Ran Xin felt that Sang Shang was a little different from when he first met him, but what was the difference, Ran Xin himself couldn't say.

Although he is still very strict with himself, he still speaks coldly to himself, and he still regards himself as a pet, but Ran Xin always feels that Sang Shang is different from before.

It was a strange feeling that was inexplicable and unexplained, and Ran Xin had never experienced it.

After washing, Ran Xin opened the information while gnawing on the energy block and memorized it, she didn't want to be reprimanded by Sang Shang coldly when the time came, but it didn't take long to hear someone knock on the door hard and urgently.

Frightened, Ran Xin's heart pounded.

"Who," Ran Xin nervously walked behind the door and shouted out the door.

"It's me, Zhong Yan, open the door!" Zhong Yan spoke quickly and urgently.

Ran Xin heard Zhong Yan's voice and immediately opened the door.

As soon as he opened the door, what caught Ran Xin's eyes was the terrifying scene of An Jiu holding Sang Shang with half of his body red.

Ran Xin wanted to step forward to help Sang Shang, but he didn't know where to hold his hand, so he could only follow An Jiu and help Sang Shang into the room.

"What's going on?" Ran Xin saw An Jiu put Sang Shangping, who was covered in blood, on the bed.

"We fell into the trap of those orcs, and we almost couldn't come back," said Anju, gritting his teeth, "If the marshal hadn't killed most of the orcs alone, we might all have been caught by now."

Ran Xin stared at Sang Shang who was lying on the bed with blood, he couldn't believe that a person with such powerful physical skills could be injured like this, you can imagine how dangerous that battle was.

Ran Xin walked to Sang Shang's side, and saw that there was still blood oozing out on the side of his abdomen, and his eyebrows were tightly twisted together, "What kind of injury did he have?" ”

"The orc's claws stabbed into the abdomen," Anju also looked pained and tangled.

Ran Xin immediately knelt beside the bed, gently lifted the clothes of Sang Shang's wound on one side, and saw several extremely deep puncture wounds on one side of his abdomen.

"Sang Shang," Ran Xin heard Sang Shang's moan, and immediately raised his head and eagerly asked him about his situation, "You, how do you feel?" ”

Sang Shang frowned, gasping for breath, and it took a long time to spit out two words with difficulty, "No...... things,"

"This can't work, if it goes on like this, he'll die," Ran Xin was so anxious that his eyes were red.

"However, there is no medicine here, and we can't treat the marshal," Zhong Yan also knew that this injury would be life-threatening if not treated in time, but there was a shortage of doctors and medicines in the hotel, and there was no way to give first aid.

Ran Xin gritted her teeth and stared at the shocking wound in front of her, her heart was pinched together, she felt that she had to do something, she couldn't let Sang Shang lie like this and wait for death.

"I have a way, you go to the pharmacy and buy some disinfectant to clean the wound, hemostatic spray, gauze, anti-inflammatory drugs, as well as needles and threads, tweezers and disposable gloves," Ran Xin said to An Jiu very quickly, "Go buy it quickly, otherwise Sang Shang will be really in danger!" ”

"Are you sure you can save the marshal?" An Jiu is not sure if Ran Xin can really save Sang Shang.

"Nonsense! If it doesn't work, I'll let you buy these for what! Play! Ran Xin was angry and yelled at An Jiu.

An Jiu was also stunned by Ran Xin's yelling, it was the first time she had seen Ran Xin lose her temper like this.

"Okay, I'll go now," An Jiu nodded, he could see that Ran Xin was serious, definitely not joking.

"I'll go too, it'll be faster to buy it separately," Zhong Yan also left the room with An Jiu.

After An Jiu and Zhong Yan left, Ran Xin didn't wait, she took out a pair of scissors from the drawer in the room, took a pot of water with a kettle to boil, and put the scissors into the boiling water to sterilize.

Ran Xin didn't care that the scissors were very hot, so he picked up the hot scissors with his bare hands and cut off the coat covering Sang Shang's wound, so that the wound could be clearly exposed.

Next, Ran Xin cut the towel into small pieces, put them in the kettle, and boiled them with water.

Ran Xin took out the hot towel with scissors and wrung it out, and then wiped the blood and dirt off the edge of the wound little by little.

Ran Xin's movements were very light, but he still felt that the muscles around Sang Shang's wound kept twitching slightly because of his own touch.

"Sang Shang, you bear with it, if it hurts too much, move your hand, I'll try to be as light as possible," Ran Xin knelt beside Sang Shang, bowing his head and scrubbing carefully.

"I didn't ...... thing, no...... It hurts," Sang Shang weakly squeezed a few words out between his teeth.

Sang Shang knew that Ran Xin was treating him, and he wanted to open his eyes to see her, so that she should not be nervous or afraid, but the pain and severe blood loss made him unable to open his eyes at all, unable to say a word, and devoted all his energy to resisting the pain of the wound.

Hearing Sang Shang's weak response, Ran Xin inexplicably felt a lot more settled.

"You'll be fine, don't worry, you'll definitely be fine," Ran Xin didn't know if she was going to say this to Sang Shang or to herself.

It didn't take long for An Jiu and Zhong Yan to return. They bought everything back.

"Open the box of disinfectant and hemostat, and take the needle and thread to sterilize," Ran Xin unceremoniously instructed An Jiu, and he also stood up and put on the disposable gloves that An Jiu bought.

After everything was ready, Ran Xin said coldly to An Jiu again, "Open his mouth and stuff a towel in, I'm afraid that he will be too painful to bite his tongue for a while,"

"Okay," An Jiu immediately walked in front of Sang Shang without talking nonsense, forcefully broke his clenched teeth, and stuffed the disinfected towel into it.

"I'm going to start," Ran Xin did this for the first time, feeling his heart beating faster and his fingers trembling slightly.

She took a few deep breaths to calm herself.

Ran Xin first cleaned several of Sang Shang's wounds with disinfectant water.

This process is the most painful, because the wound is very deep, and Ran Xin needs to spray the disinfectant on the gauze and then use his fingers to penetrate the wound to ensure that the wound is thoroughly disinfected and cleaned.

During the whole process, Ran Xin could feel that Sang Shang's muscles were tense all over his body because of the pain, his hands were trembling slightly on the edge of the bed, and the green tendons on the back of his hands burst out.

Sang Shang bit the towel tightly, stunned to prevent himself from making a sound.

Ran Xin didn't dare to stop for a moment, she knew that Sang Shang must be in pain now, so the faster she moved, the less sin Sang Shang would be.

After disinfecting the wound, Ran Xin used the needle and thread he bought to prepare for Sang Shang to stitch up the wound.

During this period, Ran Xin kept whispering, "It's going to be better soon, it's going to be better soon, it's going to be painless soon......"

Ran Xin was so nervous that her head was covered in sweat, and the beads of sweat that rolled down had fallen on her eyelashes, blurring her vision. Ran Xin just wiped it with his arm and continued to stitch up the wound carefully.

I don't know how long it took for the wound to finally be stitched up. Ran Xin carefully sprayed hemostatic spray on each wound.

"An Jiu, help me lift his waist," Ran Xin commanded An Jiu, "I'm going to wrap him in a bandage,"

"Okay," An Jiu did as Ran Xin asked for it.

It was only at this time that An Jiu really put his mind at ease and truly believed in Ran Xin.

After wrapping the bandage, Ran Xin checked it again, and after making sure that there was no omission, he sat on the ground and exhaled a long breath.