Scrape the bone to rescue the beauty

  Back in the rented city village, it was already after 9 o'clock.

  The city is now at its most prosperous time, people who go to work have returned, and those who don't go to work have all come out. The narrow roads are crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder, and cars dare not enter. Wearing pajamas is already considered decent, the more daring ones are shirtless; wearing slippers is still considered civilized, the more daring ones sit on the roadside and pick their toes.

  All along the way were small stalls and vendors, selling stir-fried noodles, fruits, cheap vegetables, pirated discs, slippers, mosquito coils, spicy hot pot, stir-fried melons, cockroach poison, sugarcane juice, mobile phone stickers... almost everything could be bought except for drugs and firearms.

  Yi Xiaodao had completely forgotten that he hadn't eaten yet, lost in thought as he navigated through the crowds and entered his rented apartment building. The location of this building was relatively good, close to the main road, with a total of nine floors, and he lived on the ninth floor. A corridor lined with six single apartments, he lived in the innermost one.

  Just as he stepped onto the ninth floor, Yi Xiaodao felt a chill run down his spine. Yi Xiaodao remained calm and composed, pretending not to notice, and walked towards the room.

  After passing the central corridor lamp, he found that there was indeed one more shadow on the ground. At this moment, the black shadow behind him probably also realized that he had been exposed, and his killing intent suddenly increased, raising the object in his hand to hit Yishao's back of the head.

  Yi Xiaodao, who had been prepared, dodged the black shadow's attack in a flash and grabbed its right arm with his own right hand. With a swift motion, he was about to fling the black shadow away. At his speed and strength, ordinary people would be unable to withstand his counterattack, their body would follow the direction of his force, rolling forward in mid-air before crashing to the ground.

  But he didn't expect the black shadow's reaction speed to be equally fast, and its lower body was extremely solid. His flash and pull did not overturn the black shadow, and the black shadow took a step forward with its right hand releasing the weapon, while its left hand quickly followed up.

  Yi Xiaodao would not let Heiying switch weapons, a swift kick as fast as lightning sent the object that was about to be caught by Heiying flying. Heiying's right hand was captured, but his left hand changed from grasping to fist and struck towards Yi Xiaodao's face.

  At this time, Yi Xiaodao's attention was on the flying object. With the light of the street lamp, he recognized at a glance that it was a domestically-made CF07 pistol. His heart was shocked. In Nanhuashi City, ordinary people absolutely could not get their hands on handguns, let alone this latest model of police handgun.

  The black shadow's speed was quite swift, but the force of its attack was somewhat lacking. When Easy Knife kicked the gun against the wall with one foot, the black shadow's left fist had already reached Easy Knife's face. Easy Knife flipped his left hand over and caught the black shadow's incoming fist in a flash, then twisted it in succession.

  The black shadow's right hand was in front, his left hand beside it, and he couldn't help but let out a loud cry: "Ah——"

  The sound is crisp and unparalleled, the pain is also unparalleled.

  Yi Xiaodao was taken aback, his left hand involuntarily releasing its grip, and then slowly loosening his right hand. Based on his experience, the newcomer no longer posed a threat to him.

  The dark figure took two steps back, and the light revealed her face twisted in pain, making one's heart skip a beat. Her complexion was wan, her lips were pale, and her eyes had lost the sharpness that a killer should have.

  Yi Xiao Dao's sudden grab and twist had caused her wound to split open again, the congealed blood clot pulling at the wound, making it even more painful than before.

  Yi Xiaodao's right foot relaxed and lifted, tossing the pistol lightly into the air, his right hand catching it steadily. In a low voice, he asked: "Who are you?"

  She didn't make a sound, she had no strength left to speak. Originally wanted to use her last bit of strength to knock out Yi Xiaodao and then sneak into his room. But unexpectedly, not only did she fail to subdue the opponent, but was instead subdued by the opponent's lightning-fast movements. Blood loss and hunger had now completely drained her energy.

  "Are you hurt?"

  Yi Xiaodao saw a drop of fresh blood dripping onto the floor and quickly thought about whether or not to save her. A mysterious gun-wielding woman, attacking him in the dead of night, what was her motive? How did she get hurt? Did the person who hurt her know she was here?

  Another drop of blood fell. He saw the despair in her eyes, saw her lips trembling, and knew she couldn't hold on much longer.

  Yi Xiaodao hesitated for a moment, then put the safety on his pistol and holstered it at his waist. He took a step forward and supported the woman who was on the verge of collapse. She struggled slightly but couldn't break free, her mental defenses immediately collapsing as she fainted into Yi Xiaodao's arms.

