After a tragic death and rebirth, the scumbag tore Bai Yueguang apart for me

Huo Yan was clearly in a lot of pain, but he still led me to sew himself up for two stitches. During the third stitch, he hissed, and I came to my senses and saw that his face had lost all color and was even paler than before.

Although Huo Yan had a cold face in the past, he was very professional and not unkind. The fact that he blocked a knife for Xing Hai showed that he was very sentimental.

Seeing his weak appearance, I asked worriedly:

"Huo Yan, can you hold on?"

He nodded gently, closed his eyes, and let go of my hand, allowing me to sew it myself.

I put aside other emotions and focused on completing the six-step stitch for him.

He leaned on Xing Hai, and even his breathing became heavy and light.

"In this case, you need to get some anti-inflammatory shots and tetanus shots. I'll go get some."

The procedures had to be followed in the hospital, but Huo Yan didn't seem to want anyone to know that he was injured.

The question of why he couldn't let anyone know that he was injured remained in my heart.

I took off my latex gloves and looked at the blisters on my hands that had all burst. I used a new scalpel to scrape off the rotten flesh, which looked even more bloody. I simply took a bottle of disinfectant and poured out half of it.

I held my wrist in pain but didn't say anything.

Xing Hai wanted to say something, but I shook my head to stop him from making any sound and disturbing Huo Yan.

Huo Yan was very weak at this time. I held my hand, wrote a prescription, and went to get the medicine. The nurse who was going to give me the medicine had seen me and knew that I was an intern. She asked, "Doctor Yu, what's wrong with you?"

"I got burned accidentally and touched something rusty. I was afraid of tetanus, so I prescribed some injections."

The nurse didn't doubt it and was about to give me the injection when I took a step back and said, "I can handle it myself. The emergency department is very busy right now, so go and do it."

When the nurse wanted to say something, I had already returned to the dressing room with the medicinal wine.

After giving Huo Yan an intramuscular injection and an anti-inflammatory injection, Xing Hai secretly took him back to Huo Yan's own office. I remember he had a lounge there.

After Xing Hai put Huo Yan on the bed and comforted him, he looked at me, raised his chin and pointed at my hand and said, "Your injury wasn't that serious originally, but now it seems... I didn't expect that classmate Yu is also a ruthless person. Why don't you ask why Huo Yan refused to let others know that he was injured?"

I was bandaging the back of my hand. It hurt, but not as much as it was in my previous life.

It just so happens that I also want to see how Aunt Fu examines my injury tomorrow.

"Criminal Officer, do you know the name of the scarred man who hurt you?"

Xing Hai did not continue the previous topic. He was silent for a while and shook his head and said, "I don't know yet, but he has been nearby in these cases of charred corpses. It's just that there is no actual evidence to prove him, and his true identity is still unknown, so it is difficult to catch him."

"Do you know there is a place called Qingyun Mountain? It is an undeveloped mountain."

My words made him alert for a moment.

"What do you mean?"

"I went to Qingyun Mountain when I was hiking alone before. There were several wooden houses there. I went in. There was no one inside, but there were many knives and tools for daily life. At that time, I wondered what kind of people would live there. Now I think it might be evil people who don't want to be found."

Huo Yan sat up instantly.

"Student Yu, I will go investigate now. I will leave Huo Yan to you."

He rushed back to investigate the case without any doubt, and was still a good policeman of the people as he was in his previous life.

I didn't tell him directly that the scarred man's name was Zhang Baibo because I was afraid he would become suspicious of me.

Looking at the moon outside the window, it looks like a crescent sickle. Perhaps from today on, it is a hunting time. Those who hurt me will not have a good ending.

I went in to see Huo Yan, and he was sleeping soundly.

When I was sewing just now, I forgot to check whether his shirt had the three letters HYW embroidered on it. Now, while his uncle was around, I couldn't help but walk boldly to his side.

Xing Hai helped him unbutton his clothes, but they were still on and covered with a quilt, so he had to open the quilt to see.

