MTLNOVEL Chapter 538 - 537: The Edge (1)
Chapter 538: Chapter 537: The Edge (1)
The sound was somewhat faint, and if it weren’t for the countryside, a car starting up like this in the city would likely go unnoticed.
The young man’s name was Luo Ziling.
He had grown up in this small mountain village since he was a child, living with his grandfather Luo Liansheng in the small mountain village for twenty years.
Grandpa’s medical skills were quite good, and Luo Ziling had also learned medicine from him since he was young. Although he hadn’t reached the level where he could miraculously cure most diseases like his grandfather, he was still considered a skilled doctor—at least that’s what everyone who knew him said.
Grandpa thought so too, saying that Luo Ziling had already mastered his true teachings and that with more experience, his medical skills would surpass his own.
The woman Luo Ziling had brought back, although seriously injured and having lost a lot of blood, didn’t worry him too much after he checked her pulse and heartbeat. All he needed to do was to remove the bullet that remained in her body, and she would be fine.
The woman had suffered a gunshot wound, and there was still a bullet inside her body. Fortunately, the bullet hadn’t hit her heart or major blood vessels.
The woman had simply fallen into a coma due to excessive blood loss and the shock from multiple traumas.
Lifting the blanket that covered the woman’s body, her form was once again exposed in front of Luo Ziling.
Despite the bloodstains all over the injured woman’s body, her allure was hard to conceal, and Luo Ziling couldn’t help but swallow hard. He had to take several deep breaths, forcing himself to cast aside any distracting thoughts.
“Not to be looked upon without consent, not to be looked upon without consent,” he muttered to himself a few times before finally fully stepping into the role of a doctor. After administering local anesthesia and stopping the bleeding with his skilled acupuncture techniques and self-prepared medicines, Luo Ziling put on disposable gloves, lit the alcohol lamp, and prepared to extract the bullet.
The woman was quite lucky; the injured area on her chest was about two centimeters away from her heart and major blood vessels. Otherwise, if the heart or major vessels in the chest and abdomen had been hit, and the bleeding couldn’t be stopped, even a divine doctor couldn’t save her life.
The injured woman’s muscles were quite firm, and her body had very nice curves without an ounce of excess fat, clearly the result of long-term labor or consistent exercise. Long-term labor or exercise had made her body develop very well.
Her well-developed body not only disturbed Luo Ziling’s mind but also made the surgery more difficult.
He quickly became parched and his heartbeat and breathing became rapid.
At twenty years old, a young virgin was at the peak of his vigor, and he had almost no resistance to the temptation of a woman’s body.
If Luo Ziling’s temperament hadn’t been out of the ordinary, he might have already been weak in the knees and clueless about what to do under these circumstances.
Eventually, it took him a Herculean effort to extract the bullet that was lodged in her chest cavity.
The bullet hadn’t penetrated deeply, making it easy to remove.
Of course, if it had gone deep into the chest cavity, the woman might have already been dead.
The anesthesia from the acupuncture and homemade medicine worked quite well. While extracting the bullet from the injured woman, her body didn’t react too much and she slept soundly. However, Luo Ziling expended a lot of physical strength, and sweat dripped continuously from his forehead.
After extracting the bullet from the injured woman’s body, treating the wound, applying anti-inflammatory and hemostatic medicines, and bandaging the wound, Luo Ziling was drenched in sweat, his whole body soaked.
But he didn’t rest, as the injured woman still had a gunshot wound on her left thigh, with another bullet to be removed.
While extracting the bullet from her chest cavity, the injured area bled profusely again, and blood flowed over her body, staining it everywhere. Luo Ziling carefully took a clean towel and wiped off the bloodstains from her body.
Some of the bloodstains had already coagulated, and it took Luo Ziling quite some effort and vigorous rubbing to clean them off.
Luo Ziling also noticed that there was a large black mole under her right breast.
At first, he thought it was a bloodstain or dirt and rubbed it vigorously twice until he realized it was a mole and stopped.
He felt embarrassed, and although the woman was still in a coma, he blushed as if he had done something shameful.
He swore to himself that he didn’t mean to take advantage of the woman; he truly thought it was dirt.
The woman had a great figure, but she had many scars on her body that marred the overall aesthetic.
Especially the long scar from her left breast to her shoulder blade, it looked so shocking.
This woman must have been injured many times; otherwise, she wouldn’t have so many scars.
What was her identity? Why did she have so many scars?
This was the doubt that Luo Ziling couldn’t suppress in his heart.
Luo Ziling also wanted to use their Luo family’s ancestral medical skills to remove these scars from the injured woman.
By cutting away the old scars and applying the medicine he and his grandfather had formulated together, the wounds would heal without leaving any scars.
Although the woman hadn’t opened her eyes and he couldn’t fully see her face, from her delicate nose, long eyelashes, perfect face shape, and slender neck, he could infer that this woman wouldn’t be unattractive.
A beautiful woman with so many scars on her body, he found it heart-wrenching and couldn’t help but feel a compulsion.
He eventually suppressed his compulsion; the woman’s wounds hadn’t been treated yet!
The woman’s clothes, including her bra, had all been removed by Luo Ziling, leaving only a very old-fashioned pair of panties on her body.
The black four-cornered panties were also soaked, and the water seeping out from inside the panties flowed onto the wound.
Luo Ziling hesitated for a moment but ultimately decided to take off the last bit of clothing on her body.
Counting the first few days when they arrived in the Northwest to read at the provincial archives, it had been almost twenty days since they had been here. They originally said they would come to experience life for over a month, but how much longer exactly was unknown. It might be longer if the props team wasn’t ready, or it could be shorter.
But he had waited nearly ten days, and he didn’t want to be separated from Xia Siyu at this moment. He thought it over, the residence the crew had found for him and Xia Siyu could only accommodate their two-person team, it was impossible for the crew to cram into a room with them. But since the village would be used for outdoor shooting later, he estimated the crew had rented other houses too, staying close for the convenience of communication. Anyway, they wouldn’t be staying over tonight, so he was at ease.
He still wanted to come over for a kiss when Xia Siyu quickly got up, “Did you just hear a car?”
Since those people wouldn’t be coming over, Bo Yan mumbled vaguely, “You must have heard wrong?”
No sooner had he finished speaking when the car’s engine revved again, this time more clearly. Xia Siyu immediately said, “I heard it! It’s a car, probably here for us.”
In these ten miles and eight villages, besides them, there weren’t any other outsiders to come for.
In the midst of speaking, Bo Yan had already crept up, lifting the blanket, his fingertips roaming around in the dark: “Don’t worry, our house isn’t big enough, they can’t possibly come over because there’s nowhere for them to stay.”
When choosing the house at the time, he had “high-mindedly” made a point not to pick a house with good conditions but instead insisted on a challenging dwelling, a cave house, saying it was to experience life. But he knew that Xia Siyu would also choose a difficult place, preferably one that wasn’t spacious enough for others to stay in.
“But the sound of the car is coming for us,” Xia Siyu said, trying to catch his mischievous hands but instead found her wrist grasped by him, pressed to the side of her head, his head dipping slightly, tenderly and densely pecking at her neck, “Don’t worry, the village is the location for the outdoor scenes. I’ve already asked Director Sun before—he said they would stay in better accommodations, not far from ours.”
For filming, vast expanses of wheat and corn in the village went unharvested. They had only helped the elderly harvest a small patch in their house’s backyard the previous few days. Other corners of the village were also set up by the props team. While it looked close by, and the noise sounded even closer, this was the Loess Plateau; walking through two gullies would take at least two hours for a round trip, and even by car, it would need around fifteen minutes.