Zhou Heng listened attentively and did not hear any more sounds.

This plum garden is heavily guarded, Pang Xiao's subordinates are all kung fu people, who can come in?

If you dare to enter your room at will, there is no one else except Boss Xue, Zhou Heng was a little angry, shook the water in his hair, stood up from the bathtub, grabbed the bath towel and wanted to take a look.

At this time, the entire screen turned upside down towards Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng was shocked, jumped out of the bathtub barefoot, grabbed the bath towel with one hand and held the screen with the other.

However, with this action, the clothes on the screen have fallen into the bathtub.

Zhou Heng straightened the screen, hurriedly put on the clothes on the side, his hair was not dried, and he quickly wrapped the bath towel around his head.

Zhou Heng was a little irritable, pulled his shoes, and quickly rushed behind the screen, seeing the open window, Zhou Heng's face became even darker, and he was just about to call Boss Xue's name, and instantly felt that his ankle was caught.

Zhou Heng was frightened, and when he looked down, a man in black was clutching his ankle, and Zhou Heng was about to kick when he raised his foot.

At the moment when his feet were raised, the man in black on the ground snorted, and the voice seemed to be a woman.

Zhou Heng hurriedly dropped his raised foot, broke free from the shackles of the man in black, took two steps back, and squatted down slightly, only to find that there seemed to be blood stains under the man in black.

At this time, it was already completely dark, and a wounded woman in black quietly entered her room, this person was by no means a good person.

Turning around and searching, there were only food boxes and tea sets on the table on his side, Zhou Heng raised the teapot and bent down slightly.

"Who are you?"

The woman in black on the ground raised her head slightly, her face was pale, there was a blood stain on the corner of her lips, her eyes could no longer focus, but her body shook a little, and a short sword with a scabbard was raised.

Looking at the shape of his mouth, he seemed to say 'help me', and then his head drooped.

Zhou Heng held the teapot and gestured for a long time, but when he saw that the woman in black was not moving, he didn't know what to do for a while.

Raising her foot and kicking her, the body of the woman in black lying on her side only shook a little, and there was no other reaction.

Zhou Heng sighed, what is the matter?

Putting the teapot down, Zhou Heng cautiously walked to the side of the woman in black and shook her shoulders.

"Hey, wake up!"

With Zhou Heng's flicker, the woman in black was directly flipped over, her scattered hair sticking to her face, although her face was pale and there were blood stains on the corners of her lips.

But I have to say that this woman is very beautiful.

is different from Liu Xiuer's dignified beauty, she has a hint of sickly coldness.

Zhou Heng swallowed a mouthful of saliva and put his hand on the tip of the woman's nose.

Breathing was extremely weak, and the chest heaving was not very noticeable.

Blood was constantly flowing from her shoulder armor, and a finger-thick broken piece of wood had been stained bloody, apparently she had been hit by an arrow.

Zhou Heng's gaze fell on the short sword.

With a length of less than forty centimeters, several gems inlaid with the scabbard, and a filigree and gilt ornamentation, the sword must be worth a lot of money without scrutiny.

Zhou Heng grabbed the short sword and pulled it hard, and the short sword fell into Zhou Heng's hand.

Pulling out the short sword, the cold light appeared, and he looked up and down, and he didn't see the inscription on the short sword, but only engraved a Su character on the gauntlet.

And the woman's fingers, Zhou Heng also looked at it carefully, the skin of the hands was delicate, and there were no hard calluses, this was not what it looked like to hold a sword for a long time.

I think that at the beginning, I touched the scalpel all the year round, and there were hard calluses on my thumb, index finger and palm, it seems that she doesn't look like a martial arts practitioner, but why is she carrying a sword?

Is it a threat to kill him if you don't save him?

The easiest way at this moment is to go to Pang Xiao.

However, in this way, this woman's life must be in danger, and she does not know her identity and breaks into the plum garden with a short sword, which is a proper capital crime, and it is the result of being killed quietly.

Looking at her beautiful face, Zhou Heng was a little reluctant in his heart.

After thinking about it, Zhou Heng was a little entangled, what did it mean to hold a short sword to find himself?

Mouth said, help me?

Could it be that I used the dagger as a medical fee to let me treat her?

After thinking about it, it seemed that there was only this possibility, Zhou Heng put the short sword into the sheath, hid it under the mattress, and put on his shirt indiscriminately, and then returned to the side of the woman in black.

