you are my nightmare

A certain distance, after walking for a long time, still can't see hope, people will change direction; one thing, after thinking about it for a long time, is still entangled in the heart, people often choose to let go; some people, after a long time, but they can't feel the truth Owned, people will choose to leave.

But Alan is different. Alan has her unique persistence. She has persisted for a long time. Although she still cannot have the other party, she has no choice to change, let go of the past, and let her heart return to zero...

Instead, follow and guard as always.

As long as she is by that person's side, she is willing to do whatever she wants, and she has no regrets.

Allen smiled, and the terrifying face reflected on the scalpel also smiled.

Allen took out the sterile surgical gloves from the first aid kit, put on the sterile gloves, and then changed his hand to hold the scalpel, took out the box with alcohol swabs and opened it, took a few pieces of alcohol swabs inside, and then went back to the hospital. He got to the bed, knelt and climbed to the side of Xie Xiaoyou who was lying on the bed as if he had fallen asleep, and knelt and sat next to Xie Xiaoyou.

Allen carefully disinfected the wound on Xie Xiaoyou's back with alcohol cotton, wiped off the dark red blood stains flowing near the gunshot wound on Xie Xiaoyou's back, and then threw the alcohol cotton in his hand on the mesh cover not far from the bed. trash bin with black trash bag.

Perhaps because of Alan's wiping, Xie Xiaoyou felt the pain and coolness in his back, groaned unconsciously, and then fell silent again.

Xie Xiaoyou's groan made Alan, who was already holding a scalpel to take out the bullet for Xie Xiaoyou, trembled indistinctly.

Allen frowned, tightened his nose, took a deep breath, and then held it until he couldn't breathe before exhaling gently.

Opening his eyes again, Alan's once seductive phoenix eyes, like spring water, flashed a surprisingly calm and calm, which was a world of difference from the tension and excitement just now.

Allen's hands are fast and skilled.

The scalpel in her hand gleamed coldly, and it was inserted straight into the wound where the bullet had sunk deeply into Xie Xiaoyou's back.

Because of the severe pain from his back, Xie Xiaoyou's body trembled slightly, subconsciously wanting to avoid the source of the pain.

Allen didn't give Xie Xiaoyou that chance. The scalpel in her hand circled around the bullet in the wound on Xie Xiaoyou's back at a speed so fast that the naked eye couldn't catch it. No, the sound of metal colliding can be clearly heard in this quiet, tightly soundproof room, which is very hair-raising.

Alan's wrist cleverly dug out the bullet on Xie Xiaoyou's back that was only a few millimeters away from the back of his heart.

Allen picked up the bullet from the scalpel in his right hand with his sterile gloved left hand.

There was a long blue light flashing on the bullet, which showed that the bullet had been soaked in poisonous potion by someone. It showed how vicious this person Qi Xin was. It will also kill.

Allen looked at the bullet in his hand coldly, gave a strange laugh, got out of bed on his knees, carefully put the bullet in his hand into a machine that seemed to be a printer, and pressed the switch, that Something like a printer, like a scanning analyzer, all kinds of infrared rays, light from a perspective mirror, sweeping back and forth on the bullet for analysis, and printing out some long papers for analyzing components from time to time.

Allen didn't take a second look, and took out a glass bottle of a flesh-colored thread-like object soaked in special medicine from his first aid kit.

Alan saw that he had changed into a pair of sterile gloves, stretched out his hand, and took out the soaked flesh-colored thread-like thing in the glass bottle of special medicine.

Keeping the mass of flesh-colored threads in place is a very thin silver needle.

Allen quickly picked up the silver needle, and the flesh-colored thread-like thing was inserted into the needle hole of the silver needle.

Alan picked up the needle with his left hand, followed the flesh-colored thread-like thing in the needle hole with his right hand, and then dragged the flesh-colored thread-like thing with his right hand, knelt and climbed onto the bed once, and returned to Xie Xiaoyou's side.

Allen put the needle in her left hand on the ball of flesh-colored thread-like thing dragged by her right hand, and still held the gleaming scalpel in her left hand. She dug out the bullet wound on Xie Xiaoyou's back and the four sides were dark red. Without any hesitation, he used the scalpel in his left hand to dig out the blackened flesh from the wound, and threw it in a cheap trash can with a green net and a black trash bag not far from the bed.

Alan did it very carefully, one by one, until the wound on Xie Xiaoyou's back could no longer see any dark red and black flesh and blood, and the bright red flesh and bright red blood were exposed, and Alan grew out. With a sigh of relief, he put the scalpel in his right hand and held it backwards, and his left hand picked up the very thin silver needle that was on the flesh-colored silky object in his right hand before.

