Chapter 0080: Treating the Wounds

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Judging by the situation, the girl's stockings were likely stuck to her wound. If they were pulled off directly, it could touch the wound and cause more bleeding.

Lin Yi frowned; there were no emergency surgical tools in the room. When he had taken off the girl's leather pants earlier, Lin Yi had felt a hard object, which he guessed was a dagger. With no other tools available, Lin Yi could only use this dagger.

Picking up the leather pants from the floor, Lin Yi took out the dagger inside, testing its feel by moving it back and forth in the air. He then began to carefully cut the girl's stockings.

Lin Yi was an expert with knives; he had practiced using daggers as close-range weapons since he was six years old, and they were one of the most commonly used weapons in combat.

Lin Yi only used the tip of the dagger to cut the fibers of the stockings, being careful not to damage anything else. After a few cuts, the stockings turned into pieces, and Lin Yi casually peeled them off and threw them aside.

Under the stockings, Lin Yi finally saw the location of the wound! It was at the root of her right thigh! However, it had already been bandaged, but the bleeding was not effectively stopped, which was why the girl had gone to the pharmacy to buy the healing medicine.

Apart from the bandage, the girl's lower body was only covered by a pair of underwear. However, Lin Yi had no other thoughts at the moment. Lin Yi was not a pervert; even if the girl were as beautiful as a fairy, he would not be interested in her while she was covered in blood.

Using the dagger, Lin Yi carefully cut open the bandage on the girl's leg and began to examine the wound.

The wound was indeed severe, but Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief; it had not damaged the femoral artery. Otherwise, without professional surgical equipment, he could only take her to the hospital, and whether she could survive the trip was another matter.

The wound was triangular, clearly caused by a sharp object like a triangular knife. Due to its shape, ordinary hemostatic drugs would be ineffective without proper suturing.

From the current situation, it was likely that the girl had bandaged herself after being injured but found that the wound was not healing and continued to bleed. In desperation, she had gone to the pharmacy to buy the healing medicine but had not managed to get it. On her way back, she had fainted due to excessive blood loss.

Lin Yi understood the girl's actions; the assassin profession was very special. Even when injured, they rarely went to the hospital, preferring to handle it themselves to avoid exposure.

Understanding the girl's condition, Lin Yi could now treat her appropriately. Although the wound was deep, it had not damaged the artery or tendons, so it was not a major issue.

Lin Yi stood up and took out the Chinese medicine he had bought from the pharmacy, quickly grinding several herbs in a container. This was something he was very familiar with; in the North African jungle, his herbal medicine was the most popular among his teammates, and Lin Yi always had to grind a bagful to meet the demand.

The previous bandage was no longer usable, as it was soaked in blood. Since the incident was sudden, Lin Yi had not prepared anything, so he had to consider using something else as a substitute.

Although his school uniform was freshly changed in the morning, Lin Yi did not want to tear a piece off to bandage the female assassin. He walked to the bathroom and saw a disposable disinfectant towel on the shelf. Next to it was a small price tag that read 40 yuan.

These disposable disinfectant towels would not cost more than 20 yuan in bulk, but in the hotel, the price was doubled. Of course, the hotel also provided free towels, but they were not disposable.

These towels were mainly for those with a cleanliness obsession and were not mandatory.

Lin Yi took one of these disinfectant towels, which could勉强 serve as a bandage.

After sprinkling the ground medicine on the girl's wound, a faint moan escaped her lips, likely due to the medicine touching the wound. However, Lin Yi ignored her; applying medicine always hurt.

After applying the medicine, Lin Yi tore the disposable towel into several pieces and skillfully bandaged the girl's wound.

"Phew!" Lin Yi sighed in relief, finally done. Now, it seemed that the girl had only lost a lot of blood. If the bleeding was stopped now, her chances of survival were high.

Of course, assassins generally had strong vitality. Lin Yi roughly estimated that the girl had already been saved. When she woke up, she would be weak but otherwise fine.

Having taken care of the female assassin, Lin Yi began to attend to his own matters. He had prepared the medicine for the girl in a hurry, only making the exact amount needed. He still had to take care of his own wound!

Grinding the herbs was not a problem, but the medicine for Yang Huaijun required slow simmering. Each herb had to be added in a specific order and at specific times, with no room for error. Otherwise, although the ingredients would be similar, the effectiveness of the medicine would be greatly reduced, failing to achieve the desired results.

This was why Lin Yi had not given the formula to Yang Huaijun and was preparing the medicine himself. On one hand, the formula was not as easy to prepare and simmer as the pain-relieving medicine he had given him earlier, which only required grinding the herbs together after buying the necessary ingredients. Simmering the medicine was different.

On the other hand, Lin Yi did not want the formula to be leaked. Although he trusted Yang Huaijun, he was afraid that Yang Huaijun might inadvertently reveal it, which could cause a stir in the field of traditional Chinese medicine.

Lin Yi set up the alcohol stove and a clay pot on a flat surface and began to simmer the medicine for Yang Huaijun. Although the hotel provided electric appliances for boiling water, simmering Chinese medicine with fire was better.

Simmering medicine was a tedious task, but for Lin Yi, who often wove straw shoes at home, it was nothing.

Looking at the time on his phone, Lin Yi skillfully added each herb to the clay pot. After an unknown amount of time, he heard a faint sound from behind him.

If not for Lin Yi's exceptionally sharp hearing, he would not have noticed the sound while focusing on simmering the medicine.

Lin Yi did not turn around; he was at a critical moment in the simmering process and could not be distracted. Holding a few herbs in his hand, Lin Yi watched the time on his phone.

Lin Yi knew the girl might have woken up, but he had no time to deal with her. If she could quietly leave after waking up, that would be fine. Once she left the room, they would never recognize each other again, and Lin Yi did not expect her to be grateful.