"Save you, the dagger is used as a medical fee, and I can be regarded as accepting it, but you can't turn your face and deny it."

Zhou Heng picked up the woman in black, and only then did he feel that the woman was very light and very petite, walked to the bookcase, and put the person on the bookcase, not to mention that the length was about the same as the woman's height.

The bedding on the bed can't be stained with blood, and it's not easy to explain it later, and there is nothing soft in this room, except for the tea table is this bookcase, there is no way but to make do with it.

Zhou Heng opened the first aid kit, picked up a pair of scissors, and cut a hole horizontally on the shirt on the shoulder of the woman in black.

Although the wound was not touched, the blood was still pouring out rapidly.

Zhou Heng frowned slightly, looking at the wound, it didn't look like he had just been injured, there was no treatment all the way, and there must have been a lot of blood, since he wanted to save him, he didn't care about anything else.

Finding the syringe and giving the woman in black a local anesthetic, Zhou Heng glanced at the woman's face.

"Seeing how you look, you don't look like a great traitor, I'll save your life."

Zhou Heng spread a hole towel, put on gloves, and disinfected the wound, then holding the tail of the wooden stick in one hand and cutting a cut along both sides of the wound with a knife in the other.

Constantly separating the tissues, the bright red blood gushed out even more frantically, Zhou Heng sweated a little on his forehead, and kept wiping the incision, unable to see the arrow but touching the three horizontal thorns.

What is this?

Zhou Heng grabbed the arrow shaft and lifted it a little harder, the woman frowned and snorted, Zhou Heng quickly let go, obviously local anesthesia could not stop the pain here.

But what is this thorn?

Zhou Heng dropped the scalpel and wiped the blood from the wound while observing with a highlight-flashlight between his jaw and shoulders.

It turns out that this horizontal spur is a prominent part of the arrow shaft, which is not an arrow, how can there be such a horizontal spur design.

Suddenly, Zhou Heng thought of a plot in the new Dragon Gate Inn.

In an instant, it seemed that there were mechanisms on this arrow, and once it pierced into the human body, these horizontal thorns on it would automatically stretch.

Zhou Heng frowned, it was really inhumane to use such a vicious weapon on a woman.

Although indignant, the movements of his hands did not pause, and he groped a little bit down the shaft of the arrow, and suddenly encountered a bulge under the horizontal stab.

Zhou Heng's fingertips pressed hard and downward.

There was a 'snap' sound, and the woman in black snorted again, this time it seemed to hurt badly, her eyelids trembled and her head shook, a layer of cold sweat appeared on her forehead, and her brows furrowed tightly.

Zhou Heng hurriedly wiped the wound again, and sure enough, the horizontal thorn disappeared, and he touched it down again, and the deep part was already a metal arrow.

Although the arrow did not hurt the clavicle, this location is full of vascular nerves, and below the arrow is the intersection of the arm from the artery and the brachial plexus, so it is impossible to move the whole arm in the future.

Zhou Heng identified the direction of the arrow, grabbed the shaft of the arrow and pulled it out quickly.

A blood arrow gushed out, dropping the arrow, Zhou Heng hurriedly pressed the wound, grabbed the needle and thread while wiping it while looking for the damaged blood vessel, and sure enough, there was a blood vessel in the deep part pierced by the arrow that kept gushing blood.

Zhou Heng clamped the two ends of the blood vessels and quickly sutured them together, this is the main blood vessel of the arm, and the arm will be abandoned after a long time of interruption.

Staring at the broken blood vessels, he sutured the blood vessels one by one, checked that there were no omissions, and then loosened the vascular clamps on both sides.

Although there was still oozing at this moment, it was no longer gushing like just now, and Zhou Heng's worried heart was a little calmer.

Start with the deep part and clean it layer by layer.

After dealing with the injury, only five sutures could be seen, but at this time, Zhou Heng made a difficulty.

There are other first-aid kits, but there is no adhesive tape, and the non-woven patches for infusion are too small to be used here.

Moreover, this position is so sensitive that if the wound and shoulder are completely bandaged, the sleeves of the shirt will have to be cut.

Zhou Heng held the gauze and pressed the wound, frowned, and secretly said in his heart, don't rely on me, I just want to help you clean up the wound, you said it.

Clearing his throat, Zhou Heng tore off his gloves, and was just about to tear the shirt on the shoulders of the woman in black when there was a sound of footsteps at the door.

"Has Gongzi Zhou finished washing?"