"Be careful!" Tingyun held her arm and pulled her firmly.
Mu Jianing turned her eyes.
He said to her, "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt, don't worry." The corners of his lips raised, Tingyun's voice was as gentle as his eyes.
But she frowned and quickly pulled his hand away, "Oh, that's true!" She blurred her eyes and began to rummage through the boxes and search for the medical box.
She was worried so much that she was about to cry.
Inns and B&Bs like this, it is said that every room has an emergency medicine box, so why don’t there be one here?
Seeing her anxiously looking for the medicine box, Tingyun could not feel the pain at all, and her gentle eyes fell on the girl's back.
He is enjoying this tension and care.
"Here! Finally found it!"
I saw her picking out a medical box from the large drawer under the TV cabinet and hurriedly hugging it to put it on the coffee table.
Then he knelt down in front of the sofa, opened the box and urged, "Come here quickly, why are you standing? I'll help you stop the blood first, you'll take off your clothes!"
Tingyun pursed his thin lips, raised his heroic eyebrows, and sat down in front of the sofa. Well, let him enjoy being taken care of.
But, will she?
"Why are you standing there? Take off your clothes quickly! You are still bleeding!" Mu Jianing was very worried about his injuries, so she quickly turned her eyes to look at him, "If it is serious, you may need to ask Dr. Shen to sew a needle."
"Do you think he has the heart to sew me a needle now?"
"You have to be sewed if you don't have the mind. He is a doctor. There are no hospitals in this kind of place, and at most there are a few pharmacies. You can't be killed by bleeding, right?" Mu Jianing took out the hemostatic medicine and cotton.
Tingyun unbuttoned his buttons, and he suppressed his awkwardness and took off his blood-stained shirt. He sat sideways, facing his back to her.
Mu Jianing stood up with the blood-sucking cotton. Even if he only saw one back, it would undoubtedly reveal his beautiful figure and he couldn't hide it even if he wanted to.
She was really stunned. Her figure... is so beautiful and fair, with clear muscles, so perfect, right?
The room was particularly quiet.
Seeing that she had not moved for a long time, Tingyun noticed that she was distracted. Haha, women are indeed crazy.
He turned his eyes to look at her and asked deliberately, "What's wrong? Is my wound not serious enough? It's automatically healing?"
"Ah, no no no!" She came back to her senses, knelt on the sofa with one leg, and quickly helped him gently wipe off the blood. "How could it be cured? It's still bleeding, but not very deep."
The wound was visually three centimeters wide.
Mu Jianing threw away the blood-sucking cotton, picked up his phone and took a photo to show him, "It's not very deep, but it needs to be disinfected to avoid infection."
Tingyun took the phone, enlarged the photo and looked at it, "Yes." This minor injury was not taken seriously.
Mu Jianing began to help him stop bleeding. His technique was very skillful, beyond Tingyun's expectations, "Have you studied medicine?"
"No." She answered while stopping the bleeding, "The inn owner is really particular. This Qili San has the best effect in stopping bleeding. I will help you disinfect it first. Sprinkle some and stop it quickly."
Tingyun put out his cell phone and asked in confusion, "You haven't studied medicine, how do you understand these?"
"Often you are alone, you will always encounter some things, and it is inevitable to get bumpy. This is the basic way to survive."
Tingyun was silent and couldn't help feeling a little sorry for her. Usually, she was alone outside?
Seeing her careless, she actually suffered a lot, right?
In name, I followed my mother, but my mother might not have fulfilled her obligations as a mother. After all, such a large company needs to be managed.
Mu Jianing helped him with hemostatic medicine, and couldn't help but put his lips gently to his wound and blew it gently to relieve his pain.