Taking a deep breath, Yan Yanqi sat up with his body propped up, and did not dare to move his neck during the whole process.
Now the wound on this side of the neck, more than ten centimeters, has been five centimeters below the left ear and extends to the collarbone.
If this scar is left, it must be ugly, and you usually have to wear high-necked clothes to block it.
Glancing at the hanging needle on the back of his hand, Yan Yanqi raised his hand and pulled it out by himself, and then lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
There was a bathroom in the ward, holding medicine and gauze, Yan Yanqi leaned on the wall on the side and entered the bathroom, and locked the door.
She was wearing the clothes she had changed in the bathroom a few days ago, and she had cut her undershirt after taking the medicine at the time, but fortunately there were still clothes in the bathroom that she had washed and forgotten to put away.
Taking off his shirt, Yan Yanqi frowned and looked at the gauze around his neck, last time for insurance, he wrapped it several times, but there were still blood stains penetrating.
On the white gauze, a few shades of red are a little dazzling.
Looking at the bandaged gauze, Yan Yanqi pursed his lips, it was like he was about to enter the ghost door at that time, and his consciousness was not very clear.
So it's already nice to be able to bandage it.
Removing the gauze, Yan Yanqi looked at the blood red on his neck, his brows twisted, the smell of blood was a little heavy, and of course, there was the smell of medicine.
At that time, even if Yan Tingting's strength was a little bigger, that barb would be pierced into the neck, and then it should have lifted the flesh of this part of the neck, it would be bloody Yan Yanqi took a wet towel expressionlessly, wiped the blood stains on the side of the wound that had not been cleaned up, and then applied medicine.
"Hiss mom sells batches" When taking the medicine, how can it not be painful, the wound has not begun to heal, it has been a week, you can see how serious the injury is.
At least this injury will take more than two months to heal before it can be completely healed.
Slowly putting on his clothes, Yan Yanqi propped his tired hands on the sink, turned on the faucet, and caught the water with his right hand and flushed his face.
Because of the wound, the left hand should not move drastically.
"Heh" Yan Yanqi sneered at the mirror, this injury will have to be repaid sooner or later, she is not someone who is bullied casually, so there will be no less than anything that should be returned.
Yan Tingting, Yan Tingting She doesn't do it now just because she still has a task on her side, and for so long, she has been relatively low-key, for fear of getting into trouble and delaying her original task.
It's good now She swore that if she endured it for a while, and when this mission was over, she would definitely not die too good-looking Now three months have passed soon, and the task time is half a year and six months, that is to say, half of the time has passed, and her bottom line time is to complete it in the first four months and end it early.
So every minute and every second counts for the remaining month.
When the injury heals, she must go to the student union again, this time to be careful.
Although I don't know how Yan Tingting got her backpack, this is definitely a key point, there must be no next time, and this time the seventh master believes her, but if something goes wrong next time, any reason will be in vain Bo Qichen is not a fool.
"Knock knock" two knocks sounded, Yan Yanqi's action of wearing a T-shirt moved slightly, and through the frosted window on the door, a vague figure could be seen, it was Bo Qichen: