"Go to your room."
Ning Yu's pupils shrank slightly, and she subconsciously refused, "No."
Song Ziyu forced a wicked smile, his eyes seeming to see through her. "Oh? Is it because there's something important there? Or someone important to you?"
Ning Yu gritted her teeth and said coldly, "If you still want me to bandage you, you are not allowed to go to my room."
Looking at the stubbornness on Ning Yu's face, Song Ziyu felt a little relieved. He wanted to go to her room, but he was afraid of being discovered.
"Then take me to the clinic quickly."
Song Ziyu finally agreed.
Ning Yu breathed a sigh of relief, took the man to the clinic, picked up a pair of scissors and cut off the sleeves on the man's left arm.
The wound was extremely hideous, and black blood was oozing out.
Song Ziyu originally thought that the woman would be scared and cry out, but he didn't expect that she seemed to be used to it.
Ning Yu took a closer look at the wound, frowned slightly, and looked serious.
"The wound on your arm has been left there for too long, and it's become septic. It needs to be cut off before it can be bandaged. Unfortunately, the clinic doesn't have the conditions to make numbing powder right now."
"Cut it." Song Ziyu said casually.
Ning Yu handed Song Ziyu a piece of wood and said, "If you can't bear it, you can bite this."
Song Ziyu was silent for a second, and finally opened his mouth and bit the cork.
Ning Yu stopped talking nonsense and slowly cut off the rotten meat with a knife in hand.
"hiss!"
Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed out of Song Ziyu's forehead, and his eyes somehow fell on Ning Yu's face.
In the warm yellow candlelight, Ning Yu's eyebrows and eyes looked even more delicate, her skin was fair, and her eyes were extremely calm, making her whole body look radiant.
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