The wound was huge, the blood was gushing out, and there were many small blood-colored bubbles, which looked a little scary.

Zhao Yimeng is an actor, not a doctor, how have I ever seen such a bloody and blurry picture.

"Quick, do you want me to die?" Bai Mo was a little anxious when he saw that Zhao Yimeng was afraid of this and that.

Zhao Yimeng had no choice but to bite the bullet, she found a bottle of powdered medicine in the medicine box and poured it on the wound.

It hurt a little, but Bai Mo could still bear it.

The medicine worked, and it didn't take long for the wound to stop bleeding.

Bai Mo saw that Zhao Yimeng stopped again, so he said softly: "Is there any alcohol?"

Zhao Yimeng looked for it in the medicine box, took out a bottle of alcohol, and said, "Yes, there is." ”

"Disinfect, clean the wound. With that, Bai Mo grabbed the quilt on the bed and stuffed it into his mouth and bit it.

Alcohol disinfection is painful.

Zhao Yimeng was timid, his hands holding alcohol cotton were shaking, and his eyes began to be a little red at some point.

Bai Mo only found out at this time.

After the wound was cleaned, it was so big that it was a mouth, and the bleeding had not completely stopped, and such a big wound could not be stopped.

Zhao Yimeng cried and said, "The wound is too big and must be sewn up, or I will ask Dr. Liu to come and sew it for you with anesthetics?"

Bai Mo vetoed: "No." “

He looked down at the wound, it was indeed terrifyingly large, and he couldn't do it without stitching.

He looked at Zhao Yimeng and said, "You go, get the needle and thread." “

Zhao Yimeng's eyes were red, with a crying voice, he answered, and ran to find the needle and thread.

Bai Mo said, "You come." ”

Zhao Yimeng hurriedly said: "I won't, and there is no anesthetic." ”

Bai Mo's tone was deep, and he said, "If I call you, you will come." ”

Zhao Yimeng had to bite the bullet again with red eyes, and she was ready for needlework.

Bai Mo bit the quilt again, turned his face to the side, and didn't look at the wound.

But after waiting for a while and not responding, Bai Mo turned his head to look.

Zhao Yimeng took the needle and thread, looked at the wound, didn't dare to start, and the tears the size of beans kept falling.

Bai Mo let go of the quilt in his mouth and said, "Do it." ”

Zhao Yimeng cried and forced himself to get started.

Bai Mo bit the quilt, stared at Zhao Yimeng's trembling hand, and slowly approached the wound.

On the first shot, Bai Mo bit the quilt hard, closed his eyes in pain and screamed, and grabbed the sheets with both hands.

Zhao Yimeng saw Bai Mo's painful appearance, crying, but the movements of her hands did not stop, but she was very unprofessional, and the wound began to bleed profusely.

The wound was once again a blur of flesh and blood, and feeling that he was clumsy, Zhao Yimeng cried even more.

......

The wound was very long, and when it was only halfway through, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Zhao Yimeng and Bai Mo were both shocked, and then thought that it should be Dr. Liu who had arrived.

Zhao Yimeng stopped sewing the wound and looked at Bai Mo crying.

Bai Mosong opened the quilt, nodded, and motioned for Zhao Yimeng to bring the blood in.

Zhao Yimeng got up.

Bai Mo grabbed Zhao Yimeng's hand again and said, "Don't let her into the house." “

Zhao Yimeng nodded and ran out.

When I opened the door of the villa, I saw a woman in her forties wearing glasses standing in the doorway.

Doctor Liu saw that Zhao Yimeng's body was covered in blood, his eyes were also red, and he was in tears, and asked urgently:

"Yimeng, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Yimeng wiped her tears, forced a smile, and said, "It's okay, Doctor Liu, what about practicing acting, did you bring type O blood?"

