Han Youran, who had regained some strength, stood up from the ground again, and glanced at the things that Anya had brought back, tourniquets, disinfectant water, scalpels, needles and threads for suturing wounds, anesthetics, and syringes. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Anya ran back with gauze in her hand and looked at Han Youran, "Are these okay?"

After Han Youran nodded, he took off his protective clothing, revealing his miserable body, not counting the two fangs under his chest, the skin on his shoulders, abdomen, and arms was corroded by green juice, and the other bruises and bruises did not need to be counted.

Han Youran only took off the seriously damaged protective clothing on his upper body, tied it around his waist, picked up the medical gloves and put them on, and explained to Anya, "You treat Sophie's wound first, mine, I'll solve it myself." ”

"Can you do it yourself?" Anya asked uneasily.

"It's fine. Han Youran said that he was already holding the needle and thread for suturing, some gauze, tourniquet, and disinfectant, walked out, and pulled the open curtain with his hand.

Anya looked at the curtain that blocked her view, sighed, and without further delay, began to untie the gauze wrapped around Sophie's body.

"In this case, I'm only going to inject you with a small amount of anesthesia to keep your brain awake and basic body control, so it's going to hurt a little bit, and you hold back. Anya said as she untied the gauze.

Holding back tears and fear, Sophie nodded slightly, "Hmm!"

Strips of blood-stained gauze were thrown to the ground by Anya, Anya looked at the blood holes on Sophie's body, also took off the protective clothing on her upper body, put on medical gloves, turned on the disinfectant again, and began to disinfect.

After experiencing Han Youran's rough disinfection method once, Sophie endured it easier this time, but it was also painful, and she couldn't even hum.

After the detoxification, Anya changed into a pair of medical gloves, dipped in alcohol cotton, and began to clean Sophie's wounds.

Anya's movements are fast, she is not professional, not even an amateur, she just feels that she should do it, so she does it, as for whether it is right or wrong, she has no time to think about it.

After cleaning up several wounds on Sophie's body, Anya changed another pair of gloves, opened the lid of the anesthetic, and inserted the syringe, only pulling out a small half tube.

After that, Anya administered anesthesia injections next to several blood holes.

In total, there is only a small half-tube of anesthetic, so that every wound is only injected a little bit.

"How do you feel?" asked Anya, who was changing her gloves after the injection.

"No, what's ...... Feel. Sophie said intermittently, Xu was numb from pain, and the anesthetic was useless to her.

Hearing this, Anya glanced at Sophie, then turned her eyes and looked around, and finally only saw a magazine, took it, and put it in front of Sophie's mouth, "Bite it." ”

Sophie glanced at the magazine and opened her mouth obediently.

Anya began to thread the needle and lead the thread, but she heard Shen'er, who had not spoken, say, "Master, there are instruments here that can repair blood vessels in ultra-fine form, so Sophie, it is obvious that the blood vessels in it are also leaking." ”

Anya stopped her movements and asked, "Where?"

As soon as she finished speaking, there was another bright light outside the window, and the clicking voice, and the woman's voice from above, "The second round of the apocalyptic test is over, congratulations, survivors." ”