  Yi Xiaodao picked her up, opened the door, put her on the sofa and sat her down properly. He then pulled over the plastic tablecloth from the dining table, spread it out on the sofa, and laid her flat on the tablecloth.

  Before anyone else found out, he grabbed a towel and wiped the bloodstains on the corridor clean, then wiped all the floor tiles in the corridor again. He went to search the staircase and found a black guitar case at the door of the rooftop. Under the streetlight, inside was a foldable AW sniper rifle and a pile of bloody clothes.

  Yi Xiao Dao walked to a corner of the rooftop, opened up a loose heat insulation board, stuffed the guitar case inside, then returned to his own room.

  After examination, Yi Xiaodao found that her wound was on the shoulder, shot into the scapula. If it had gone five centimeters lower, the bullet might have passed through the armpit and reached the heart.

  He fetched a scalpel, forceps, iodine, medical alcohol and gauze, preparing to remove the bullet from her. Although he had received emergency rescue training, he had never performed surgery on a living person before, and today he had no choice but to use this unfamiliar woman as a test subject.

  He turned the mysterious woman over, letting her lie on the sofa, then took scissors to cut open her coat along the wound. She had been injured for too long, and the blood had already coagulated, so it was impossible to take off her clothes, only cutting them open, and slowly removing the fabric stuck to the wound.

  The shredded flesh and Yunnan Baiyao powder in the wound have merged into one, and the surrounding area has also become slightly inflamed. Fortunately, the bullet did not hit any major blood vessels, so there was no excessive bleeding, which also allowed Yi Xiaodao, an amateur doctor, to dare to perform surgery on her.

  Yi Xiaodao relied on his memories from many years ago, first using a surgical knife to scrape away the shredded flesh in the wound, then slightly cutting open the wound and discovering the bullet head embedded in the bone. The bullet head had rotated at high speed, penetrating the skin and hitting the bone, with the strong resistance causing the bullet head to deform; if it hadn't been for the 50-meter distance, the bullet head could have completely penetrated the scapula and entered the thoracic cavity.

  The bullet was embedded very tightly, and Dr. Li alternated between using surgical scissors and forceps, almost digging a hole in the bone before the bullet head loosened slightly. He quickly used the forceps to clamp onto the bullet head and pulled it out, but under his clumsy operation, there were many more fragments of flesh in the wound.

  Fortunately, the owner of the wound did not wake up, otherwise he would definitely not want him to take out the bullet. Of course, it is also possible that she has already woken up, but didn't have time to cry out and fainted from the pain.

  Yi Xiaodao cleaned up the minced meat he had made, then carefully disinfected it with medical alcohol. He poured Yunnan Baiyao powder into the wound that was still oozing fresh blood, and then plugged the wound with a roll of gauze. Finally, he bandaged it tightly with another roll of gauze. The bleeding finally stopped, and Yi Xiaodao, who was drenched in sweat, couldn't help but smile at his handiwork. He probably didn't even think that he had actually completed the surgery, and most importantly, without throwing up.

  Look at the clothes on her body, the back has been soaked with blood, stiff like wearing a suit of armor. Yi Xiaodao used scissors to cut the injured person's clothes from the back collar to the hem, and the white, smooth back was immediately exposed in front of his eyes, with extremely beautiful lines and skin tone that was very tempting, which made Yi Xiaodao, who had not been close to a woman for many months, feel a sudden surge of emotion.

  Fortunately, Yi Xiao Dao was not a despicable person and did not take advantage of the situation to make a move on her. Instead, he used a wet towel to wipe away the bloodstains on her back. Then, he turned the injured person over and completely removed their bloody clothes. To avoid making a mistake, he didn't even dare to look at the injured person's chest again.

  Ajiao left a few clothes behind when she walked away. Yi Xiaodao went to the simple wardrobe and fished out a suspender skirt, hastily putting it on the injured person, then carried the injured person to the bed and put them down properly. The suspender skirt was low-cut, and after being moved around, the injured person's ample * had already half-exposed itself from the bra, catching Yi Xiaodao's eye and immediately making his mouth dry.

  Perhaps it was the injured person's alluring physique, or perhaps it was Yi Xiaodao's desensitized humanity. After two minutes of mental struggle as he gazed at the injured person's chest while they slept, he still extended his dark hand towards the injured person's chest, where the snow-white skin revealed clearly visible capillaries.

  At this moment, Yi Xiaodao's head buzzed, and a thick voice appeared in his mind: "Master has always believed in the two words 'justice', and also hopes that you will remember them at all times, do not violate the heavenly principle."

  Yi Xiao Dao was stunned on the spot.