The injured child in Lan Xiaolan's arms had fallen into a deep sleep.
She found a piece of open space, gently put the child down, and then slowly walked towards Lao Hei.
The dark-skinned, dusty man was covered in blood, and it was impossible to tell which blood came from the children and which was his own.
Lao Hei held his head and squatted on the stairs, his face full of regret.
The scars on his arm were clearly visible, and blood was flowing out.
Lan Xiaolan quickly picked up the first aid kit and clean water and helped him clean the wound first.
A stream of ice-cold water flowed down Lao Hei's arm, like a clear spring, moistening his impatient and helpless soul. Lao Hei's heart calmed down instantly.
Lan Xiaolan began to clean his wound, then disinfected her hands and applied medicine.
The white powdery medicine was sprinkled on Lao Hei's wound, and the reaction of the medicine caused boiling bubbles to emerge from the torn wound.
When Lan Xiaolan saw the bloody wound, she knew how painful it would be to sprinkle these anti-inflammatory drugs on Lao Hei's wound.
"This is a very good anti-inflammatory medicine. It will be painful at first, but it is very effective in stopping bleeding. Just bear with it."
Lao Hei stood motionless, staring at Lan Xiaolan intently. Apart from the bean-sized beads of sweat slowly falling from the corners of his eyes, there was no trace of any emotion on his serious and cold face.
Just like the boiling burning sensation in his arm, he had never felt it before.
"Are you a soldier?"
"Um?"
"If you're not a soldier, you won't be able to endure such pain." Lan Xiaolan said firmly.
"Perhaps once."
The white bubbles had gradually faded away, and Lan Xiaolan picked up the needle and thread, ready to sew up Lao Hei's wound.
"I'm not a professional doctor, but I have learned some first aid knowledge."
"Besides... I don't have any anesthetic here. Your wound is too deep. If it's not stitched up in time, I'm afraid it won't heal."
"Can you sew?"
"I know a little. I once repaired a piece of embroidered clothing, and I sewed every stitch by myself."
"Golden Threaded Clothes, what is that?"
"It was a relic found in an ancient tomb, more than 3,000 years old."
As he was talking, the needle had been disinfected and threaded.
Lan Xiaolan used her limited knowledge of mending cultural relics and textiles to treat Lao Hei's wounds.
Lan Xiaolan tried her best to hold her breath and said nothing.
Lao Hei looked at her careful and serious expression and did not dare to make any sound. At this moment, the woman who was giving the acupuncture seemed to be even more nervous than him.
Twelve stitches were needed in total.
Lan Xiaolan sat on the ground and breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Why did you save me? I remember I almost took your life before."
"You were just looking for money, and in the end you didn't hurt me."
"Besides, you saved the children here in the church. You don't seem like an unforgivable bad person."
"Thank you for saving the children?"
"Why are you, a foreign woman, saying thank you on behalf of the children?"
"They are children who grew up here with us. They are our family. It is my duty and only right to save them."
"I don't need your thanks."
Lan Xiaolan was silent. What Lao Hei said was right. It seemed that she was too abrupt.
She packed up her first aid kit and prepared to leave.
Suddenly, there was a huge earthquake.
Lan Xiaolan tripped over the gravel under her feet, and Lao Hei reached out to support her, so she didn't fall directly to the ground.
Those children who had already recovered were awakened by the aftershock and squatted on the ground trembling in panic.
Lao Hei and Lan Xiaolan ran to the children, opened their arms and protected the children under their bodies.
The aftershock lasted about five minutes and was not very powerful.
However, after experiencing the strong earthquake in the morning, everyone was like a frightened bird and lost their attention.
"It seems the aftershocks will continue. This isn't a solution. If the next aftershock is too strong, everyone here will be in danger of their lives."
"You know where I live, right?" Lan Xiaolan asked Lao Hei anxiously, rolling her dark and bright eyes.
"Yes, I followed you before." Now, the evil man who kidnapped him calmly confessed.
"Take my car keys and take the children to my house. There's water and food there, and most importantly, my house is structurally sound."
"You were unharmed by the strong earthquake this morning. You sent the children there and settled them down. You yourself were injured as well, so you should rest now."
"I won't leave!" Lao Hei's tone was heavy and decisive.
"Drive the car and send the children away. This is not a place for a woman like you to stay."
"roll."
Lan Xiaolan frowned and glared at Lao Hei.
After experiencing the aftershock just now, Nusi was still frightened and worried that Lan Xiaolan was injured, so she ran over quickly.
As soon as he arrived here, Nusi saw Lan Xiaolan and Lao Hei glaring at each other, and his heart couldn't help but skip a beat.
After all, the Nusi knew that Lao Hei had kidnapped Lan Xiaolan before.
But this situation doesn't seem to be the best time to explain the previous accident.
Nusi ran over and held Lan Xiaolan's hand. She looked Lan Xiaolan up and down, and was relieved to see that she was not injured.
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