"It hurts a little, just bear with it." Ellie stood quietly behind him and said softly.
"Okay. Let's get started." Pan Han nodded.
Strangely enough, he had never been shot in so many battles in the apocalypse.
I didn’t expect to fail in my own world!
It's just outrageous!
WTF Dam!
A slight pain interrupted Pan Han's thoughts. His strong body and mind made him very tolerant.
Mortals need anesthesia, and he can also take the opportunity to appreciate Ellie's distressed eyes.
The woman's eyes were already wet.
The eight bullets were removed and the wounds were sutured.
Pan Han took the bullet and looked at it. It looked like a 9mm bullet, but the color of the front of the bullet seemed a little wrong.
Putting his nose close to it and sniffing it, Pan Han was shocked: "It's actually poisonous!"
"What?" Ellie's hands trembled noticeably.
"You're afraid that if you can't kill me with your beatings, you'll poison me to death. Humph!"
Pan Han showed the bullet in his hand to Eli for observation.
"Who are they?" Ellie asked in a trembling voice.
"I don't know. I just came back from our world and was injured there. We're investigating."
"Okay!" Ellie stopped being distracted and focused on stitching the wound.
More than ten minutes later, Pan and Han sat on the sofa. He held a cigarette in his mouth and felt the condition of the wound.
"Well, it should be healing quickly." Pan Han felt a little itchy on his back, so he said to Ellie.
"It's a pity I can't go back to help you."
"Don't worry! I'll be going to northern Myanmar in half an hour to bring some stuff over. Go call Cheng Xiao back. Let's discuss something!"
"Yes! I'll go right away." Ellie nodded and went downstairs immediately.
A smoke ring drifted towards the roof. Pan Han closed his eyes and said slowly, "You forced me to do this."
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