Courier Delivery Was Tricked, I Let The Female Anchor Die On The Spot

Chapter 191 It Really Hurts

Perhaps because he was concerned about Qin Luo's safety, Yang Chao didn't make him wait too long, and ran back with a first-aid kit in a short while.

He put the first aid kit beside Qin Luo, and opened it to reveal a series of first aid items inside.

Alcohol, gauze, catgut... and so on and so on.

Of course, tweezers and knives are also indispensable.

Taking the family emergency medical kit as an example, there are enough things in it. I really don't know how afraid of death this kid is usually.

Sensing Qin Luo's delicate gaze, Yang Chao asked nervously, "What's the matter, Brother Luo? Are these not enough?"

...... Enough, I'm just curious why your medical kit is so complete. "

"Ahaha, this...Actually, my childhood dream was always to be a doctor. Unfortunately, my academic performance was not good. After the college entrance examination, I studied a specialist nursing. I deal with the injuries at home by myself, so I have a complete set of things.

Yang Chao smiled shyly, and then asked with some fear: "Brother Luo, are you planning to treat this wound yourself? This is a gunshot wound, and the bullet seems to be stuck in the bone. Let’s wait for the ambulance to come and go to the hospital for treatment, otherwise messing around might make the injury worse.”

"There is no time. Although it is not a fatal injury, it is not good to continue like this. Maybe my hands will be useless after the ambulance arrives, so I have to do some emergency treatment plans." Qin Luo shook his head and then directed Said: "Help me find a mirror.

Yang Chao nodded, and quickly wandered around Zou Ming's house, only to find a mirror in the bathroom, and yes, come on.

There was no way, Yang Chao could only grit his teeth, took off his clothes and held them in his hands, and punched the mirror hard.

There was a crackling sound, and the mirror shattered into several pieces.

Yang Chao took out a fragment the size of a laptop computer screen from it, and quickly returned to the bedroom.

"Brother Luo, I found the mirror," he said as if claiming credit.

"Well, thank you for your hard work, please point the mirror at my wound from the side, I will start the operation next.

As Qin Luo spoke, he took out a series of needed items from the medical box.

The first is the disinfectant alcohol. He slowly opened the lid of the alcohol bottle, then compared the position of his wound in the mirror, and poured the alcohol down without hesitation.

"Well--"

The moment the alcohol touched the wound, the intense stimulation and pain instantly spread all over his body. Qin Luo resisted the pain so that he didn't let himself cry out, but his expression still looked a little ferocious under the stimulation of the pain.

It wasn't until tens of seconds later that the painful feeling gradually turned into a numb itching, and he was slightly relieved.

"This is too awesome, perform surgery on yourself!"

"Shit, I'm starting to hurt just looking at it."

"Alcohol wipes the wound, it's sour, whoever tries it will know." "

"When I was young, I fell and broke my leg. At that time, my dad just sprinkled disinfectant alcohol on my wound. At that time, I almost died of pain. I still can't forget how painful it is."

"Either he is a real man, but Brother Luo, I advise you to be careful, this operation is not a joke!"

Seeing Qin Luo's face constantly changing under the severe pain, the netizens in the live broadcast room felt a burst of anxiety.

Yang Chao on the side also asked cautiously: "Are you all right, Brother Luo?"

Qin Luo shook his head, breathed a sigh of relief, and took out the knife.

This knife looks sharp enough and the size is suitable. Although it is definitely not as easy to use as a scalpel, it can only be used in this case.

"Is there a lighter?" Qin Luo asked suddenly.

"Ah? Yes!"

Yang Chao was taken aback for a moment, then quickly took out fireworks from his pocket, and handed one to Qin Luo.

Qin Luo was slightly taken aback, then smiled and put the cigarette holder in his mouth, allowing Yang Chao to light one for himself.

"Hiss——Hoo__"

He took a deep breath, and the thick smoke circled in his lungs and then slowly exhaled, lingering around him, making him involuntarily show an expression of enjoyment.

"I haven't smoked for a long time," he muttered to himself, shook his head, and took the lighter.

Only then did Yang Chao know that Qin Luo asked him for fire instead of cigarettes. He was a little embarrassed for a while, but then he was attracted by Qin Luo's next behavior, and held the mirror on the side and stopped talking.

Qin Luo resisted the pain from his left arm, held the scalpel in his left hand, and burned the blade with a lighter in his right.

Not long after, the originally bright silver blade began to turn black.

Qin Luo threw the lighter aside, checked the position of his wound in the mirror, and cut the knife without hesitation.

The blade has just been roasted and sterilized, so the temperature is naturally very high.

The moment it touched the wound, there was even a faint "sizzling" sound like when grilling meat.

