Liu morxi didn''t know that Yin moting''s treatment of his men''s injuries was always simple and rough, and he never gave anesthetics to them, whether taking bullets or sewing needles, nor allowed them to give anesthetics without permission.

    Only in this way can they train their numbness to pain. What he wants is a group of soldiers who are not afraid of pain and who can move forward bravely.

    "The bullet hurt the blood vessel. Mo Ting, take out the blood sample from the blood bank." Li Mu said calmly to Yin moting.

    Yin moting''s face was cold. He had just moved to this place, and the emergency room was only temporarily completed. There was no time to prepare the blood bank.

    "No." Yin moting answered two words cleanly and continued to wrap gauze around the injured people.

    Li Mu was at a loss. Anyang had fainted. What he meant by this was to give up Anyang? He held a hemostatic cotton wool in his hand and quickly sutured the wound. Without a nurse''s operation, he even used his mouth.

    There was too much blood flow, and there was no blood color on Anyang''s face. Li Mu began to worry. He was afraid that the wound would be sewn up and people couldn''t support it.

    Yin moting finished treating the wound at hand and rolled up his sleeves to Li Mu''s side, "smoke mine."

    Strong and powerful muscle lines are covered with thick blood vessels. There is also Anyang''s blood running inside. Li Mu only feels that the time has gone back a few years ago. At that time, Yin moting was lying in bed and Anyang was rolling up his sleeves.

    At that time, Anyang Ming knew that a person''s blood was not enough to save Yin moting, but he was still determined to let Li Mu smoke.

    Yin moting is also a spirit. After losing blood, people gradually get out of danger. Afterwards, Li Mu also laughed at Yin moting and Anyang, saying that they are two iron men of King Kong. They don''t need blood to live in the world.

    Blood came out of Yin moting''s body along the pipe and passed into Anyang''s blood vessels... Transmitting the relay of life

    Liu Moxi looked at what happened in the room in the crack of the door. It seemed different from what she expected. She usually saw that Yin moting scolded Anyang. Now she would take the initiative to ask for blood transfusion for Anyang, which really surprised Liu Moxi.

    "Miss Liu, you are here!" Housekeeper Ling panted and ran upstairs. When she saw Liu morxi''s figure, she was relieved. She thought Liu morxi ran away again.

    Li Mu and Yin moting in the room heard the voice of housekeeper Ling and looked at each other. Yin moting''s heart was raised to his throat. The girl peeped outside the door!

    "I''m... Sleepy and want to sleep," Liu morxi explained, even using gestures.

    "Let me put bath water for you!" Housekeeper Ling took Liu Moxi''s hand and took her away from the door of the emergency room. Liu Moxi kept looking back. She was very curious about the things inside the door. What kind of person is Yin moting?

    After all the wounded were treated, Anyang was out of danger.

    It was almost early in the morning. Yin moting came to the wine cabinet on the first floor, poured two glasses of red wine and handed one to Li Mu.

    Because he lost too much blood, and the wound on his chest has not healed yet, Yin moting''s face is now very ugly, and his bronze skin looks pale.

    "Mo Ting, don''t drink the wine." Li Mu reaches out his hand to stop the wine cup that Yin moting sends to his mouth.

    After all, Yin moting just smoked too much blood. Now drinking is really bad for his health!

    The corners of his mouth were slightly picked, with a sense of self mockery. "Don''t you see that it''s red, I have to mend it."