: Treat the wound

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There are only half of her calf left, and most of it is gone. Zhang Xingyun carefully untied the gauze. Although it will bring down some carrion, the woman can no longer feel the pain.

Although it was disgusting to open, Zhang Xingyun did not have a trace of fluctuation in his eyes. Instead, he raised his head and smiled at the woman. "If you are afraid, cover your eyes."

The woman nodded and raised her hand to block her eyes.

After a few clicks on her calf, Zhang Xingyun looked towards Yu Qing, "Is there a dagger?"

"... Yes." Xiang Yuqing always carries a dagger when she goes out for reasons of habit, but she is a little surprised that Zhang Xingyun will ask for herself.

"Thank you." Zhang Xingyun turned to Yuqing's dagger, took out the lighter, and grilled it on top. Some conditions could only be so simple to sterilize.

He shaved off the carrion around the wound, and turned to Ye Qingfan. "Do you have a first aid box in your box?"

Ye Qingfan's small face was a little whiter, and what Zhang Xingyun did was really shocking to her, "Yes, inside that pink box."

Before she went out, she specifically checked this place, it was in the deep forest and old forest, so she prepared more wound medicine, and it was inevitable that she would encounter any unexpected situations when she entered.

But I didn't expect to play a role on the train first.

Zhang Xingyun looked over with a look, and Zhao Dabao immediately looked out and sent it to him.

Xiang Yuqing looked at Zhang Xingyun's skillfully without blinking, and there was still some surprise in his heart, so he walked over and squatted beside her, opened the first aid kit, and when Zhang Xingyun wanted to reach out, handed him s things.

Xiang Yuqing also learned about this basic wound treatment. The two cooperated with each other as if they were doctors and nurses who rescued patients in the hospital.

After helping Xingyun finish the medicine on the wound, Zhang Xingyun took out the gauze and helped her again.

"Thank you, thank you ..." Seeing the two men treat the wound with their own eyes, the woman's eyes were red, like tears coming out of her mouth, and she kept muttering thank you.

After Zhang Xingyun processed the original gauze and carrion, the smell on her body was not strong.

"You take these anti-inflammatory drugs three times a day. After eating, don't get water on the leg injury. Change the gauze frequently, and be careful not to inflame her."

Zhang Xingyun looked at the woman and knew that it was a life without money. He found the anti-inflammatory medicine in the box and gave it to her. By the way, she also gave her the gauze and iodophor.

This move of the two of them made some people around them blush and took a look at them by the way.

Zhang Xingyun and Xiang Yuqing look like they are in the city, and they can lower their body to show the wound to the woman. Such helpful people are not common.

But most importantly, they purified the air ...

"All let, let, let the ticket come out!" Zhang Xingyun just treated the wound here, and the trainman passed it with a disgusted voice.

Every time I squeeze a little closer to the person, my face looks a bit ugly, and the impatient look grows thicker.

The treatment of their train staff is the same, but the number of trains is randomly assigned. If they encounter such a train, they are unlucky, so don't expect to have any good looks.

Come all the way. Many people squeezed in the middle were fare evasion, each one was scolded by the train crew, and then warned them to go to the middle compartment to make up the ticket.

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