Chapter 30

After bandaging the wound, the man was still unconscious. Yisha's face was pale and her whole body was trembling. She didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

The man in black ran towards the back door of the courtyard as fast as he could. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Someone, come and save him."

Zhou Shaomin quickly turned around and pulled Yisha up. He then ordered someone to pinch the man's philtrum as fast as he could. He also ordered someone to take out the clamps on his wound and bandage it quickly.

She smiled at Zhou Shaomin and took a few deep breaths. She picked up a cotton ball and dipped it in iodine. She used the most gentle movements to wipe the man's wound.

This time, he didn't suddenly scream. He just kept moaning the word 'pain'.

"Brother, bear with it. Once it's bandaged, it won't hurt so much."

Yisha was very nervous but she didn't forget to comfort the man.

Just as Yisha was about to speak, a man in black rushed over from an unknown direction and slammed into her side. She lost her balance and fell towards the wounded man. The iron clip in her hand stabbed into the wound on the wounded man's arm.

"Ah —" The man screamed and fainted.

Yisha looked at the blood gushing out like a fountain. Her mind suddenly went blank. She didn't even remember what happened and how it happened. She just lay there in a daze.

"There's a first time for everything. I believe in you." Zhou Shaomin nodded at her. His black eyes under the mask were full of expectation.

"Can I really do it?"

Yisha looked at Zhou Shaomin. From his shining black eyes, she could feel the trust she had never felt before.

"Look, he can do it. Why can't you?"

Zhou Shaomin pointed at a few nurses opposite him. They were skillfully taking care of the patient, changing his dressing and cleaning his wound.

This was what Zhou Shaomin taught her. What the patient needed the most was the nurse's comfort and encouragement.

"Little girl, I'm sorry for scaring you."

The man apologized to her. Because of the pain, he was already soaked.

Yisha was so scared that the cotton ball in her hand fell to the ground. Her face suddenly turned pale.

Zhou Shaomin hurriedly turned around and continued to encourage her, "Yisha, you can do it!"

"Elsa, bandage this patient," Zhou Shaomin instructed Elsa after cleaning up the shrapnel on a male comrade's arm.

"Can, can I do it?"

Yisha had been very scared. That bloody wound looked very scary. When Zhou Shaomin removed the shrapnel, her legs kept shaking.

Zhou Shaomin brought his assistant and a few other paramedics to treat the patient next door. She started to bandage the patient according to the steps Zhou Shaomin had taught her.

The wound on the wounded man's arm was very large. It was almost a bloody mess. Earlier, when they removed the shrapnel, they did not use anesthetics. He had fainted several times. At this moment, he was still shouting.

Yisha took a deep breath and carefully picked up a cotton ball with an iron clip. After soaking it in iodine, she put it on the outside of his wound. However, he suddenly shouted, "Ah, it hurts!" That's right, if other people can do it, why can't she?

"I'll give it a try.

"Yisha replied.

With the help of Zhou Shaomin and Sun Xiang, the three of them used the lunch break to wash all the gauze and clothes again and dry them.

Yisha admired Zhou Shaomin. She thought that Zhou Shaomin came from a wealthy family. If he did not have ideals, why would he come to suffer like this?

In the afternoon, a new batch of patients came. Zhou Shaomin and the other doctors treated them. Yisha was responsible for wiping the sweat of the patients and passing the gauze and medicine.

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