An Awkward Interaction
An Awkward Interaction
The one who collected the first-aid kits was the herdsman's wife. After collecting three of them, she hurriedly went back into the tent. She had a serious expression on her face, an indication of how deep her wound was.
J5 nodded slightly and saluted again, before leaving in long strides.
In the tent, Ye Jian was lying on the bed. The butter lamp shone on her back, revealing how soft and white the unwounded parts were.
The curves were slender and beautiful, like the mountains. However, a perfect back like this was ruined by a bloodstained wound of up to five centimeters. It was as if a landscape painting was ripped into two.
Shutting her eyes, Ye Jian did not dare to look at Xia Jinyuan, who was bending over to check her wound. She gently bit her lower lip, so awkward that her whole body was stiff.
Xia Jinyuan took off his gear, including his combat vest and spoke calmly, "Relax. Stiffening up your body will contract your wound, not only will this hurt you more, but you will also lose more blood."
"…" Hearing his solemn voice, without a trace of anything else, Ye Jian gently exhaled, she had thought too much. "Sorry, in the end, I still had to trouble you."
After sterilizing his hands in the Tibetan barley wine, he took out the medical gloves from the first-aid kit and wore them. Without lifting his head, he said to Ye Jian, "No need to apologize. After all, you were hurt because of us. Bear with it, I will use the saline solution to debride your wound and stop the bleeding."
Ye Jian suffered so much pain that she was already numb, it did not hurt as much as before.
With her face as red as an apple, she did not feel like opening her mouth and nodded.
He just rushed in without any warning. If not for her quick reflexes, Xia Jinyuan would have seen her exposed upper body! But he was so calm and composed for the entire duration that it saved her from the embarrassment. As a result, she was able to calm down quickly.
Ye Jian was thinking like a little girl, but Xia Jinyuan's line of sight had always been on the wound from the moment he entered the tent. A wound that wide captured all of his attention. How was it possible that he would look at other areas?
When the saline solution came into contact with the wound, Ye Jian's body stiffened up. The whole area around the wound cramped up, releasing so much pain that she could not help but bite her lower lip, unable to make a sound.
"I'm afraid we do not have enough bandages. If you're in pain, bite your sleeve instead. I don't want to deal with your lower lip injury after treating the wound on your back." Xia Jinyuan was focused on cleaning up the wound. His handsome face was as calm as a lake, all focused on debriding the ravaged wound.
Sterilizing the wound was an indispensable step. The saline solution had to be used repetitively to clean the wound and stop the bleeding, in order to reduce the chances of an infection or inflammation. After this, the suture could begin.
The silk thread was suitable for suturing the skin tissue. In the absence of an anesthetic, when the first needle passed through the skin, Ye Jian's forehead was dripping with sweat.
Biting the corner of her clothes and enduring the great pain, Ye Jian's face turned pale like a piece of paper after a while.