Quick Travel: Redeem the Villain

"Come, let me check your wound first, but it may cause some pain, so you must bear it. If you really can't bear it, bite yourself." As he spoke, Mu Xi's eyes fell on Peter. He closed his lips tightly and said nothing, but from his slightly trembling body, it can be seen that he was enduring great pain.

Mu Xi carefully uncovered the pieces of clothing covering the wounds. When the hideous wounds were exposed to the air, a pungent smell of blood hit him. Some of these wounds were so deep that the bones could be seen, while others were so bloody that it was unbearable to look at.

"Do you want some anesthetic?" Mu Xi asked with a smile, "Otherwise it will hurt so much that you will grimace in pain."

"If you don't fight me, I can still hold on."

Mu Xi didn't say anything more and quickly placed everything he needed by the bed.

Mu Xi picked up the tweezers and gently picked up a piece of bloodstained cloth. While treating the wound, he teased, "You are really tough, but if you cry in pain later, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Peter snorted and didn't respond.

The tweezers in Mu Xi's hand tightly grasped the bullet deeply embedded in the flesh, and then pulled it out. With this action, a stream of bright red blood gushed out from the hideous wound. In an instant, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Peter's two thick black eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his already pale cheeks were now even more bloodless, as pale as a piece of white paper, and even had a hint of blue-gray color.

Mu Xi skillfully picked up the needle and thread, and moved it quickly and accurately across the wound like a butterfly flying through flowers. His slender fingers danced flexibly, and each needle went through the skin and muscle tissue just right, sewing the wound tightly.

Mu Xi's speed in suturing the wound was amazing. Not long after, the originally hideous wound was covered with fine and neat stitches, and no more blood was seeping out. Peter, who had been lying there in pain, finally breathed a sigh of relief, because Mu Xi's efficient treatment prevented him from suffering for too long.

When Mu Xi carefully removed the last bullet from the wound, Peter, who had been clenching his teeth to endure the pain, could no longer bear the pain and uttered two low and painful groans. However, after these two groans, as if all his strength had been exhausted, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Boss!"

The pirates who had been standing aside, silent as a mouse and not daring to make a sound, now gathered around anxiously.

"Don't come over here!" Mu Xi reached into his pocket and fumbled around. After a moment, he took out a small box.

Everyone looked closely and found that it was a box of extremely fine silver needles, which shone with a faint and mysterious light under the sunlight. This box of silver needles was a tool specially used for acupuncture, and each one was as thin as a hair.

Mu Xi's hands were dancing like the wind, and the thin silver needles in her hands seemed to have life, piercing into the acupuncture points of Peter's body at an extremely fast speed and accurately. In the blink of an eye, Peter's body was covered with silver needles, like a hedgehog.