“Do we need to make up for two?” Qin Ru tore off the vest he was wearing and bandaged himself to stop the bleeding, he suggested.
He injured a blood vessel in his thigh. Fortunately, it should not be an artery. Although the blood flowed fiercely, it was not jet-like. At least the blood could be stopped after the bandage.
But the injury in this place is not important. What is important is that his arm has a steel fork that penetrates the upper arm. He has never studied medicine, and only knows some simple dressings, but now he has all over his body. It’s all kinds of wounds? The pain made him numb. Did this steel fork hurt his bones? He couldn’t feel it at all.
And the small medicine box they originally carried with them was also “gloriously sacrificed” in the battle just now, and no one knew what it was under the mess.
Zhang Meng glanced at Ming Jin, who had injured his right arm on his side. He was also bandaging.
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