I carefully lifted the quilt and saw that he was still sleeping soundly. When I was about to pull off his shirt, he suddenly opened his eyes and held my hand that I had just bandaged. Because I didn't stand steadily, my center of gravity fell forward and I hit his open chest. I pressed tightly against his skin and felt his warmth.

He also had a faint scent of sandalwood on him, which was due to the fact that he always burned incense in his office. Almost all of his shirts were filled with that scent.

It seemed like the coat I wore home that day was covered with too much alcohol and I didn't smell any sandalwood.

He asked in a cold and alert voice: "What?"

I pursed my lips. I didn't expect that he could be so alert when he was injured and unconscious. Is he really just a doctor?

The muscles on his body look like those achieved through regular high-intensity training.

"I want to see if your wound will bleed."

I lied in all seriousness, and Huo Yan finally let me go. I stood up, my face red to my ears.

"Doctor Huo, do you feel any discomfort anywhere? Is it still painful?" As a doctor, I quickly regained my composure and asked him the same questions I would ask a patient.

"never mind."

As he spoke, he pulled out the needle from the IV and threw it aside: "I'm fine, you can go home."

I scratched my head. He is a doctor and my teacher. He pulled out the needle and didn't want to get the injection. I couldn't refute him.

But in his current condition, if I leave and he faints from low blood pressure or his wounds rupture, I will be fully responsible.

According to the situation, he had lost so much blood that he fully met the criteria for a blood transfusion.

"How about I wait for you here? If you're hungry, I can order you some takeout?"

He raised his eyes slightly and looked at me, and said with his thin lips: "No need."

I tilted my head and said, "Then I'll wait for you in my office."

Having said that, I turned around and left his office. Anyway, I am not the kind of person who likes to curry favor with others. I don't know much about Huo Yan, but it seems that apart from having more interactions with Xing Hai, I have never seen him have any interactions with anyone else.

It seems like he really doesn't like dealing with others. I'm a woman, and if I spend the night in his office, it seems like if people tell others about it, people will misunderstand me.

But just as I returned to my office to rest, I heard a nurse knock on the door and said, "Doctor Yu, are you there? Doctor Huo just called and asked you to go to his office and repeat the process of yesterday's surgery to him."

When I opened the door, the nurse looked at me sympathetically: "Dr. Huo is a workaholic. Thank you for your hard work, Dr. Yu."

I didn't say anything and quickened my pace to find Huo Yan. He had just chased me away, but he found an excuse to make me serve him so quickly.

I opened the door a little and heard him talking on the phone: "Well, delete all the surveillance."

He seemed to be aware of my presence.

After hanging up the phone, he looked at me and said, "You moved quite a lot just now, and the wound seems to have split a little. Come and take a look."

I saw him standing straight by the window talking on the phone, and from his back I couldn't tell that he was injured.

He didn't even pay attention to his injury. Normally, people with abdominal injuries would bend over, for fear of pulling the wound even if it didn't hurt. But he just stood there like a pine tree.

"Doctor Huo, I'm beginning to doubt your professionalism. You're standing as straight as a clock, how can this wound not split? Don't blame me for my poor suture skills and write bad techniques in my internship report later!"

This is the longest nagging sentence I have ever said since I was reborn.

After I said that, I was stunned. I was reborn for revenge, not to have a love relationship. Huo Yan is just my teacher. He did me a favor in the previous life, so it doesn’t hurt for me to say a few more words.

I helped him half-lying on the bed, then half-knelt down to open the gauze that was oozing with blood. Looking at the bleeding wound, I took a large sterilized cotton ball and gently pressed it to stop the bleeding, then disinfected it again before gently putting the gauze in place to bandage him.

In order to bandage it better this time, I decided to pass the gauze through the waist so that it would not move easily.

Subconsciously, I hugged his waist as I did with other patients, passed the gauze roll through it, and wrapped it around him three times.

When the bandage was done, I saw a hint of redness on his pale face.

"Doctor Huo, are you recovering so quickly?"

"cough......"

He just coughed lightly and looked away.