Chapter 269 I just helped her sew up the wound yesterday, can't you just be patient?

Xiao Yu, who had just left not long ago, was called back.

The severe pain hit Meng Zhiyi's nerves, coupled with the fact that he had not had a good rest for some time, or perhaps his subconscious dependence on Shen Que.

She fell into a deep sleep and passed out.

When Xiao Yu returned and saw her bleeding wound, his face suddenly turned dark.

She said with some dismay, "I just helped her sew up the wound yesterday, can't you just be patient?!"

At this moment, Shen Que was like a child who had done something wrong and was criticized. He stood beside the bed, feeling distressed and guilty, with worry all over his face.

Xiao Yu glanced at him. It was the first time he saw such an expression on Shen Que's face in the five or six years they had known each other, and he suddenly didn't know what to say next.

"Help me lift up her clothes, and then cut the gauze. We need to see if it needs to be re-sewed." Xiao Yu put the medical kit at the end of the bed, handed a pair of scissors to Shen Que and said.

Shen Que did not dare to delay, and hurriedly took the scissors and carefully did as he said.

When he cut open the gauze and saw the bloody wound, his heart seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand, and he even stuttered for a few breaths.

Xiao Yu was ready, he walked over and pushed him away.

Just like the last time he treated Sang Xiaomian, he cleaned the blood from the wound and cut off the broken thread while talking to Shen Que:

"You don't know how cruel she was to herself. In order to stop the bleeding, she used high-temperature burning. I met her in the small town at the mountain pass. At that time, the flesh around the wound was cooked!"

"And he's just as stubborn as you. He refuses to use anesthesia in order to stay awake. He just holds on like this."

"I, a grown man, may not be able to bear the pain, but she endured it without saying a word."

"You are so lucky! She just suffered once, and now she has to suffer again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yu resumed the stitching. When the needle pierced through the skin and flesh, Meng Zhiyi, who was in a coma, couldn't help but shiver slightly, and a groan of pain escaped from her lips.

Shen Que hurried forward, held her face in his hands, and said distressedly: "Is it too late to give her anesthesia now?"

Xiao Yu: "No."

After saying that, Xiao Yu raised his head and rolled his eyes at Shen Que: "Now you feel sorry for me? What were you doing just now?"

Shen Que pursed his lips and said with some self-blame: "I didn't know she was injured."

Xiao Yu frowned: "She didn't tell you?"

Shen Que opened his mouth and remembered that Meng Zhiyi seemed to have asked him to let her go.

But I was so overwhelmed by anger at that time that I didn't notice it.

He lowered his head guiltily, looking at the pale-faced person on the bed, his heart aching.

Shen Que maintained the same posture until Xiao Yu sewed up Meng Zhiyi's wound again.

"Okay, don't do any strenuous exercise in the next few days. It's best to lie down for a while and let the wound heal." Xiao Yu took off his bloody gloves and continued to remind him of some precautions.

Shen Que listened carefully and kept it all in mind.

"I'll transfer the medical fees to you later." Shen Que sat beside the bed and said to Meng Zhiyi with eyes full of love.

Xiao Yu: "No, I promised her that I won't charge you. I really have to leave this time. If you have any questions, please contact the local hospital directly."

Shen Que: "Okay."

After Xiao Yu left, Wang Xiao came in carrying some daily necessities.

Looking at the blood-stained gauze and cotton on the ground, his expression became worried.

He didn't say anything, but put the things on the cabinet beside him, and then began to pick up the gauze on the floor carefully.

After cleaning up, he left quietly, leaving the space for his boss.

On the bed, Meng Zhiyi's breathing gradually became steady.

Shen Que wiped the sweat off her face and found that her clothes were also a little damp.

He took a pair of scissors and cut the clothes directly, and gently and carefully helped her take off all the clothes.

Then, he filled a basin with warm water and used a towel to wash her body bit by bit.

In just over half a month, Meng Zhiyi lost a lot of weight.

In addition to the wound on his waist and abdomen, there were some bruises on his body from fighting.

When Shen Que was washing her, the pain in his heart surged to his throat, making it difficult for him to breathe.

There was blood in the gaps between Meng Zhiyi's nails. After Shen Que cleaned her body, he sat beside the bed and carefully cut her nails short, cleaning the remaining blood stains on each finger one by one.

He didn't dare to think about how Meng Zhiyi managed to survive during this period.

After washing her once, Shen Que stood up, collected the shredded clothes and threw them into the trash can, then changed the basin to a new one with clean water and continued to wash her a second time.

Afterwards, he stayed by the bed, watching the sleeping Meng Zhiyi quietly.

It was not until it got dark outside that Wang Xiao came over again with food and knocked on the door.

"Miss Meng hasn't woken up yet?" He was a little surprised.

After all, it's been a whole day.

Shen Que was also a little worried. He sat down on the bed, leaned over, reached out and touched her face, then stood up and called out, "Yiyi, Yiyi..."

But Meng Zhiyi was really tired and too sleepy to open his eyes. He just muttered something and buried his face in the pillow and continued to sleep soundly.

Seeing this, Shen Que couldn't bear to wake her up.

So he said, "Take it away. I'll tell you when she wakes up."

Wang Xiao: "Young Master, eat something too. You haven't eaten anything all day."

Shen Que shook his head.

How could he have any appetite to eat?

Wang Xiao sighed, knowing that his persuasion was useless, so he said nothing more.

But before he left, he glanced at the backpack thrown on the ground and asked, "Do you want to deal with this bag?"

Shen Que turned around and looked, then he remembered that it was Meng Zhiyi's bag.

He first twisted the quilt for Meng Zhiyi, then turned around and walked over.

This bag doesn't look big, but it's very heavy.

Shen Que opened the chain and took a look, all he saw were compressed biscuits and packaged dry bread that had no nutrition.

His heart was gripped again.

So these days, is this what his baby eats?

Apart from food, there were only two sets of clothes, some guns and ammunition, and things for emergency wound treatment in the bag.

Looking at these things, Shen Que felt an indescribable discomfort.

He took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming with sharpness.

"Take your men to the small town at the mountain pass and find out how Yiyi was injured."

"Also, have Leo cooperate with you to find out all the organizations in Talia that are related to Lian Mubai. The more detailed the better."

"Yiyi's injury will take some time to recover. Remember to tell your parents that we will go to the north later."

Wang Xiao: "Okay, I'll leave right away."

After Wang Xiao left, Shen Que returned to the bedside, looked at her tenderly, and whispered, "I won't give you another chance to escape from me."