Chapter 44

Doctor Li just wanted to stop him, but President Gong waved his hand: "Saving people is the most important thing. Changqing has been an assistant to Mu Qing for so long, and he probably has learned it. The point is, there is no better medical skill here than Changqing." people."

The girl took a deep breath, and picked up the knife and tweezers under Dr. Li's worried and anxious gaze...

Standing by the window, Chu Yunyao heard a low, muffled groan overflowing from Mo Lingyuan's throat.

President Gong shouted angrily: "Will you take the bullet?"

Doctor Li knelt down on the ground with a "plop".

Turning her head, Chu Yunyao saw Li Changqing's bangs on his forehead were wet with sweat, his legs were trembling, he was still forcefully clamping the bullet with tweezers, his teeth were biting his pale lower lip, and he was about to cry.

Chu Yunyao strode over, and saw that the blood on Mo Lingyuan's arm was flowing more violently. In a short time, a large pool of blood had accumulated on the ground.

Because of excessive blood loss, Mo Lingyuan's thin lips were slightly pursed, and his face was pale.

Li Changqing was trying to take out the bullet with brute force.

Chu Yunyao picked up the scalpel in the tray and held her wrist, "You cut a blood vessel. If this continues, if the bullet is not taken out, he will die due to excessive blood loss."

Li Changqing shouted anxiously: "It will be taken out soon, don't affect me if you don't understand."

"He's not a machine, he's a man of flesh and blood, and it hurts."

Chu Yunyao was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, so she pushed hard and pushed Li Changqing to the ground. Taking advantage of the moment when President Gong and the guards came to pull her away, she pressed Mo Lingyuan's blood vessels with one hand.

The other hand holding the scalpel quickly cut open the swollen wound, exerted force on the wrist, and pried the tip of the knife sharply.

Mo Lingyuan's body trembled, and the bullets fell in response.

President Gong and the guards were stunned, and immediately withdrew their hands.

"Alcohol." Chu Yunyao spread his hands.

Doctor Li immediately crawled over and handed the alcohol to Chu Yunyao.

Chu Yunyao opened the wound, and reminded in an indifferent voice: "It hurts a bit, bear with it."

Mo Lingyuan's deep eyes were like a deep well, and his dark eyes stared at her intently, making his blood-losing face even paler.

Chu Yunyao ignored the two sharp and probing eyes, poured the alcohol in his hand on the wound, picked up the needle, roasted it on the fire, and quickly started to sew up.

Skillful and sophisticated, much faster than her embroidery.

When Chu Yunyao took over, Mo Lingyuan was like a wooden pillar, allowing her to play around with her without even frowning.

A pair of deep eyes fixed on her, wishing to stare her out of two holes.

After a while, the wound was healed. Chu Yunyao applied a layer of anti-inflammatory medicine on it, and wrapped the wound with white gauze. The hug was firm and beautiful.

Standing up straight, Chu Yunyao frowned, turned around and handed him the clean clothes on the back of the chair: "Put on."

Mo Lingyuan reached out to take it, as if he had a thousand words to say, but he didn't know where to start.

He stood up, went to the bathroom with the help of the guards, quickly cleaned himself up, changed his clothes and came out, and sat in front of her again as if nothing had happened.

It seemed that the person who was shot and seriously injured just now was not him at all.

Seeing that Mo Lingyuan seemed to be fine, Gong Jue finally asked the question in his heart: "You, do you know medical skills?"

"I understand a little bit." Chu Yunyao didn't intend to deny it, "I learned it in the countryside."

Gong Jue saw the truth from the shocked eyes of Doctor Li's father and daughter, and asked: "There are people with such superb medical skills in the countryside. Talents must not be buried. If you invite people to the barracks..."

Chu Yunyao interrupted him: "Master is used to sewing wounds of animals, so it's not superb..."