outline softened a bit, and he seemed less defensive.Zhan Huo pulled his hand away, and blood gushed out, leaching out of the shirt made of excellent material, flowing slowly under the translucent fabric.

This brutal scene made people unbearable to watch.

Zhan Huo knelt down beside him, and the smell of blood came over his face.He cut off Wenyou's shirt, revealing Wenyou's lean upper body.He has fair skin, and when he puts on his clothes, people always think he is a frail nobleman, but in fact he has a very good figure, and the muscles cultivated through daily fighting training appear natural and smooth.The originally white and smooth eight-pack abs were covered with blood, and there was a penetrating wound on the left waist.

The assailant should have used a small-caliber ordinary bullet, so the superficial wound would be smaller.There is a hole in the ivory-like moist muscle, which completely destroys the beauty of this body.The surface of the wound was accompanied by burns, bloody and bloody.Because the shooting distance is relatively short, it was shot directly. Fortunately, it hit the waist and penetrated the waist and abdominal muscles without hurting the internal organs. However, I don't know if there is a cavity in the body. If there is, Wen You will have to endure it.

Zhan Huo was often injured when he was a boxer and mixed in the rivers and lakes. He also treated himself, but this was the first time he dealt with gunshot wounds.Normal people would have been gutted when they saw this scene, and those with poor psychological quality might faint, but Zhan Huo was quite calm except for his pale face.He decisively took out a clean towel to press the wound, and pressed his palms hard around the affected area to help stop the bleeding.

Wen You groaned in pain, his clear pupils turned up, his chest rose, the back of his head rested on the cushion, his chin slightly tilted up, his blank expression made him look extremely innocent.Turning his face away, he looked weakly at the void.

Zhan Huo was also very nervous, his heart was beating extremely fast, and his psychological state when dealing with his own wounds was completely different from that of others. The psychological pressure of pressing the delicate and tender flesh made him think that he was committing violence.

He refused to bite anything, and Zhan Huo was worried about his tongue.

Zhan Huo's eyes were foggy, his hands could feel Wen You trembling, Zhan Huo exerted strength, Wen You's body moved slightly, a low humming sound overflowed from his nose, his eyes were already confused, and the confused expression made him look like a head. A desperate little beast.

The pain makes people crazy, and the pain of wounds caused by bullets is unimaginable for ordinary people.

Zhan Huo put his hand on the affected area, pressed his body down, and said in a deep voice: "Hold it!" Before Wen You could respond, he poured cold salt water on the wound. Wen You raised his head in pain, and Zhan Huo used his elbow He pressed the person across his collarbone, and the palm that pressed the affected area did not let go.The other hand poured saline continuously.

After flushing nearly ten bottles of salt water in a row, the color of the blood that flowed through the veins became much lighter, not as exaggerated as before.Zhan Huo breathed a sigh of relief, and began to clean the skin edge, exposing the necrotic and inactivated parts, using a sharp knife to remove it bit by bit, Zhan Huo gritted his teeth, his whole body was trembling, but the hand holding the knife remained motionless.

Wen You's consciousness gradually recovered under the calmness of the ice water. He looked at Zhan Huo's resolute expression silently, and the severe pain hit his body, leaving him helpless except to resist the pain. Funny and lightly comforting.

This Zhan Huo is really an interesting person.

Zhan Huo calmly took out the shrapnel scattered in the muscle, sterilized it constantly, and then took the needle and thread to suture.When the last step was completed, Zhan Huo was sweating profusely, he fell down, bit off the thin thread with his body, and sat on the floor exhausted.

Wen You has been very calm from the beginning to the end, except for two snorts when he was in extreme pain, he was very calm at other times.This kind of Wenyou made people look at him differently. Zhan Huo didn't have any painkillers at home, and it was too late to buy them in an emergency.

Wen You's face was covered with fine beads of sweat, his eyes were closed, and his eyelashes fluttered occasionally.Zhan Huo once thought that he would die, and stared at him for a long time. Seeing that the person was still alive and the injury had stopped, he felt relieved.

The old-fashioned air conditioner at home has poor cooling effect, the living room is cool, and the bathroom is swelteringly hot.The small bathroom was cramped and messy, and the blood all over the floor irritated people's eyeballs and nerves.Wen You was as pale as paper, and the cushion under his body was mixed with bright red blood and brown iodine, and scattered with knives, needles, thread and carrion.

Zhan Huo didn't have time to clean it up, so he hurriedly put several layers of plastic tablecloths on the sofa and put people on it.

Wen You fell into a brief coma. He showed signs of fever and did not sleep soundly. His tall body looked very fragile. He was nestled on the wide sofa and had to curl up to the right because of the injury to his left abdomen. How pitiful how pitiful.

After what happened just now, Zhan Huo had some sympathy and respect for him.He woke him up and gave him anti-inflammatory and fever-reducing medicines.Wen You was in a daze, showing unconscious trust and nostalgia, put a pale hand on Zhan Huo's wrist, and held it as much as possible.

Zhan Huo put his hand back on the sofa, and saw that the wound that had been bandaged was faintly red, he frowned, worried that the wound might burst.He also looked at the wet black trousers on his body. The smooth fabric was tightly attached to his straight long legs. After the cold air blew, white air was visible to the naked eye.Thinking that his resistance is extremely weak now, and he would definitely catch a cold if he dressed like this, Zhan Huo had no choice but to strip him clean and stuff him on the bed in the bedroom.

The author has something to say: I am late today, but I put all the content of the next two days into the manuscript box~~~~~~~