Chapter 1287

Gu Fanxing keeps cleaning the wound on Yan Zhen's wrist, but no matter how she cleans it, there is still blood running down. She dealt with this emergency last time, but the wound seems to be more serious than last time.

Yan Zhen's resolute face was pale, "it's OK, just sew it up." The news of his injury could not be heard out.

"But..." Gu Fanxing now looks for help at Li Qingtian.

"Numerous stars, don't be afraid, help him, you draw so well, sew a wound just, it doesn't matter." Li Qingtian's indifferent way, this injury is really nothing to Yan Zhen.

Li Qingtian's palm tightly holds the evidence Yan Zhen brought to him. It seems that something has been done next.

"But it doesn't stop bleeding, i..." Gu Fanxing wants to cry a little. She's really not good at this. If there is anything, it's not good.

"It doesn't matter, stars. I'm looking for stupidity." Yan Zhendao, he said, then he got up to go.

"Can she be stupid?" Gu Fanxing asked in a hurry.

"She studied medicine." Yan Zhendao.

"Well, then, I'll take the medical kit with me." Gu Fanxing hurriedly pulls cotton to press the wound for Yan Zhen, and quickly cleans up the medical box.

"Take a rest, Li Qingtian. I'll be back soon." Gu Fanxing said that she could not take care of Li Qingtian.

"Go ahead and come back early." Hold the heaven.

So Gu Fanxing quickly followed Yan Zhen's steps and went to the room where he was bored.

At the moment, Gou was sleeping soundly in the room. When she heard a quick knock on the door, she was immediately awakened and turned out of bed. She was still confused. "Who is that?" She didn't wake up. Her voice was a little stuffy.

When she opened the door, she saw Yan Zhen appear in front of her? Why are you at this time Ah! " "You are hurt!" he said! Come on in! "

Gou dazed and drowsy immediately woke up, pulled Yan Zhen in, wanted to go out to get the medical box, Gu Fanxing appeared at the door, "medical box!"

"Come in." Gou stupidly said that he took the medical box sent by Gu Fanxing and did not care about anything else. He went back to his room and examined Yan Zhen's wound. It was professional at first sight. Gu Fanxing could only stand by and watch foolishly, which could not help at all.

"Why are you so hurt? It's just going out for a day, and that's how you are. I know it's not good. " Gou gawks and complains, in fact, it's Yan Zhen's heartache. I don't know what he has to die for all day, even his own life.

"Stupid." Yan Zhen yells at her. Let her pay attention. Gu Fanxing is still here.

"I know to pay attention to words, but look at yourself, are you hurt like this? If I were not there, your wound would only make you bleed constantly. "

"Bah, bah, bah, you will be OK." He said again in a hurry.

Her hand is fast, and she doesn't know how to use it. The wound on Yan Zhen's arm will no longer bleed after three times, five times and two times. The next step is suture.

"You can bear it. I'll give you a little anesthetic, but it may still hurt." Gou stupidly said, and began to apply anesthetics. After two minutes, she began to sew.

Gu Fanxing stood silently and watched. Her heart was closed. After about ten minutes, she finally sewed the wound, applied the medicine, and wrapped it with gauze.