C473 He Died Unjustly
C473 He Died Unjustly
Emily didn't want to waste anymore time talking to Wang Feng, so she covered herself with the blanket and went to sleep.
She had the gun in her hand, of course.
If Wang Feng dared to act recklessly, she wouldn't mind destroying Wang Feng with one shot.
Actually, she also knew that this was just a psychological comfort. If Wang Feng really wanted to do something to her, unless she killed Wang Feng now, she wouldn't have the slightest chance of resisting.
This man was too strong!
In the middle of the night, Emily was woken up by the gunshot wound on her shoulder. After that, she could no longer sleep.
After all, this was another country, and they were on a secret mission this time, so she didn't dare go to the hospital to retrieve the bullets, lest they attract the attention of the local police and cause unnecessary trouble.
Although she and her subordinates had taken out the bullets in each other's shoulders, the wound was extremely painful due to the lack of anesthetic, and it was even more painful now.
She gritted her teeth and broke out in a cold sweat. From time to time, her body would twitch in pain.
At this moment, she suddenly heard Wang Feng's voice, "I have some medicinal powder here to treat external injuries. It will help to quickly heal the wounds. Do you want to try it?"
Emily could not take the pain any longer and replied, "Alright."
Wang Feng turned on the lights and passed a packet of powdered medicine wrapped in paper to Emily. "Do you want me to help or not?"
Emily was in so much pain that she didn't dare to move anymore. With the gun in her other hand, it wouldn't be convenient for her. She could only say to Wang Feng, "Come on."
"Sure." Wang Feng lifted up the blanket and took off one of Emily's shirt's buttons. He opened it a little to reveal the wound on her shoulder.
The condition of the wound was not very optimistic. It had a tendency to become inflamed and festering. It seemed like they did not manage to treat it well when they were dealing with it.
"It hurts when you splash it. Endure it, it won't hurt in half a minute." Wang Feng said as he opened the medicine bag, "Remember, bear with it!"
"Good …" "Ahhh!" Emily bit the blanket in pain.
F * ck, damn Wang Feng, this is called a bit painful, this is simply torture, alright?
Wang Feng didn't care how much pain Emily was in. After he finished sprinkling the medicinal powder, he used alcohol to clean the skin around the wound and then bandaged it: "Okay, there's no problem."
If Emily still had the strength to scold people right now, she would definitely scold Wang Feng to death.
This scumbag, what he said meant was that he was going to hurt. Was this called a bit of a pain?
However, Emily also noticed that as time passed second by second, the wounds on her body didn't seem to be hurting much anymore.
Half a minute later, her shoulder miraculously stopped hurting!
"Thank you."
Emily thanked Wang Feng. Wang Feng chuckled and said, "You're welcome. In fact, helping you is helping myself."
"What do you mean?" Emily was puzzled and asked casually.
Wang Feng said, "You've been humming beside me. It's the same as a woman's voice when she's doing that. How am I supposed to sleep?"
Emily was obviously on the verge of exploding. If she had a gun … Eh? He clearly had a gun in his hand. Where did that gun go?
Wang Feng held a gun in his hand and twirled it around a few times. Then, he snappily said, "Also, you stupid woman, put the gun in your hand when you sleep. If you shoot randomly in your nightmares, I will die unjustly."