Xia Yumei really wanted to refute, but due to the man's strong aura, those words stuck in her throat. She was sure that if she said those words, she would be crushed to death by the man.

"Get some iodophor!" Seeing Xia Yu's eyebrows not moving for a long time, Mo Shi cursed in his heart and couldn't help but order.

Povidone iodine is indeed a little better than alcohol, it is not so irritating to the wound, and it will not hurt so much.

Xia Yumei said yes in a low voice, and then went out by herself. After a while, according to Mo Shi's request, she brought iodophor.

Xia Yumei dipped the tampon in iodophor again, paused for a moment, and felt that the man beside her had no other opinions, so she began to disinfect.

The soaked cloth was cut open with pliers, and it was automatically peeled off from the bloody wound. Xia Yumei tried her best to make the movement as light as possible, in case it would be a little heavier, the man's brows furrowed a little deeper.

As the cloth was slowly opened, the blackness in the man's eyes became deeper, faintly, as if there was a touch of pain pervading...

How could he be so seriously injured?

It was whipped, but it seemed to be cut with a stabbed knife. Those bright red wounds seemed to be wounded on the man himself.

The fist clenched by my side gradually tightened...

wrong!

Mo Shi was trained by the devil, and he has lived in the dark world for a long time. He has long forgotten what pain is, and he has long forgotten the taste of blood...

However, he now felt that those wounds seemed to be planted on his heart, and even breathing began to hurt.

I have to say that Xia Yumei is the best surgical expert. She is skilled in treating wounds, and her sutures are also meticulous and exquisite. However, no matter how good an expert is, if there is no anesthesiologist, the patient will still feel pain if he uses the knife and needle on the patient of.

An Xiaoyi was in a daze, as if her whole body was in a steamer, it was so hot, suddenly, she felt that sharp pain all over her body, and she seemed to be able to hear the sound of her flesh being pulled off, because it was so hot. unbearable.

"It hurts... ah... it hurts..." Some broken voices came out of An Xiaoyi's mouth, and his whole little brows frowned into the word Chuan.

"Take it easy!" Mo Shi roared again!

Xia Yumei felt as if a knife was hanging above her head, and as the man roared, the sharp blade flew out against her scalp, and then the knife flew back, making her hair stand on end.

Immediately, he didn't dare to make any movements, and waited until his mood stabilized for a while before he began to stitch.

But some of the wounds were too long, and Xia Yumei's forehead was covered with fine cold sweat, and her subordinate An Xiaoyi was sweating like rain.

An Xiaoyi only felt that she was being bullied, how could it be so painful? Could it be that someone embroidered on her skin?

"Woo...it hurts..." His broken voice, like the whimper of a small animal, was a cruel torment to Mo Shi's ears.

He also discovered that his own existence had caused pressure on the female doctor, but he was relieved that he had to see it with his own eyes.

His heart was scratching like a cat, and he was so worried that he was dying. Mo Shi, who was omnipotent, suddenly felt helpless like never before.

He can only watch!

He could only listen to her cry of pain!

He can't help anything...

Clenching his fists, he almost killed someone, but what Mo Shi wants to kill most now is himself.

Why can't he even take care of a woman?

Why should she be hurt?

Walking up with big strides, he grabbed An Xiaoyi's hand waving in the air. The man couldn't help but say, "Don't move...I'm here...be patient..."

It has to be said that his words seemed to be the best anesthetic, allowing An Xiaoyi, who was originally at a loss, to find peace immediately.

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