"Qin...Qinhuai..."
"Where is the first aid kit?" Qin Huai asked directly.
Ye Jingya said weakly, "In my room... the second drawer under the wardrobe..."
Why put a first-aid kit in the room?
Qin Huai didn't understand, but he didn't delay. He rushed out of the bathroom to Ye Jingya's room, opened the wardrobe, and pulled out the second drawer.
The first aid kit is indeed here.
Qin Huai opened the first-aid kit and looked inside; the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
Several boyfriends were lying inside.
The styles and models are all different.
So this first aid kit is truly for emergencies.
Qin Huai ignored Ye Jingya's boyfriends, flipped through them, and his eyes lit up.
Inside a sealed little box, two syringes filled with blue liquid lay quietly.
This is an emergency hemostatic agent, and it is very expensive.
Don't ask about the specific price; just ask about the life of an ox or a horse.
Qin Huai returned with the medicine, passed by A Ling outside the door, checked on her condition, and said, "Hold on a little longer."
“Okay…” Ah Ling nodded.
Qin Huai then went into the bathroom and gave Ye Jingya an injection.
Ye Jingya's delicate body trembled slightly.
"Such a thin needle will hurt? What would happen if we used a larger needle?" Qin Huai asked.
Ye Jingya blushed upon hearing this.
I'd really like to ask Qin Huai what the so-called "big needle" is before deciding whether it will hurt or feel good.
However, considering that her daughter was still beside her, she said modestly, "I'm just afraid of needles."
I've used emergency hemostatic agents before, and not long ago Lei Huo also used them on the members of Shanzi's Dark Night Squad.
You really do get what you pay for.
Less than a minute after the injection, the bleeding stopped.
Qin Huai held the medicine powder, applying it as he spoke, saying, "As long as the large needle doesn't make you dizzy."
Ye Jingya was in so much pain that her whole body was convulsing. She gasped for breath, her pale lips curving slightly upward: "That depends on the size of the needle. If it's too big, she'll faint."
"You've seen them before, but you have quite a few types of needles in your first aid kit. Which one do you like best?"
"I...I like your style..."
"We haven't fought yet."
"Then call me when I'm better..."
Ye Jingya's face, which had been deathly pale due to excessive blood loss, suddenly turned bright red.
Even the pain from the wound has subsided considerably.
Ye An'an looked at Ye Jingya, then at Qin Huai, her eyes clear yet bewildered.
She felt that the two of them were taking advantage of her young age and inability to understand.
From that day on, Ye An'an became very curious about her mother's first aid kit.
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