586. Chapter 586 Survival after the catastrophe [10]
"You mean, there is a traitor around A Luo?"
"That's right."
"But, Arlo is so cautious, what kind of traitor would be ignored under his nose?"
"Then I can only ask him himself... I'm afraid it's more likely to be a woman..."
Ai Lengcui let out a long sigh, "It is said that a hero has a hard time being a beauty. I didn't expect that we, A Luo, would make such a low-level mistake!"
"That's not all -" April's lips were frivolous, "We have enough evidence to show that the biggest driving force behind the scenes is actually none other than my cousin's biological brother - Yesi Hao."
"That little bitch born of a bitch!" Ai Lengcui cursed, clenching her fists, "I have always thought that this kid is actually very ambitious, and I have reminded A Luo more than once, but I didn't expect that this bastard
Finally one day he rebelled!"
April shrugged, "It can be considered a lesson to my cousin."
The suturing work has been completed. The upper body of Yesilo lying on the bed is densely wrapped with snow-white gauze. On the blue sterilized sheet spread next to him, the bloody gauze used in the rescue is the same as his snow-white.
Their expressions looked even more shocking when compared with each other.
"The wound has been properly treated. If the person wakes up, it will be fine." Yin Yaoer said these words coldly, turned around and left the room.
Ai Lengcui's heart that had been hanging around was slowly relieved. She sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Yesi Luo who was still sleeping, and lightly traced his handsome and cold cheek with her fingers, "This child, when will he not let anyone stop him?"
worry?"
He looked at the bloody gauze next to him and said, "Hurry and clean these up. Alo loves cleanliness the most."
The nurses hurriedly packed away the gauze, bending plates, sterilization sheets, surgical instruments, etc. used during the rescue.
There was only a large bottle of anti-inflammatory water left on his head, dripping down the transparent infusion set into the veins on the back of his hand.
Holding a snow-white handkerchief in her hand, she carefully wiped away the dense beads of sweat on Yesi Luo's forehead. There were also drops of blood on his neck that had been spattered during the rescue. Ai Lengcui wiped them clean for him.
His eyes fell on the snow-white gauze in front of his chest that was gradually smudged with scarlet.
"I'm afraid there will be a lot of scars here, right?"
The assistant doctor said with fear and fear, "The scar is nothing. I can do plastic surgery after it heals."
"What kind of plastic surgery? I think he should keep this scar and let him remember this lesson. If he exposes himself to the enemy's gun so arrogantly, he won't be so lucky next time -"
Ai Lengcui looked at Yesi Luo and spoke angrily, but she gently covered him with the soft silk quilt in her hand.
Yesiluo was still asleep, feeling as if he was still floating on the sea. Time and time again, he was pushed into the deep sea water by the overwhelming waves. Bubbles rose in panic from all around him. He was about to die.
He was suffocated, but he still struggled desperately to get his head out of the sea.
In a daze, he saw a little boy standing on the beach. He looked six or seven years old, with a childish face.
That was him in childhood.
Some children of similar age stood tremblingly side by side.
A man in riding boots was holding a whip, and he struck the table in front of them with the head of the whip in a fierce manner, "Start!"