Chapter 556: Chapter 331 Surgery (Third Update)
“Don’t!” Mu Fan stopped Wang Nuonuo’s action, saying resolutely,
“Nuonuo, help me take it off directly.”
“But it has already congealed into one piece, taking it off directly is like tearing it open!” Mu Fan looked at Nuonuo’s caring eyes, shook his head, and then suddenly tensed up, gripping the left rear side of his suit jacket and giving it a hard yank.
Ugh! A muffled groan, and the wound sent forth a searing pain once again as the blood-soaked suit was finally torn off completely.
Then the exploded, flesh-muddled wound was fully exposed. Wang Nuonuo truly saw the extent of the damage the three bullets had done to Mu Fan.
The continuous three shots had essentially created a hole beneath the shoulder, and then under the formidable kinetic energy, the three bullets had churned and torn the hole mercilessly.
Hot blood surged out once again following the recent act of ripping off the clothing. Mu Fan carefully placed the jacket aside, then pressed back against the wound with lightning speed.
From the time he exited the warehouse until now, Mu Fan had endured such a serious injury without uttering a sound, persevering until this moment!
Wang Nuonuo bit her lip until it bled, her eyes brimming with tears, “Why wouldn’t you let me cut it open! Lord, do you realize how severe your injuries are?! Wuu wuu wuu… I just want you to be alright!”
That recent action had clearly aggravated Mu Fan’s injury, something Nuonuo simply couldn’t understand; why wouldn’t he let her cut open the suit!
“Because this is the suit you gave me… heh.” Mu Fan tried to muster a smile, but the secondary trauma to the wound was far too painful, and the smile was suppressed halfway through.
He really liked this suit, but he had just damaged it himself.
Even though it was tattered in one place, he still couldn’t bear to part with the suit.
To him, it held a special meaning…
After all, this was the suit Nuonuo gave him, and it was also the best suit he had ever worn.
Even though he couldn’t wear it now, he hoped the suit could remain here in good condition.
Upon hearing Mu Fan’s words, Nuonuo stared at him with a genuine gaze, her whole body rigid in place.
Only now did she understand how important the suit she had given to Mu Fan was to him.
Only now did she understand why Mu Fan had truly come here alone.
Only now did she grasp why he had unhesitatingly fired three bullets at her without hesitation.
Lord…
Nuonuo knelt beside Mu Fan, dropping all defenses, and wept unrestrainedly.
“It’s alright.” Seeing Nuonuo in this state left Mu Fan at a loss for words to comfort her, he could only utter these dry words.
Nuonuo’s mouth was already full of blood from her own biting, and she continued to grip her teeth firmly, shaking her head intensely.
“Nuonuo, every minute and every second is crucial now, you need to be strong.”
“Now, you come help me.” Mu Fan reached into the opened medical kit and took out a bottle of disinfectant, then gestured for Nuonuo to help him open it.
Wang Nuonuo, while crying, nodded vigorously and opened the bottle of disinfectant.
Mu Fan looked down at the wound below his left shoulder, and then poured the entire bottle of disinfectant over it.
“Hmmph!” A flush of blood rushed over his face but was immediately suppressed by Mu Fan, his nostrils emitting a muffled grunt.
The immense pain was several times more excruciating than when the bullets had hit.
Wang Nuonuo could feel the body she was supporting shudder in an instant.
“Then… Nuonuo, step aside for a moment, I need to clean the wound.” This time the girl didn’t heed Mu Fan’s words and shook her head defiantly.
Seeing Nuonuo’s resolve, Mu Fan said no more, his eyes scanning the surgical pack and pinching out a surgical knife that flickered with the cold light.
He then closed his eyes, leaned against a storage rack, and took a deep breath.
“Mu Fan, for treating gunshot wounds, you need to enlarge the wound, clean the edges. After revealing the wound channel, excise the necrotic and devitalized tissue. Following that, remove the bullet, stop the bleeding, and suture! These actions must be precise.”
Dark Breath’s voice echoed in his ears, here there were no medical robots, everything would be recounted by Dark Breath, and executed by Mu Fan.
This intelligent life would not mix any emotional factors into the treatment of Mu Fan’s wounds until they were fully healed.
Lord Black’s rage was tightly sealed within the logical pathways, merely waiting for the moment Mu Fan’s injuries healed, then it would become the sharpest weapon in the hands of its host.
When he opened his eyes, Mu Fan’s gaze was veiled with an invisible breath.
In Wang Nuonuo’s eyes, Mu Fan’s entire demeanor had become extremely cold and calm at that instant.
Dark Breath!
His whole being instantly entered a state of absolute calm.
This absoluteness even suppressed the pain from the wound completely.
Mu Fan calmly gripped the scalpel, then plunged it directly into his left shoulder, watching as the sharp blade slid across the edge of the bullet wound’s skin, entering the murky flesh, and then swiftly pulled.
The sharp scalpel cut open the bullet hole!
Then Mu Fan’s wrist flicked, and the blade buried in his flesh prodded and scoped.
The flesh that hadn’t been cleaned out was immediately flung away with the blade flashing with a cold light.
Mu Fan cut and cleaned his wound with such calm.
His movements were methodical, precise, and orderly, his expression calm without a ripple.
Wang Nuonuo didn’t close her eyes or turn her head, she didn’t even blink…
This was all because of her; she wanted to engrain every single one of Mu Fan’s actions into her heart.
She wanted to remember this image for a lifetime.
Under the dim light, a young man sat on the ground, quietly operating on himself, as if the body he was cutting was not his own.
And the young girl, holding the surgery pack and tray, knelt there with her lips tightly bitten.
“Forceps.”
A pale hand passed them over, and Mu Fan placed the bloody scalpel on the tray, then exhaled again.
The positions of the three bullets had been pinpointed; he didn’t need to use his eyes, as Spiritual Perception could determine it more clearly and accurately.
Under the force of his indomitable will, all negative emotions were suppressed; his hands with the forceps lit up, then plunged into his wound like lightning.
Three successive afterimages passed.
Ting, ting, ting.
There were now three bloodied bullets in the tray.
“Hemostatic agent.”
…
“Nuonuo, help me thread the suture needle…”
The girl tried hard not to let her hands tremble and finally threaded the needle properly and handed it over.
The long incision still oozed fresh blood.
Then without any anesthetic, the needle’s tip was pushed into the skin and out!
And in again!
The young man’s face was calm.
As if sewing the most ordinary piece of clothing.
Such composure and calmness were chilling to behold.
Finally, he took the surgical scissors passed by Nuonuo and cut the suture thread.
He looked at the misshapen wound beneath his left shoulder.
Mu Fan finally let out a light breath: “Mission accomplished.”
With astonishing willpower and exceptional physical condition, Mu Fan completed debridement and suturing surgery on himself single-handedly, without any anesthetic.
Only at this moment did Nuonuo’s swollen eyes from crying show a glimmer of joy for the first time.
But only Mu Fan knew that this was merely the most basic treatment, and he needed more effective healing.
Moreover, before that, he needed to thoroughly communicate the information with Wang Nuonuo.
Mu Fan lifted his eyes, his gaze calmly fixed on the girl in front of him, “Nuonuo, you must tell me in detail about tonight’s events.”