Comfortable times are always so short.

Moment.

"Chasing the dragon, I've found a medical kit!" Kanya cheered from the poppy fields.

She ran from the poppy field to the bottom of the hillside, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets in the truck to find the medical first aid kit, and then ran back all the way without stopping, standing in front of the chasing dragon at this time, panting and tired.

She put the metal tin box in her arms on the ground beside Chasing Dragon, and said, "I saw that there was canned beef in the truck, and I brought you a few by the way." ”

"Thank you! Now it's important to take a bullet and bandage the wound, and eat it later. Chasing the dragon said.

He looked at the painted metal tin box in front of him, reached out and opened the iron lid, and inside was medical emergency supplies, shiny brand new tweezers, small scissors and various surgical anti-inflammatory drugs, and a large roll of medical bandages.

He had encountered many hardships and misfortunes in his life, but this time he felt the breath of death. The bullet wound had caused him to lose a lot of blood, and it was urgent to stop the bleeding and bandage the wound, and the problem of bacterial infection in the later stage could not be ignored.

Now he was going to take it upon himself to take out the metal bullet deep in his arm, while having to take into account the possibility of fainting in the event of severe nerve pain.

"Do you have any other concerns, and now what can I help you with?" asked Kania as she leaned forward.

"Go and break some poppy stems. Chasing the dragon said.

Kania looked at him with wide eyes, puzzled by the dragon's command, but she did as she was told, picking the tender poppy branches.

The warm sun shone on his bronzed upper body, and his strong, well-developed muscles bulged like the outline of an undulating hill.

He reached out and took out the tweezers in the tin box, picked up a tampon stained with iodine, and the light brown disinfectant cotton was repeatedly wiped on the bullet site, and dark red blood flowed down his arm. It wasn't until the bright red bullet hole wound was fresh that he stopped wiping.

"Break some of the poppy stems for me. Chasing the dragon commanded.

The tender green stems had been twisted into knots by Kanya, and the slightly sticky white juice was between her hands, and she knew better that this white juice was the raw material for making opium.

"You bite these stems to ease the pain?" Kania said.

"There is no anesthetic in this medical kit, and hopefully these stems will share some of the pain. Chasing the dragon said.

"There is no other way, a way to alleviate the pain. Kania crouched down in front of him and said with concern.

"Nope. Chasing the dragon replied. "If I faint briefly after removing the bullet, please help me bandage my wound. He added.

"Hmm. ”

The tender poppy stems were tightly bitten in his mouth, and the unusually bitter taste stimulated the taste buds. He lay down gently, and the moment the skin on his back touched the earth, a cold sensation spread throughout his body.

"What's wrong with you?" asked Chasing Dragon as he reached out and removed the stem of the plant from his mouth.

But seeing that Kanya's delicate face was full of affection, and her bright eyes were full of tears, she couldn't help crying.

"What's wrong...... Kania. Chasing the dragon repeated. "Do you blame me for not killing the ghost?"

"No...... I don't blame you, you didn't shoot him for your own reasons. Kania shook her head and explained.

"If only you could understand. Chasing the dragon said.

The tooth-stained stems of the plant were stuffed into his mouth again, and the new, shiny tweezers were held in his hands. He turned his head to look at the shot in his left arm, and viscous blood was slowly oozing out.

If the ghost is using a sniper rifle, the powerful bullet will completely destroy the entire arm, and the dragon chaser is glad to think of this.

He thought back to the scene and deduced that based on the wounds on his arm, it was very likely that the ghost was using an Acre rifle. Although this bullet is not as powerful as a sniper rifle, its cavity effect is huge for the destruction of physical tissue.

His resolute gaze fell on the wound, and his right hand grasped the white tweezers, the pointed part of which was slowly probing into the wound......

Suddenly, the muscles on Chasing Long's face twisted sharply, beads of sweat trickled down his forehead, the pain spread all over his body like muscle crushing and tearing, and the plant stems in his mouth made a slight beeping sound.

If there is any unimaginable pain in the world, it is the feeling of a knife reaching into the flesh in search of a bullet.

"Can you hold on?" said Kania kindly, a look of worry already on her face.

"Oops...... I'm so stupid that I asked this when I knew you couldn't speak. Kania reproached herself.

Chasing Dragon didn't seem to hear her talking to herself, and his eyes were still on the wound in his arm, the brand-new tweezers were stained with blood, and the tip was still looking for the metal bullet deep in the skin of the wound.

He knew the slow and subtle movements at the moment to grip the smooth warhead smoothly.

At this moment, the severely aching nerves seemed to be about to numb, a feeling of dizziness came from my mind, and the vision in my eyes gradually blurred, which was indeed not a good phenomenon.

Suddenly, he felt that the clothes on his lower body were being removed, and a cool feeling came from the sensitive parts of his body, and this comfortable feeling was quickly transmitted to his mind, and the consciousness that was gradually comatose had quietly receded.

Then a pair of gentle palms were caressing his chest.

"Kanya?" the chasing dragon snapped through his mind.

He turned his sweaty face, only to see that Kania's eyes were fixed on him, and her clothes were long gone.

"Grab the bullets, I'm afraid you're going to pass out. Kanya said, and a hint of blush and shyness appeared on her delicate face.

She was still a girl, but she had already seen herself as a woman, and she could not care about anything else for the man in front of her who was about to pass out. Chasing the dragon slowly shook his head, signaling her not to do this.

"I volunteered...... Get the bullet!" Kania's fresh eyes showed a determined and persistent gaze.

Suddenly, there was a feeling of comfort and warmth from the lower body, and the empty body seemed to be tightly wrapped, bound in that mysterious area.

The two consciousnesses of consciousness and coma were intertwined, and the tweezers in Chasing Dragon's hand had already clamped the warhead, and in a moment, a blood-stained bullet was taken out of the wound.

His tired arms fell to the ground, he closed his eyes and felt the sun warm and comfortable, and the wheezing in the air gradually subsided.

After a while, a pair of gentle and dexterous hands were helping him to bandage his wounds.