The blonde woman in red really is what I thought.
It's Chrissie Wynyard.
——"Hello? Claire, what's going on over there? Are you injured?"
Fujiwara Yu leaned weakly on the chair with the strong support of Sawada Hiroki. He had a slight cold to begin with, and now he felt weak all over and was sweating coldly. If nothing unexpected happened, he should have a low fever now.
"It's just a grazed shoulder, nothing serious. Just go to the usual place and prepare things for me."
"You're not planning to treat yourself, are you? This is no joke, Claire. I think it's best for you to go directly to the hospital. The equipment there is more complete."
Yinsen Hondou had no idea Fujiwara Yuu was also skilled in medicine. After all, he had never seen him injured since becoming a CIA agent. Of course, minor injuries sustained during training at headquarters were not counted.
Fujiwara Yu took out an unopened sterile gauze from his pocket with a calm face. He reached out and pressed the gauze on the wound, and skillfully began to stop the bleeding.
"Don't worry, I know what to do. Hiroki, take off your shirt and lend it to me."
He reached out to take the shirt handed to him by Hiroki Sawada, and quickly made it into a triangular bandage. At least now this pressure bandage method can be used to stop the bleeding as an emergency measure.
Fujiwara Yuu wasn't trying to be tough; he simply never underestimated the CIA's American intelligence network. If he went to the hospital to treat his gunshot wound at this time, the CIA would most likely find out... and then his identity would be exposed, and he wouldn't be able to openly serve as an Osaka police officer. He would have to return to CIA headquarters in disgrace, claiming his mission failed.
He still has a lot of things to do, how can he just give up like that?
Fujiwara Yu's mind couldn't help but emerge with the official photos he found when he searched for Chris Wynyard.
Chrissy Wynyard...
I remember this shot.
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