Fu Yi and Fu Er heard Shen Nancheng's doubts, and immediately remembered that they had a face on their faces now, and it was normal for Shen Nancheng not to recognize them, but they did not admit their identities to Shen Nancheng at the first time, but turned around and looked at the people behind them.

Mo Zishu nodded at them, out of the way.

"Go in first." Mo Zishu was holding hibiscus and roses, the condition of these two people was also a little bad now, and their bodies began to heat up.

"Fu Yi, Fu Er, you go to the boss lady to ask for three sets of clean clothes, three basins of hot water, and tools for treating wounds, you also go and change your clothes now, and help later." Mo Zishu began to say to Fu Yi and Fu Er, and the latter sentence was said to Shen Nancheng.

Fu Yi and Fu Er nodded, and then went out of the room, ready to find the proprietress, and Shen Nancheng also went downstairs and returned to his room.

However, what surprised Fu Yi and Fu Er was that all the things that Miss Mo needed were placed on the table in the hall when they didn't know when, and the three basins of hot water were still steaming, the two looked at each other, and they didn't find the figure of the proprietress around, and suddenly they felt that this proprietress was very mysterious in their hearts, and they didn't stay in the hall for a long time, and Fu Yi and Fu Er took things and went upstairs.

When Shen Nancheng returned to the room, he saw Mingzi holding his mobile phone as if he was about to make a call, he looked down at the time on his wrist, it was already past three o'clock at this time.

"I'm back." Shen Nancheng returned to his room before exhaling a calm breath.

The sad faces of Mingzi and the others instantly smiled, and they surrounded Shen Nancheng.

"Shen Shao, are you okay?" Everyone looked at Shen Nancheng's embarrassed body and asked with concern.

"It's okay, I'm going to change my clothes, and his special assistant is upstairs." After Shen Nancheng said this, he walked towards the bathroom, leaving the group still in a daze.

"Akiko, I heard you right, his special assistant was rescued?" Someone still didn't believe it, and he asked after tugging at Akiko's clothes.

"I, I don't know." Akiko shook her head in a trance.

Shen Nancheng came out after changing his clothes for a few minutes, and he didn't explain anything to his subordinates, so he went straight to the third floor.

But before leaving, he still explained: "Don't come up if it's okay." "Success has made everyone's footsteps stop in the same place.

After Shen Nancheng went up, Fu Yi and Fu Er prepared all the things that Mo Zishu needed, at this time, Mo Zishu had already stripped off his clothes to the point that only a pair of big pants remained, and his more than he was now unconscious and had a fever, so he didn't know what people from the outside world had done to him, but later when he knew, he would definitely regret why he didn't insist on it tonight.

"Eh, what, I'll do it later." Seeing this scene, Shen Nancheng thought that Mo Zishu was going to take the next step, so he hurriedly stopped Mo Zishu, but in fact, he thought too much.

"It's just that you're here, wipe the blood on his body first, and disinfect it, right?" Mo Zishu glanced at Shen Nancheng, and threw the towel in his hand directly.

Shen Nancheng caught it stupidly, and then replied sluggishly: "Yes." ”

Then Mo Zishu turned around and said to Fu Yi: "Put these two beds together, and close the curtain for me by the way." ”

Fu nodded a little, moved quickly, and soon the two beds were put together.

"You guys are guarding outside, I'll clean their wounds, Fu Er, you look at the situation over there in Shen Nancheng, and tell me immediately if there is any situation." Mo Zishu said to Fu Yi and Fu Er before getting into the curtain.

Hibiscus and Rose were lying on the bed, their faces were very pale, and their minds were now a little unclear.

Mo Zishu used scissors to cut the clothes on the hibiscus and roses directly, because the fabric of some clothes was stuck together because of the liquid and blood secreted from the wound, and this had to be dealt with separately.

In the end, Hibiscus and Rose were left with only underwear, clothes, and mottled scars.

Mo Zishu looked at the whiplash wounds on the two of them that covered their entire bodies, and suddenly their faces became much gloomy, and their movements of wiping the blood with a towel were much softer.

"S, we're fine." Hibiscus, who could still speak, raised her hand to hold Mo Zishu's palm, and a refreshing coldness hit her heart, and she reluctantly squeezed out a smile at Mo Zishu.

"Don't talk." Mo Zishu restrained the coldness of his face, and a light smile floated, and the gloom in his heart was suppressed by him.

After a while, a clean white towel was stained red with blood, Mo Zishu handed it out, and Fu Yi, who was guarding outside, quickly handed the clean white towel in.

The blood stains and stains on Mu Hibiscus's body were cleaned up, and Mo Zishu was ready to start disinfecting her.

