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Mingyao bought a black down jacket, wet wipes, some gauze and alcohol.

She used her mobile phone to look at Wei Chuan's injured area, wiped it clean with a wet wipe, and then disinfected it with alcohol.

Before pouring the alcohol, she looked at Wei Chuan worriedly.

"Don't make any noise."

Wei Chuan nodded and bit his lower lip.

Mingyao poured alcohol on Wei Chuan's wound tremblingly. She could clearly feel Wei Chuan's body tightening.

She didn't dare to slow down, and after disinfecting the wound, she quickly wrapped it with gauze.

Wei Chuan gasped for air, and his already pale face became even more pale.

Mingyao tremblingly helped Wei Chuan upright, took off his jacket and put on a black down jacket.

He half-closed his eyes and leaned softly against the wall. His breath was so weak that he couldn't even see his breathing movements.

Mingyao asked tentatively: "Are you still alive?"

Wei Chuan's eyelashes trembled twice and he whispered: "I'm still alive."

Mingyao felt relieved. She squatted in front of Wei Chuan and carried Wei Chuan on her back.

She shook Wei Chuan and made sure she could carry it on her back before standing up.

Wei Chuan's weight was much lighter than expected. Mingyao gritted her teeth, carried Wei Chuan out of the alley, and found a nearby hotel.

After opening the room, Mingyao quickly put Wei Chuan on the bed.

She put her hand on Wei Chuan's forehead and found that Wei Chuan's forehead was frighteningly hot.

Mingyao timidly prepared hot water and wiped Wei Chuan's body.

She is not a doctor, does not know any medicine, and does not know how to treat wounds.

Wei Chuan said weakly, "Go and buy some disinfectants and hemostatic drugs. I can do it myself."

"Are you really not looking for a doctor?"

Wei Chuan shook his head slowly: "Please, don't find a doctor."

Mingyao ran out non-stop to buy hemostatic drugs, disinfectants and medical cotton and medical bandages.

By the time she bought it back, there was no movement from Wei Chuan.

Mingyao was afraid that he would die here, so she put her hand under Wei Chuan's nose.

Wei Chuan's breathing was very weak, hitting his hands like feathers passing over them.

Mingyao's heart was in her throat.

She bit her lower lip, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Wei Chuan, don't scare me!"

"You won't really..."

Wei Chuan's brows narrowed to the center of his brows, and his chest rose and fell.

But he didn't wake up.

Mingyao held his hand and found that his hand was frighteningly cold.

She tried to calm herself down.

Wei Chuan was probably in a coma because of his severe injuries.

And the wound that had just been treated briefly began to ooze blood again.

Mingyao's temples twitched, "Look for a doctor..."

If you can't take him to the hospital, you can only find a doctor.

Mingyao thought of Wang Zhouheng.

She dialed Wang Zhouheng's phone tremblingly.

After the call was connected, Mingyao almost burst into tears: "Wang Zhouheng, there is a seriously injured person here."

"Can you come over and help me with this?"

Wang Zhouheng didn't ask any more questions and hung up the phone after asking Mingyao to send him the address.

15 minutes later, Chao Muxue rushed over.

"What about him?"

"Dr. Wang suddenly had an operation to perform before he left, so he asked me to come."

"Where's the patient?"

As Chao Muxue said this, she took off her backpack and was shocked to see the dying Wei Chuan.

As a professional doctor, Chao Muxue quickly began to treat Wei Chuan's injuries in an orderly manner.

Mingyao stood by cautiously, watching Chao Muxue operate.

Chaomu Xuewei and Wei Chuan re-bandaged the most serious injury and were preparing to treat other wounds when their cell phone rang.

After answering the phone, Chao Muxue's expression gradually became solemn.

"Are you busy with something?"

Chao Muxue nodded and said apologetically: "There is an operation that I need to perform, and I have to rush back."

"There are still some wounds, I'll look for others..."

Mingyao said: "You have helped me a lot."

"And I've already seen the way you bandaged it just now."

"Leave these small wounds to me to deal with."

When Chao Muxue was treating Wei Chuan's wounds, she concentrated on it, for fear of missing any detail.

In order not to forget, she wrapped a bandage around her hand.

"Okay." Chao Muxue told Mingyao the wound treatment procedures before leaving.

The urging call came again, and Chao Muxue hurriedly ran out: "I will find a similar video for you later, and I will leave the rest to you!"

Mingyao is extremely grateful to Chao Muxue for coming to help.

After Chao Muxue left, Mingyao first disinfected her hands with alcohol, put on medical gloves, and then followed Chao Muxue's example and began to bandage Wei Chuan.

Chao Muxue also quickly sent a similar video.

With video assistance, Mingyao quickly dealt with Wei Chuan's injuries.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead, took Wei Chuan's temperature again, and gave him anti-inflammatory and antipyretic drugs.

After finishing everything, Mingyao suddenly felt exhausted.

"Can't rest yet."

Mingyao looked at the mess on the ground and forced herself to put away the bloody bandages and various medicines.

Then prepare a basin of warm water and take off Wei Chuan's shirt.

Mingyao gasped after seeing the scars all over Wei Chuan's body.

Even on Wei Chuan's two big arms, you can vaguely see hideous scars.

Mingyao was deeply touched.

She couldn't imagine what Wei Chuan had gone through and why he had so many injuries.

Old injuries and new injuries crisscrossed each other, like bugs, sticking to Wei Chuan's skin.

Mingyao wiped Wei Chuan's body carefully, with a solemn expression.

After wiping away the blood, Mingyao put her newly bought sweater on Wei Chuan again.

After doing this, Mingyao was exhausted.

She originally wanted to sit on a chair and rest for a while, staring at Wei Chuan in case something happened to his body.

Who knows, as soon as her butt touched the chair, she fell asleep unconsciously.

Jingle Bell--

The alarm rang, and Mingyao suddenly opened her eyes.

The dazzling light hit her eyes, stinging them.

She blocked the light with her hands and looked at the unfamiliar furnishings, then she thought of Wei Chuan.

Mingyao turned around and found that her clothes were empty. Where was Wei Chuan's figure?

Even the trash she had picked up yesterday was gone.

Mingyao wanted to contact Wei Chuan and ask him how he was doing.

As soon as I took out my phone, I remembered that I didn't have Wei Chuan's contact information.

Mingyao slumped down on the chair again. Since Wei Chuan left, there should be nothing wrong.

Mingyao held her forehead and glanced at the TV with her peripheral vision.

She belatedly noticed the sticky note taped to the television screen.

She took off the post-it note, looked at the word "thank you" written on it, and relaxed her mental arithmetic.

People safe is good.

Mingyao glanced at the time, it was almost time to go to work.

Mingyao simply washed up and bought new clothes at a roadside store.

Then he rushed to the company without stopping.

Halfway through, my phone buzzed.

Mingyao looked at the call and found that it was from Pei Siyu.

boom--

Her brain exploded immediately, and the words "It's over" came to her mind.