103 No Anesthetic
In addition, she had not been resting properly recently, so her constitution was poor. Coupled with the shock from the crash, she had fainted into a deep sleep.
There was only a bleeding cut on her leg, which had been bandaged now.
Gu Chen was relieved. He stood up and stretched his legs, which had gone numb.
On the other side of the room, Song Wenqi’s lackey yelled at the top of his voice, “My brother’s injured! Come and take a look at him!”
He was shouting at the doctor beside Gu Chen.
The doctor’s code was to treat patients and save lives—he did not care who they were. He was about to go over when he was stopped by Gu Chen.
“Give her an IV, I’ll go.”
The doctor nodded and went to take care of Lu Ning, while Gu Chen walked towards Song Wenqi.
Song Wenqi was seated, while Gu Chen stood up, looking down at him.
The lackey was extremely worked up. “What are you looking at?! Treat him, stop the bleeding!”
Gu Zi became furious. “What are you shouting for?! If it weren’t for us you would have died! We’re the ones to decide whether we want to treat you or not. You’re in no position here to shout demands at us!”
“You!”
Song Wenqi’s face was pale as he called out, “Jin Qi!”
Jin Qi instantly shut up and did not say anything else, but he was still fuming in rage.
Gu Chen squatted down and held Song Wenqi’s arm up to take a look.
“There’s a bullet. Should I remove it?”
As soon as he posed the question Jin Qi blew up again. “What nonsense are you spouting?! What else are we supposed to do with the bullet in his arm, play with it?!”
Gu Chen was not angry. He stood up and said coolly, “If you’re willing, I have no objections.”
“You!”
Song Wenqi looked up at Gu Chen. “Remove it.”
Gu Chen peered down at him, his gaze almost emotionless. “We have no anesthetic.”
Song Wenqi looked at him, and the two of them stared at each other for a long time. In the end, neither of them looked away.
Meanwhile, the doctor in charge of taking care of Lu Ning gazed at the bottle of anesthetic in the first aid kit.
“…”
Song Wenqi declared, “Remove it!”
Jin Qi felt that Gu Chen was lying. When they examined Lu Ning they had so much medical equipment; how could they not have anesthetic?
They definitely had anesthetic, but he did not dare to say anything now.
Gu Chen seemed impatient, so he was fearful that if he said anything else, this person would not bother to treat Song Wenqi.
Gu Zi helped Gu Chen bring over the medicine box and everything he needed.
Gu Chen sat on the chair and looked up at Jin Qi. “You, hold him down.”
Jin Qi squatted down and squeezed Song Wenqi’s waist.
Song Wenqi: “… You don’t have to use so much strength now.”
Jin Qi immediately nodded. “Yes!”
Gu Chen handed a clean towel to Song Wenqi.
Song Wenqi took it, and looked at him in confusion.
“Bite down on it. If you wake her up, I can’t guarantee that I won’t be too forceful because I’m worried about her.”
Song Wenqi: “…”
Song Wenqi watched him as he bit the towel.
Gu Chen cut off his sleeve, took the scalpel from the side, and stabbed Song Wenqi’s wound mercilessly.
Song Wenqi bit into the towel for dear life; the excruciating pain in his arm made his forehead bead profusely with sweat. Jin Qi hugged Song Wenqi tightly.
Gu Chen’s technique was very fast; in less than ten minutes, he had the bullet removed.
Song Wenqi was drenched in sweat. Feebly, he leaned back against Jin Qi.
Gu Chen glanced at him, then jabbed a needle into his arm before starting to suture it.
When he was suturing, Song Wenqi did not feel anything at all; that needle was an anesthetic. Song Wenqi glanced at Gu Chen.
Gu Chen ignored him and continued suturing the wound.
After bandaging him, he got up to rinse the blood from his hands.
“Thanks.”