After Lin Fan and Shangxue Qingchuan escaped the VIP building, Shangxue Qingchuan found a hidden spot to abandon the car, and the two were like cots as they returned to Shangxue Qingchuan's ho!
"How are you doing?"
Shangxue Qingchuan had already noticed the gunshot wound on Lin Fan's waist, and with a face full of concern, she asked.
At this mont, Lin Fan's muscles were no longer tense, and he finally felt a faint pain coming from his waist!
"The bullet is still inside , help
take it out!" Lin Fan said through clenched teeth, taking sharp breaths.
Lin Fan was human too; his body was made of flesh, not iron. A bullet lodged in his body; not feeling pain would be strange!
Seeing the pained expression on Lin Fan's face, Shangxue Qingchuan's panic grew more intense. At this mont, she was really scared. Although she wasn't worried about Lin Fan's life being in danger, she was concerned about the potential long-term effects the gunshot wound could leave!
He's a Tyrant! One of the three emperors of the Dark Realm, he's a god, with enemies all over the world, and countless tasks still to complete. Although there's no imdiate life-threatening danger, lingering aftereffects could be a significant risk for Lin Fan!
The wound may be on Lin Fan's body, but it pains Shangxue Qingchuan's heart!
"Sit tight, I'll get the tools!"
As she spoke, Weiwei quickly helped Lin Fan to the sofa, then ran to the bedroom where she found scissors, needle and thread, tweezers, and a scalpel, and fetched a bottle of white liquor from the kitchen!
Shangxue Qingchuan said, "There's no anesthesia at ho, I'll go buy so!"
As she spoke, Shangxue Qingchuan turned to leave!
But as soon as she turned, Lin Fan quickly reached out to grab her smooth, delicate wrist!
The massacre had just happened not long ago, and the police were likely still searching the city for him. Shangxue Qingchuan going outside would an facing potential danger at any mont; Lin Fan couldn't let her take such a risk!
Lin Fan shook his head and said, "No need for anesthesia!"
Lin Fan glanced at the white liquor nearby and asked, "How much white liquor is left?"
"There are two more bottles!" Shangxue Qingchuan replied truthfully.
"Bring them all to !" Lin Fan said.
Shangxue Qingchuan didn't hesitate, imdiately running to the kitchen to fetch the remaining two bottles of white liquor.
Lin Fan grabbed one of the bottles, opened it, and the pungent sll of alcohol imdiately filled his nostrils. Yet he didn't hesitate, tilting his head back to take a big swig!
This white liquor had a high alcohol content, at least around fifty degrees. As it slid down his throat, it felt like a fla, making Lin Fan extrely uncomfortable!
But once it settled in his stomach, his originally cold body suddenly felt warm, much more comfortable!
"This liquor is good, let's get started!" Lin Fan said.
Shangxue Qingchuan understood Lin Fan's intention; he wanted to use the alcohol as an anesthetic to numb himself!
Though Shangxue Qingchuan had never tried this thod, alcohol is alcohol, fundantally incomparable to anesthetic. Shangxue Qingchuan could imagine the agony this thod would bring.
But seeing Lin Fan's resolute expression, she knew her persuasion would be in vain. Besides, she didn't dare delay Lin Fan's injury, quickly saying, "Take off your shirt first!"
"Okay!"
Lin Fan nodded and swiftly removed his shirt, his impressive physique was imdiately exposed to the air, with solid muscles embedded in his body like rocks, his bronze skin giving off an indestructible aura!
And on Lin Fan's waist, there appeared a gunshot wound, with blood continuously oozing out, turning his back completely red!
Shangxue Qingchuan's delicate body trembled involuntarily, feeling as if the gunshot had hit her own body, her jade hands trembling as they brushed against the wound area, causing Lin Fan to flinch in pain instantly!
"How does it feel?" Shangxue Qingchuan asked, her voice trembling slightly.
"Painful!" Lin Fan replied with a single word, genuinely expressing his feeling!
"We don't have any disinfectant..." Shangxue Qingchuan said.
Lin Fan took another big swig of white liquor, handing the remaining half bottle to Shangxue Qingchuan, "Use this!"
With that, he opened another bottle in front of him, took a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a few deep drags.
"Let's start!" Lin Fan said with a heavy tone.
"Alright! This process will be very painful, try to endure it!" Shangxue Qingchuan advised.
Lin Fan didn't speak, only nodded, continuously puffing on his cigarette!
Then, Shangxue Qingchuan stopped hesitating, grabbed the white liquor and poured it into the wound area, the alcohol penetrating the flesh causing a feeling as painful as a needle piercing the heart!
"Ah~"
Lin Fan couldn't help but let out a muffled groan of pain!
Shangxue Qingchuan's delicate body trembled again, Lin Fan's groan echoed in her heart, it felt as though her heart was being cut by knives, she felt his pain!
As the alcohol seeped in, the wound bled even more profusely. Shangxue Qingchuan wiped the blood away with a prepared towel, then lit a candle, heating the scissors in the fla, slowly approaching the wound area!
Sizzle~
The heated scissors touched the skin, imdiately emitting a burnt sound!
Shangxue Qingchuan gritted her teeth, carefully pressing the scissors down, causing blood to overflow from the wound, knowing ti was critical, she began to gently cut around the skin near the wound!
Without anesthesia, experiencing such "surgery" firsthand reveals the true agony of the process!
Lin Fan continued to gulp down white liquor, his molars clenched tight, occasionally emitting a "crack" sound!
As Shangxue Qingchuan cautiously operated, the skin around the wound was cut open. She retrieved the scalpel and inserted it into the flesh, delicately removing the torn portions damaged by the bullet!
The wound was deep, nearly subrging half the scalpel inside!
Soon, Lin Fan easily polished off a bottle of white liquor, removing all the torn portions around the wound, revealing a small opening with blood still oozing out!
Shangxue Qingchuan put down the scalpel and picked up the tweezers, gently inserting them into the wound, asking, "Can you feel where the bullet is?"
"A bit to the left," Lin Fan imdiately began directing.
Shangxue Qingchuan didn't hesitate, carefully maneuvering the tweezers with her fingers.
"A little more to the right..."
"A bit more to the lower right corner..."
"Yes, that's the spot, push the tweezers further in..."
With Lin Fan's guidance, soon, Shangxue Qingchuan could feel the tweezers touching a solid object!
"Yes! That's it, clamp it out for !"
Lin Fan imdiately commanded!
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