"It hurts a little, bear with it." Mo Zishu took a cotton swab stained with alcohol and began to wipe the wound on Mu Hibiscus's body, and when the cold cotton swab landed on the hideous wound, she obviously felt that Mu Hibiscus's body began to tremble.

Even if she can't bear it now, she still has to clean the hibiscus wound to avoid the inflammation of the wound and the aggravation of the fever.

But for about ten minutes, it was like half a century of suffering for Hibiscus, her hands were always pulling the sheets under her, because it was too painful, sweat rolled down into the pillow one after another from her forehead to the corners of her eyes, and she couldn't tell whether it was her sweat or tears, her teeth clenched up and down, or she couldn't avoid trembling and colliding sounds, she knew that S's movements were gentle enough, but the fierceness of the alcohol still made her whole body unable to calm down.

"Alright, I'll bandage you now." Mo Zishu exhaled slowly, and her forehead was now covered with fine sweat.

The process of bandaging made the hibiscus less painful.

After dressing Hibiscus, Hibiscus's consciousness was already drowsy, and Mo Zishu probed the temperature of her forehead and had a fever.

She then took out the wooden box she had brought with her from her backpack, which contained a set of silver needles she had bought.

The slender fingers pinched the silver needles, and several major acupuncture points on the hibiscus body fell quickly, and the depth of the silver needles everywhere was different, so as to achieve the effect of stimulating the acupuncture points with silver needles.

Then there is the rose, the injuries of the rose and the hibiscus are similar, and now they have a fever, but the rose is not awake now, so Mo Zishu directly began to treat the wound of the rose.

Here, Shen Nancheng had also cleaned up his wounds, but he was shot in one of his bodies, and he had no way to take it, so he had to tell Fu Er and ask for help.

After Mo Zishu processed the roses, they also put needles on them, they didn't have professional medical tools and medicines here, and there was no way to buy them in the village, so needles were the fastest way.

"How's it going?" Mo Zishu paced to Shen Nancheng's side, his face was flushed at this time, his forehead was sweating, and his whole person was like a boiling kettle, constantly emitting heat.

"I got a bullet in the shoulder blade in my back, and it was too deep for me to take it." Shen Nancheng couldn't help but clench the gauze in his hand as he spoke, he took care of his wounds, and he wanted to kill.

"Leave it to me, alcohol, tweezers, stitch needlework." Mo Zishu looked at Qi Yu lying on the bed and dying, and the wound on the shoulder blade on his back was a little uncomfortable to look at like a deep hole.

There were no special gloves for surgery, and Mo Zishu only soaked his hands in alcohol several times before he began to give him more than a bullet.

Mo Zishu held the knife in his hand and spent a cross on the wound where he was more than shot, and the wound stretched it open, before he put the tweezers in it and took out the bullet inside, and the next moment the bullet was taken out, blood gushed out from the depths of the wound, but fortunately, Shen Nancheng had been waiting by the side, the bullet was taken out, and he immediately handed over the hemostatic gauze.

Although he had passed out, he was still very sensitive to the perception of pain, and when the bullet was taken out of his body, he snorted, and the sweat on his forehead became even more fierce.

Mo Zishu took it, calmly stuffed it into the wound, then began to disinfect the wound, and then began to stitch up the wound.

There is no hemp or medicine, so Mo Zishu directly began to suture the wound for it, and the needle and thread passed through the intact skin and flesh to pull it together and sew it together.

After the wound was stitched, Mo Zishu also had to give him a needle to reduce fever.

"What are you doing here?" Shen Nancheng was puzzled by Mo Zishu's operation, and when he saw the silver needle on his body, he was inexplicably a little afraid of the needle.

Mo Zishu glanced at Shen Nancheng with slanted eyes, did not explain to him, and then lightly withdrew his gaze and put away his tools.

Shen Nancheng always felt that he was despised at this glance.

"Miss, are you also injured?" Carefully Fu Yi noticed that every time Mo Zishu moved, there would always be new blood stains on the ground, and he didn't see Mo Zishu's wound there, but it was definitely injured.

"I'll take care of it." Mo Zishu nodded, she had an injury on her leg, but she forgot about it, and after the extreme pain, she was numb.

Then Mo Zishu sat on his bed and lifted his trouser legs, and a bloody wound was exposed, the wound was extremely deep and large, and the mingulated flesh inside could be seen.

"Miss Mo, you." Fu Yi couldn't help but cry out, and the whole person quickly came to Mo Zishu's face, looking at the terrifying wound, his face changed in shock.

Shen Nancheng didn't expect Mo Zishu's wound to be so terrifying, he admired even more that she could treat someone else's wound with such a serious wound without changing her face, and she ignored the three words "Miss Mo" shouted by Fu Yi for a while.

However, lying on the bed, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he calmed down and let out a rapid and short breath.

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