Dr. Liu put his mind at ease, pointed to a white SUV not far away, and said, "It's in the trunk." ”

Zhao Yimeng pulled Dr. Liu and walked towards the off-road vehicle and said, "Quick, open it." ”

Dr. Liu hurriedly opened the trunk and said, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Zhao Yimeng took out the blood and said: "The feeling is coming, if you don't hurry up, the feeling will be gone later." ”

"Is it just five bags?" Zhao Yimeng asked.

Dr. Liu stretched out his hands and said, "A bag is 400CC, how much more do you want?"

"Okay, five bags are five bags, by the way, lend me your medicine box, I'll use it as a prop, and I'll pay you back afterwards." Zhao Yimeng saw a medicine box in the trunk, so he said.

Dr. Liu is a personal doctor and often visits patients at home, so he always has a medicine box in his car.

Regardless of whether Dr. Liu agreed or not, Zhao Yimeng put five bags of type O blood in the medicine box, picked it up and ran to the villa.

As he ran, he said, "Doctor Liu, I won't leave you for coffee, and I will transfer the money to you on WeChat." “

Doctor Liu looked at Zhao Yimeng's somewhat flustered back, shook his head with a smile and said, "It's all so red, and it's still working so hard, it's just a bit of a waste of blood." “

Zhao Yimeng closed the door, ran to Bai Mo in a panic, and said with some excitement: "I brought Dr. Liu's medicine box, there must be anesthetics in it." ”

At this time, Bai Mo relied on a perseverance to hold on and not pass out, he half-opened his eyes and watched Zhao Yimeng rummage quickly.

Zhao Yimeng became more and more anxious, and in the end, she simply poured out the medicine box directly, but she still didn't find it.

She was so anxious that she began to shed tears again, crying and saying, "There should be?"

Bai Mo looked at Zhao Yimeng's appearance of pear blossoms with rain, moved his mouth, and said, "Give me a blood transfusion first." “

Zhao Yimeng looked up at Bai Mo and said, "Yes, blood transfusion first, fortunately, there is an infusion tube in the medicine box." “

Bai Mo looked at Zhao Yimeng's panicked appearance, and suddenly felt that it was not so painful.

Zhao Yimeng is a novice to needles, and it took several stitches to pierce Bai Mo's hand before he was pierced, and every time he didn't get it, Zhao Yimeng cried and apologized.

Bai Mo didn't blame her.

Tie the hanging needle, Zhao Yimeng picked up the needle and thread again, and Bai Mo bit the quilt again.

Zhao Yimeng took a deep breath with tears in his eyes and said, "You bear with it." ”

Bai Mo nodded heavily.

...... (10,000 words of pain omitted here)

After sewing up the wound, Bai Mo passed out directly.

After Zhao Yimeng wrapped the wound with gauze, he stood in the room and watched Bai Mo lying on the bed covered in blood.

Thinking back to the scenes she saw tonight, she couldn't believe that it was all real, like a dream, but it happened so real that she had to feel that it was not a dream.

Zhao Yimeng packed up the medicine in the room, walked to the living room, and began to deal with the blood stains on the ground, more on the car, it took Zhao Yimeng a long time to clean up.

After cleaning, Zhao Yimeng entered the bathroom, and her body was also covered with blood and needed to be cleaned.

After a long time, Zhao Yimeng opened the door of Bai Mo's room with wet hair and pajamas.

Bai Mo was still in the same position she was in when she left, and she didn't move.

Zhao Yimeng tiptoed up to Bai Mo, and tested the tip of Bai Mo's nose with his fingers, still alive.

Seeing Bai Mo's blood, she hesitated for a moment, but still went to fetch a basin of water.

She wrung out the towel and began to wipe Bai Mo's body.

At this time, Zhao Yimeng noticed that Dao Baimo's figure was very good, his muscles were obvious but not exaggerated, but the few scars on his body didn't look so beautiful.

Zhao Yimeng involuntarily stroked those scars, is every scar like tonight?

She scrubbed Bai Mo's face clean, looking a few years younger than herself.

What have you been through, and who are you?