Qiao Yiyi opened up the first-aid kit and took off her top. She walked to the mirror in the bathroom and took a look at the wound.
As expected, the wound had started to fester. It was necessary to disinfect and sew it up again.
She stood in front of the mirror and thought about it again. Eventually, she gritted her teeth and picked up the antiseptic solution.
Lu Nanze had everything here except anesthesia, hence she had to bear with the pain.
When the antiseptic came into contact with her wound, the pain was searing and unbearable. She broke out in a cold sweat and turned as pale as a sheet.
She picked up a towel and bit hard on it, bearing the immense pain as she tore open the wound with a trembling hand.
She disinfected it, sewed it up and covered it with a medicated ointment.
After doing all of these things, Qiao Yiyi didn't have much strength left and felt as though her legs were about to give way.