Alan's actions didn't seem to be suturing Xie Xiaoyou's wound, but rather as if he was making a very exquisite work of art.

Allen's stitching method is very special, her stitches are also very small, so small that it is densely packed, and the flesh-colored silk thread fits the color of human hair very well. If you don't look carefully, you can't see that there is a thread there. stitched.

Alan sewed up the wound for Xie Xiaoyou, raised his right hand, and wiped the sweat beads on his forehead that were the size of soybeans rolling down his face with his arm.

Allen used the scalpel held backwards in his right hand to stab into his left arm fiercely, and the bright red blood flowed out along his left arm. Allen didn't stop the bleeding for himself. She measured her body awkwardly and put My left arm was bent at ninety degrees, and then my hand was hanging down, letting my blood flow down the fingertips, dripping on the wound on Xie Xiaoyou's back that Alan had just stitched up.

A miraculous thing happened. The wound where you could still see the traces of sutures just now, after Alan's blood dripped on it, it seemed to suck blood, absorbing Alan's blood, and then no matter how carefully you looked, They couldn't find any traces of just stitching, and Xie Xiaoyou's back couldn't see any traces of injuries or stitches.

Alan dripped some blood down again, and saw that the blood dripping on Xie Xiaoyou's back began to disappear, but stayed on Xie Xiaoyou's back where he had just dripped blood, so Alan retracted his arm, and did not bother. I was still taking any measures to stop the bleeding on my bleeding arm, but with lightning speed, I used the scalpel in my right hand to cut off the very thin silver needle and the flesh-colored silk thread that was still connected to Xie Xiaoyou's wound.

Kneeling and crawling a few steps down from the bed, the silver needle in his hand and the rest of the flesh-colored thread-like object were entangled into a ball again, opened the glass bottle that originally contained the flesh-colored thread-like object, put it back, and capped the glass bottle cover.

The one who was very skilled took out a plastic bottle the size of a can from the first aid kit, unscrewed the cap, and found that on his left arm, which had just been scratched by himself with a scalpel, was still oozing blood from the wound. The wound was sprinkled, and the pain made Allen frowned, but Allen still just frowned, sprinkled his wounds all over the white medicine powder in the plastic bottle, and then screwed the plastic bottle cap Put it back into the first aid kit, quickly took out the gauze, wrapped up the wound full of powder, and tied a strange knot at the same time.

Allen walked out of the bedroom and walked into the bathroom inside the hidden door in the bedroom.

White tiled walls, even the lights on the roof are not tube lights, but the kind of [-]-degree bulbs that can be seen everywhere in small shops for a few dollars.Even the toilet is not a toilet, but the kind of squat toilet that comes with the rough house.

Alan walked slowly to the side of the white solar electric water heater, turned on the power, took off the sterile gloves on his hands, and threw them into the mesh trash can with black trash bags in the toilet. Turning around, she turned on the white ceramic sink, turned on the tap, and washed her hands.

He took off the red dress he was wearing, and put it in a half-person-high fully automatic washing machine that was placed against the wall.

Allen was only wearing a wine-red silk petticoat with thin shoulder straps. Under the petticoat, he only wore underwear. He didn't wear a corset on his upper body, and he could vaguely see the bulge on his chest.

There were still some drops of water on Alan's hands. She picked up a plastic basin from the side of the sink, put warm water in it, turned off the tap, and walked back to the room with the plastic basin.

When Allen came back, Xie Xiaoyou had already woken up, but he was still lying on the bed in the same posture that Allen left just now, his eyes narrowed, looking at Allen.

There was no pain or confusion in Xie Xiaoyou's eyes, but only suppressed surprise and anger.

Who is so ruthless to hurt Alan like this? Look at Alan's body exposed outside the petticoat with thin shoulder straps. It was originally delicate, smooth and fair skin, but now it is covered with scars that have just been scarred. Hole-like scars.It's just that the place where it leaked is like this, not to mention the body under the petticoat...

Xie Xiaoyou tried his best to restrain his emotional fluctuations, and bit his lower lip very hard. The pain from his lower lip made Xie Xiaoyou calm down.

At this time, I have to calm down, and I can't think rationally. Not only can I not protect Alan, but even drag Alan down.

Allen suffered such a serious injury, and it was fate to be alive.

Facing Alan who is as beautiful as a flower, he can still go down with such a heavy hand. It can be seen that the other party is here to take Alan. Without deep hatred, who would be so cruel.