"No, minor injury."

Bo Siqing smiled, took the medicine she handed over and swallowed it directly, his movements were very chic.

But obviously, he is not in good shape now, and he is a little gasping when he moves.

"Girl, do me a favor." Bo Siqing said.

"What?" The cloud painting is unknown.

Bo Siqing took out a multi-functional Swiss knife, opened it and handed it to Yun Hua: "Disinfect with alcohol." ”

Yunhua bit his lip, but eventually did as he was told.

After sterilizing the blade with alcohol, she was still a little worried: "This kind of disinfection is not completely ...... at all."

"It's fine. In the past, in the jungle of Myanmar, there was no alcohol disinfection. Bo Siqing smiled and said, "Help me untie the gauze." ”

Yun Hua took a deep breath and carefully helped him untie the gauze.

The wound was indeed infected and suppurated, and even had the unpleasant smell of rotting flesh.

This smell is quite familiar to Yun Hua, when she was imprisoned in a mental hospital in her previous life, her mother had been paralyzed for several years in another ward in the same mental hospital, and her body was covered with poisonous sores and bedsores...... The smell of carrion attracted all the flies, and settled on her, growing a dense mass of maggots......

Yun Hua was not frightened by the smell of rotten flesh, but by his wounds.

Extraordinarily hideous wounds!

It's like a bullet has burst and bloomed here, and the meat here is rotten.

How it hurts!

"It's okay, help me scrape off the carrion on it, re-bandage it, and it will grow in a few days." Bo Siqing said lightly.

Yun Hua's eyes turned red instantly.

"Hey, hey, don't cry, girl, it's fine. Let me tell you, the last time I was in Burma, the bullet went straight through my shoulder blade and embedded it in my shoulder blade, and then my shoulder almost rotted, and that's how I got it. Just rip off the carrion and tear the bullet out of the bone. Don't worry, it's fine. ”

Bo Siqing's words couldn't be simpler, and the expression on his face was completely unserious.

But Yunhua's tears still fell uncontrollably.

"Hey, forget it, I'll do it myself. If you're afraid, turn around and don't look at ......," Bo Siqing muttered helplessly, "I can't see the little girl crying." ”

Yun Hua took a deep breath, bit his lip stubbornly, and looked at him: "You tell me, how to get it." ”

Bo Siqing was stunned, "You really want to help me deal with my wounds?" Not afraid? ”

"Less nonsense!" Yunhua glared at him angrily.

Bo Siqing smiled, "It's very simple, I'll tell you......"

Under Bo Siqing's guidance, Yun Hua trembled his hands and scraped the rotten flesh off his wounds.

Even though the wound was not on him, and although Bo Siqing didn't move at all in order not to put pressure on her, and he didn't show any pain at all, Yun Hua was still very scared!

She stabbed lightly.

"Girl, you have to scrape off all the rotten flesh, scrape it to the place where the meat is raw, you see like this, to show this bright red flesh. As long as we leave a little carrion, our efforts will be in vain today. Bo Siqing said helplessly, "Don't be able to do it, it really doesn't hurt, don't worry." ”

Yun Hua bit his lip stubbornly, forcing himself to exert himself hard, forcing himself to be ruthless.

He said it didn't hurt, but how could it not hurt?

When she couldn't see his chest heaving dramatically?

When she couldn't see the back of his clenched hand?

Or when she couldn't see his pale face and sweat all over his forehead?