The pain that had been somewhat paralyzed by the alcohol just now became more intense again. Qin Luo clenched his teeth tightly, but his forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and even his breathing became much heavier.

However, his hand holding the knife did not tremble at all, but was cutting bit by bit.

Epidermis, fascia, flesh and blood...

The wound that was already bleeding continuously, under the cutting of the blade, the amount of bleeding became larger again.

Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help holding their breath.

Yang Chao held up the mirror and didn't dare to move, and the netizens in the live broadcast room even forgot to post the barrage.

All of them stared wide-eyed, obviously looking at others, but inexplicably had the illusion that the knife fell on themselves, and felt a faint pain.

Maybe this is the so-called pain even looking at it...

The blade kept cutting flesh and blood, and cold sweat dripped down Qin Luo's forehead. After an unknown amount of time, he finally saw the bullet stuck in the bone through the mirror.

And when he saw the position of the bullet clearly, he couldn't help but cursed: "What the fuck..."

He spit out the cigarette in his mouth, and the smile on his face looked a little helpless.

"What's the matter, Brother Luo?" Yang Chao asked nervously.

Qin Luo sighed: "The position of the bullet card is a bit tricky, if you don't pay attention, you may bleed heavily, it's not convenient for me to handle it in this position.

"Then... what should I do then?" Chao Yang asked hastily.

Qin Luo didn't answer, but changed the subject suddenly: "You said before that you studied nursing and that you usually deal with minor injuries by yourself. Is it true?"

Yang Chao said shyly: "Of course it is true. After all, my childhood dream was to be a doctor. Unfortunately, my grades were not good, so I could only keep a first-aid kit at home and take care of myself when I was injured. , just for fun.”

What a self-entertainment... Qin Luo shook his head with a smile, raised the knife in his hand and said, "Well then, help dig out the bullets.

"...?"

"Well, dig."

"Dig with a knife."

"Well, dig with a knife.

Chao Yang:

His expression changed from doubt to surprise, and finally solidified into panic, and even his body began to tremble.

"No...... No way, brother Luo, I can't do this!"

"Don't be so nervous, you just dig the earwax, dig it out, and then use tweezers to grab the bullet out."

No, no, absolutely not! What if I accidentally cut your blood vessel? This is too scary, I dare not!"

"Oh, that's gone."

Qin Luo sighed, and then, under Yang Chao's startled gaze, he stabbed the knife into the wound.

The sharp blade was precisely stuck in the gap between the bullet and the bone, and the pain that came out at that moment, even with Qin Luo's strong will, almost screamed out.

Fortunately, he held back, and with a sharp swipe of the knife in his hand, he directly pried the bullet out of the wound.

when--

The bullet fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Fuck? Digging bullets with bare hands?"

"I really dare not watch it, it's so frightening! It hurts to look at it!"

"Just use a knife to dig out the bullet stuck in the bone... I really have nothing to say except awesome."

"The scariest thing is that Brother Luo didn't even take the anesthetic the whole time. This is the scariest thing!"

"A werewolf is no longer enough to describe me, Brother Luo, what the hell is a wolf!"

The shocking bullet screens in the live broadcast room continued, Yang Chao looked at the blood-stained bullet, and couldn't recover for a long time.

Until Qin Luo suddenly said: "Give me that bullet."

"Ah?" Yang Chao was stunned for a moment, but subconsciously put the mirror aside and picked up the bullet.

Qin Luo took the bullet in his hand and sized it up (Qian Lizhao), then bit the tail of the bullet and pulled it hard, the bullet immediately separated like a capsule, revealing some bursts of gunpowder inside.

"Mirror."

"oh oh!"

Yang Chao quickly lifted the mirror up again, and then watched Qin Luo pour the gunpowder from the bullet into the wound with a terrified face, then ignited the lighter with a "snap", and moved closer to the wound.

scoff—or—

The moment the gunpowder came into contact with the flame, a violent chemical reaction occurred instantly.

At this moment, Qin Luo's wound was like fireworks, sparkling brilliantly.

The pain caused by this moment is completely beyond the tolerance of human beings.

Qin Luo's body convulsed uncontrollably, and his clenched teeth opened uncontrollably, letting out painful moans.

Yang Chao on the side was so frightened that he couldn't help but shiver while hiding, and the water friends in the live broadcast room were anxiously scratching their heads, wishing to move the hospital directly to Qin Luo.

Such an anxious situation lasted for more than ten seconds.

The convulsions in Qin Luo's body gradually calmed down, and there was no trace of blood on that handsome face, and his pale appearance made him look even more strangely charming.

Suddenly, with trembling hands, he picked up the cigarette case that Yang Chao had thrown aside before, took out a cigarette from it, put it in his mouth, lit it, and took a deep breath.

"Huh, it really hurts..."