Rarely fascinated

The small gate in the west courtyard was nothing more than a broken iron gate fence, and then the two fences on the side were broken outwards, forming an arc, and the middle was just right for people to pass through.

Fang Zhiyuan stood in front of the "hole", looked at the width, lowered his head and asked, "Are you sure we can go in?"

"Well, yes, you can put me in sideways, and then you can move it over." Wen Cun turned his face out of Fang Zhiyuan's clothes, "Your small body is like a piece of paper, why did it all go in?" .”

"...You really believe in my arm strength." Fang Zhiyuan's arm was already a little sore, and he couldn't help but said, "It looks very thin, but I didn't expect it to be so heavy."

"It looks very thin. I didn't expect it to be quite strong." Wen Cun replied.

"Shut up, you." Fang Zhiyuan tried the method Wen Cun said, and when he found that he could really get in, he bent over and walked in with a big step.

He looked around, "Do you know where there is no one around here, you will definitely not be able to go back to the dormitory like this."

"Yes...you can just go ahead...go to the sports lounge..." Wen Cun's face was slightly pale, and the white shirt on his lower abdomen had been dyed blood red. He seemed to be in Fang Zhiyuan's arms. getting sleepy...

"Do you have the key?"

"...um..." Wen Cun leaned his head on Fang Zhiyuan's chest, his eyes closed and opened suddenly, and his eyelids almost couldn't be opened.

Fang Zhiyuan felt that something was wrong with Wen Cun's voice, he looked down and met Wen Cun's eyes that were almost out of focus.Fang Zhiyuan frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Gentle, don't sleep."

"Didn't sleep." Wen Cun retorted softly.

Fang Zhiyuan bent his fingers straight down, and twisted them on Wen Cun's leg, and Wen Cun shivered in Fang Zhiyuan's arms in pain.

"Fuck...!" Wen Cun woke up instantly, and stared at Fang Zhiyuan, "Why you!"

"Don't sleep." Fang Zhiyuan said softly, "How long until we arrive."

"Turn a corner ahead, see that little house, that's the only one." Wen Cun felt that the injury on his stomach was not as painful as Fang Zhiyuan's pinching of him just now, and he said aggrievedly, "I didn't sleep, you screw me Well."

"I'm afraid you'll sleep."

"..."

Not long after walking, Fang Zhiyuan arrived at the door of that house, and he asked, "Where is the key?"

"Above the door frame."

Fang Zhiyuan sighed, "Do you think I can take it off with my hands now?"

"You lift me higher, I'll take it." Wen Cun thought for a while and said.

"You think you're a three-year-old child. I'm going to be so fucking exhausted that I'll throw you down in a while." Fang Zhiyuan said that, but he lifted Wen Cun up a bit with his arms.

Wen Cun supported Fang Zhiyuan's shoulder with one arm, raised the other arm and fumbled on the door frame for a while, and took out a key.

"Drive it yourself." Fang Zhiyuan said.

"Hey, that's how you treat a patient." Wen Cun tilted his head hard to find the keyhole with the key, and finally got it right and inserted it.

The room was not too big, and there were some sports equipments. Wen Cun was not wearing anything on his upper body. Fang Zhiyuan put him on a sit-up mat for him to lean on, and sat on the ground.

"how do you feel?"

"Not very good." Wen Cun smiled, with a rare weak tone, "I didn't feel anything just now, but now I feel pain."

"You wait for me here." Fang Zhiyuan saw that there was nothing in the room that could cover Wen Cun, he hesitated for a while but didn't take off his shirt and put it on him, so he said, "Don't sleep."

"What are you doing?" Wen Cun looked up at Fang Zhiyuan.

"Take things, you can't do without treating your wound." Fang Zhiyuan said, "It will really kill people if you are late."

Wen Cun bit his lips, with a trace of fragility in his eyes, "Then come back quickly."

"Understood." Fang Zhiyuan looked at Wen Cun's pitiful appearance, couldn't help reaching out to rub his hair, and his tone became much softer, "I'll be right back, don't fall asleep."

Fang Zhiyuan ran all the way to the school gate. He felt that he might not be able to run at this speed in a 50-meter sprint. There was a black car parked at the gate, and Fang Zhiyuan rushed over directly.

"thing?"

"It's all here." Gao Cheng frowned and said, "You didn't explain what happened on the phone. I also brought a lot of things that you should be able to use. You can take them all."

"Thank you." Fang Zhiyuan gave Gao Cheng a firm hug with one hand, took the big bag of things, looked at him and said, "I need it urgently, so I'll go back first."

"Yeah." Gao Cheng nodded, "Let's go, I'll contact you later."

Fang Zhiyuan ran back before he even had time to say goodbye. He didn't know why he wanted to meddle in that nosy business, he didn't know why he wanted to save Wen Cun, and he didn't know why he ran out of breath because of Wen Cun's words.

There are so many things in life that you can't say why but do subconsciously.

"I'm back." Fang Zhiyuan pulled open the door, put the things in his hand beside Wen Wen, and knelt down to look at Wen Wen's face.

"Hmm..." A deep sense of sleepiness was written on Wen Cun's face, "Fang Zhiyuan, I think I might die..."

"It's okay, don't think about it. It's just a lot of blood loss." Fang Zhiyuan said in a calm voice, "Tomorrow, drink some brown sugar and eat some dates to make up for it."

"It's like coming to my aunt..." Wen Cun couldn't help laughing.

Fang Zhiyuan took out the medical scissors, cut off the clothes on Wen Cun's waist, and looked at Wen Cun's wound under the light.

"Maybe we won't be able to wait for the effect of anesthesia." Fang Zhiyuan frowned, "It's too late."

"What are you doing?" Wen Cun looked up at him.

"needle."

"Fuck, brother, you're really fake." There was obvious surprise on Wen Cun's pale face, "Is it reliable...don't make me bloody..."

"Brother, I'm a professional." Fang Zhiyuan disinfected the surrounding skin with alcohol, took hemolysin and poured it on the tender wound, and said with his head down, "You can't do anything now if you're not a professional. If you don't go to the hospital, you will die."

"...Will it hurt?" Wen Cun bit his lip.

"Nonsense." Fang Zhiyuan said, "There is a lot of blood flow. It will hurt if the anesthesia is not strong at the beginning. Hold on, I don't dare to drag it down anymore... I'm afraid you will lose too much blood. "

Fang Zhiyuan broke the head of an anesthesia bottle, sucked it in with a needle, and stuck it near the wound.The technique is beautiful, like a professional doctor, familiar and experienced.

"The first major surgery in my life was actually done by you in this kind of place." Wen Cun's voice was a little weak, but a slight smile could still be heard.

"The first major surgery in your life should be when your mother gave birth to you." Fang Zhiyuan quickly put on medical gloves, picked up the medical needle in the sterile bag next to him, and started threading.

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(′^`) There is another collection, hin is happy.

I thought of a bloody routine!

Wait for me to spill blood all over the sky! !