Zhao Gangjun originally planned to send Cao Baishuang to the hospital, but firstly the hospital was not safe, and secondly, if the blood on Cao Baishuang's chest did not stop, Cao Baishuang might not be able to get to the hospital.
Xu Jiyuan followed Zhao Gangjun closely. Although he was also injured, it seemed like nothing had happened at this time.
However, the blood stains on his body showed that his injuries were quite serious.
"Move out all the medical equipment at home."
Zhao Gangjun knocked on Lin Qianru's door behind Cao Baishuang's back.
When Lin Qianru saw Zhao Gangjun coming back with a man covered in blood, she was immediately startled and asked quickly, "Gangjun, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine, someone is injured." Zhao Gangjun said.
"oh!"
Lin Qianru nodded, turned around and ran into the room. Not long after, she ran out with a small medical kit.
Zhao Gangrong placed Cao Baishuang on the sofa.
Purple Butterfly stood beside Zhao Gangjun, looking at Cao Baishuang on the sofa, with a strange look in her eyes.
"Qianru, lock the door. No matter who comes, don't open the door."
Zhao Gangjun warned Lin Qianru.
"Um."
Lin Qianru nodded, turned around and ran to the door, holding it open, then moved a few chairs to block the door.
"Xu Jiyuan, if you can't die, go take care of the wound yourself." Zhao Gangjun said to Xu Jiyuan.
"I understand, Master."
Xu Jiyuan nodded, turned and walked into the bathroom nearby.
After getting ready, Zhao Gangjun looked at Cao Baishuang on the sofa.
Cao Baishuang's face turned pale. She did not faint, but she could not speak a word because of excessive weakness.
"well."
Zhao Gangjun sighed, shook his head, and said, "It's not like you don't know that guy Li Haobing is cheating, and you go out to arrest him alone. Isn't this looking for death?"
Cao Baishuang had no expression on his face and said nothing.
"It's a good idea now. You're going to have to live or die. If it weren't for me, you would probably be dead right now. You owe me your life. It's up to you how you want to repay me in the future."
While Zhao Gangjun was talking like a chatterbox, he reached out and untied Cao Baishuang's clothes.
Cao Baishuang's chest was a bloody mess.
Although the weather was cold and gloomy, Cao Baishuang was only wearing one piece of clothing.
After Zhao Gangrong untied Cao Baishuang's blood-covered clothes, Cao Baishuang's white beard and pink skin were exposed.
Although when I was a child, I often peeked at Cao Baishuang's bath, but those were just peeks, and I couldn't see it as clearly as I do now.
The pink and white skin had turned pale due to excessive blood loss. It felt good to the touch, but a little cold.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this skin alone is enough for a hundred percent."
Zhao Gangjun sighed while reaching out to untie Cao Baishuang's underwear.
I don’t know why, but Zhao Gangrong didn’t have any mental obstacles when he took off Cao Baishuang’s underwear.
Maybe it's because he has known the woman in front of him who is unsmiling to him since he was born, or maybe it's because she is seriously injured now.
Anyway, Zhao Gangjun untied Cao Baishuang's underwear.
Cao Baishuang's plump and erect breasts naturally spread to both sides.
This is the most authentic pure milk.
Some people say that it is very simple to check whether a person's breasts are fake. Just let her lie down and see if her breasts spread to both sides to tell whether her breasts are fake.
Even though Cao Baishuang's breasts were spread out to both sides, the height of those breasts was still enough to put many women to shame. Even Lin Qianru, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but look at her chest and found that she was much bigger than herself.
It's really much bigger.
Zhao Gangjun frowned, not looking at the red grapes on the twin peaks, nor taking the opportunity to touch the twin peaks to feel the feel. He just looked at the wound between Cao Baishuang's twin peaks.
That wound was torn open by a huge force, so it was a laceration.
Lacerations cause great damage to the human body. Unlike cuts and stab wounds, which can be easily sutured, this type of laceration is more difficult to suture and more painful.
Zhao Gangjun took out a needle and thread from the medicine box and said to Cao Baishuang, "If it really hurts later, don't scream. Someone might be looking for you now."
Cao Baishuang said nothing and looked straight at Zhao Gangjun.
There was no shame or pain on her face. Instead, there was just endless calmness, even indifference.
It's hard to imagine that a person can remain so calm despite being so seriously injured.
At least Zhao Gangjun felt that he couldn't do it.
Zhao Gangjun began to suture Cao Baishuang's wound.
Zhao Gangjun had basically learned the suturing of various wounds not long after entering Hunter School. Although lacerations were difficult to deal with, for Zhao Gangjun, if he spent more time, he could still sew them up.
Time passes minute by minute.
In the house with the heating on, blood began to slowly ooze from Lin Qianru's forehead. This was the first time she had seen such a scene.
A woman was lying on the sofa, naked from the waist up.
His lover took the needle and quickly sutured the woman's chest.
Not even anesthetics were used.
It is said that they are worried about the anesthetic flowing to the lungs or heart.
The skin and flesh, just like the torn pants we mended before, were slowly gathered together and then sewn shut.
Lin Qianru felt pain just by looking at it, and she panicked all over.
But Cao Baishuang still didn't have any expression, her face just turned paler.
Zhao Gangjun's hands were very fast and he quickly sewed up Cao Baishuang's wound. Then, Zhao Gangjun took out a packet of powdery stuff from the medicine box and said, "This thing can prevent scars on your chest, but
He will make you very painful, whether you use it or not."
Cao Baishuang nodded slightly.
Zhao Gangjun smiled and said, "I thought you were really an expert. In terms of appearance, all women are the same. Hahaha."
For the first time, an angry look appeared in Cao Baishuang's eyes, but the anger only flashed past, and then calmed down again.
Zhao Gangjun opened the bag of powdery objects.
"Gang Yan, are you sure you don't want to use anesthetic?" Lin Qianru asked.
She knew how painful it would be to use the powdery substance without anesthesia, just like adding salt to the wound.
"She doesn't have to."
Zhao Gangjun shook his head, and then poured the powder on Cao Baishuang's wound.
There is no sense of sympathy at all.
Cao Baishuang's body suddenly tensed up when the medicinal powder was poured on the wound.
Her hands tightly grasped the steps on the sofa, and her eyes suddenly widened.