Huo Mian knew that when she saw Su Yu, she would be unable to control her emotions.
If he saw Su Yu who was intact, he might be a little calmer.
But now Su Yu is completely out of breath.
Even a man who is seven feet tall... now can only be a lamb to be slaughtered.
Su Yu was still wearing the same clothes as the day he disappeared.
It is Su Yu's favorite white long-sleeved Versace.
But the original white color can no longer be seen, and the blood and mud have polluted the original color of the clothes.
Su Yu's face and head were all covered in filth mixed with blood and soil.
His eyes were closed, the corners of his mouth were pale, and his breath was weak.
Huo Mian cried and touched his forehead. It was very hot. I don't know how long the high fever lasted...
"Su Yu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I should have come earlier... I'm sorry."
Huo Mian cried and clutched her chest. She felt like she couldn't breathe.
If Su Yu died like this, how could she have the nerve to go back and face Grandfather Su, Father Su, Mother Su and the others.
How to face a group of friends, Tang Chuan, Wei Liao, Xiaowei and the others
How to face Han Yueyao who likes Su Yu, how to face Pudding and Douding who love Su Yu deeply
At this moment, Huo Mian no longer had the same sense and calmness as before.
I just feel out of breath from crying...
Finally, Su Yu gained a little consciousness.
"Xiaomian... is it Xiaomian?"
His voice was still weak, as if he was still dreaming.
"It's me, Su Yu, and I'm Huo Mian."
Huo Mian reached out excitedly and held Su Yu's hand firmly.
His hands were so cold that he couldn't feel any warmth.
Perhaps it was because of the touch of Huo Mian's warm palm that Su Yu finally gained a little strength.
But he still couldn't open his eyes...
"Xiao Mian, go quickly...it's dangerous here, go quickly."
"If I don't leave, I will never leave you alone."
Although she knew that Su Yu was talking in her sleep and was not awake, Huo Mian still answered seriously.
After calming down for a while, Huo Mian took out the backpack she carried with her.
Inside is a mini first aid kit, which is an essential tool for doctors.
Huo Mian took out a disposable syringe and prepared antipyretic and anti-inflammatory drugs and injected them into Su Yu's vein.
Then he took out a sterilized wet towel and began to wipe Su Yu's head and face.
After about twenty minutes, Su Yu's temperature gradually dropped.
Huo Mian also wiped his face clean, and when he saw it, he looked like the prince of the Su family who was fearless.
Afterwards, Huo Mian carefully helped Su Yu take off her clothes.
I took a look at the gunshot wound on the collarbone...
It was simply miserable, pus-filled and inflamed, and covered with black blood scabs, and the smell was stench.
Huo Mian thought, if Su Yu had come a day later, maybe Su Yu wouldn't be able to survive tonight, right
As she thought about it, Huo Mian almost cried again.
She endured it, then took out an anesthetic to anesthetize Su Yu, and then took out a small knife and pliers.
Start getting bullets for Su Yu... because the lights in the cabin are very dim.
So Huo Mian could only rely on a pair of eyes, staring at the wound, not daring to lose sight.
This scene was interesting to people watching.
"This kid is a natural-born doctor. He even carries a first aid kit, anesthesia, and a scalpel when he comes out. It seems that the kid is saved."
The woman sitting on the golden chair was playing with a pair of crystal balls in her hands, smiling slightly.
"My lord, Miss Xiaomian... she is a kind child." The maid said gently.
"Kindness? Messiah, tell me, how much is kindness worth in this day and age?" The woman smiled like a flower. Previous chapter←Chapter list→Next chapter Add bookmark→TXT download New book recommendation: Super Floating City The Ancient God King