The tighter the muscles, the more painful Mu Nian will be.

Mu Nian bit his lower lip tightly, blood spilling from between his teeth, and he kept breathing deeply in order to relax his muscles.

Beads of sweat continued to emerge, flowing on Mu Nian's pale face, and his body felt the penetration of the pliers, and the pain was heartbreaking.

But even if it hurt, Mu Nian stubbornly didn't say anything again.

One bullet was taken out, Gong Yu did not stop, and then took out the second and third ones.

The three bullets were all taken out, not only Mu Nian was covered in sweat, but Gong Yu was also sweating.

She put down her pliers and smiled appreciatively at Mu Nian, "General Yan Ming, congratulations on taking out the bullet." But ......"

When Gong Yu said this, he picked up the needle and thread and shook it twice, "I'm going to start stitching up the wound again!" You have to endure it again~"

Mu Nian's eyes sank, and he really wanted to faint directly.

This girl is so hateful.

He rolled his eyes, weakly let out an "um" from his throat, and clenched his fists again.

Gong Yu secretly paid attention to Mu Nian's situation, and saw that Mu Nian was still physically angry, so he smiled and lowered his head and began to stitch up the wound.

In this case, if Mu Nian faints in pain, his body functions will decline, and his life may be in danger.

That's why Gong Yu deliberately stimulated him with words, which was both a temptation and a help.

People say that the extreme pain is numbness.

Pure.

Mu Nian finally survived from the pain of drilling his heart, and turned to the pain of cutting his flesh.

Over the years in the army, he has suffered numerous injuries.

It is not uncommon for bullets to be removed without anesthesia, but it is the first time that three bullets have been removed at the same time.

One bullet is already deadly, two, three......

It's just stealing business from ghosts!

Gong Yu saw that Mu Nian's pupils were a little dilated, and he was in a coma at any time, and he couldn't help but feel nervous.

He must not be allowed to die.

Gong Yu only had this one thought in his heart.

But how can we stimulate Mu Nian's desire to survive?

Suddenly, Gong Yu had a flash of inspiration, and the corners of his mouth rose.

"General Yan Ming, your wound is too ugly, I'll sew it into the shape of a rose for you!"

Rose?

If he is a big man with the scar of three roses, how can he see people?

Gong Yu is definitely insulting his dignity.

Mu Nian's pupils instantly regained their clarity, killing intent appeared in his eyes, and he shot at Gong Yu fiercely: If you dare to sew, I will die with you now.

"If you don't sew, you won't sew! Why are you looking at people so fiercely? It's so scary! ”

Although Gong Yu said that he was aggrieved, the desire to "I really want to sew" was clearly written in his eyes

Mu Nian looked at the corner of Gong Yu's mouth with a cheap smile, his eyes widened angrily, and he paid attention to Gong Yu's hand vigilantly, for fear that Gong Yu would mess around.

This girl is so evil that she has to guard against it.

Gong Yu successfully pulled back Mu Nian's fighting spirit, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief and concentrated on stitching up the wound.

After a while, the wound was stitched up, and Gong Yu quickly applied medicine to Mu Nian and bandaged the wound.

"Alright."

Gong Yu looked at his masterpiece proudly, and sat on the ground with his ass so tired, whether it was dirty or not.

By this time, the sky had already darkened.

"General Yan Ming, you have a good rest first, I'll go home and bring you breakfast when the time comes."

Gong Yu said, picking up the clean clothes that had been put aside and preparing to change.

She had only taken two steps when Mu Nian's low and serious voice suddenly came from behind her, as if she had made a solemn promise.

"I promise you."