Mable was very confident in her acupuncture skills. She could not have put the needle at the wrong point.
Moreover, the silver needles used for acupuncture were extremely fine and could not cause bleeding under normal circumstances.
Mable used gauze to press the bleeding spot. She thought the bleeding would stop soon, but blood continued to ooze out after almost ten minutes.
The eye of the needle was small, so not much blood was flowing out. However, this could not go on.
Mable took out the hemostatic ointment from her medical kit and put some on ir''s arm, finally stopping the bleeding.
"ir, how do you feel?"
Mable gently patted ir''s cheek.
ir opened his eyes. His usually deep eyes seemed blurry as he spoke powerlessly, "Mabes, are you trying to hurt me to death?"
Mable''s heart tightened. "Hurt you?
"ir, where does it hurt?"
ir calmed down and ced her hand on his chest. "Here-it hurts like hell."
"ir, stop joking!"
Mable was extremely anxious, yet he was still joking.
"Mabes, don''t worry. I won''t die!"
"This won''t do. Let''s go to the hospital. I''ll call an ambnce."
Mable picked up her phone and made a call without hesitation.
Nheless, before the call was even made, ir suddenly sat up to snatch her phone.
"ir..."
ir caressed her face and looked at her dotingly. "Mabes, while I like how you care about me, I can''t bear to see you worry about me."
He sighed and chuckled. "Alright. I''ll admit that I''m not in pain. I intentionally wanted you to worry about me."
Mable red at him furiously. Though, she was still a little dubious. "Are you really okay?"N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.
"I''m fine, just a little sleepy."
ir looked at the phone and saw that it was 3:00 am.
He pulled Mable back on the bed again and pecked her on the lips while she was not paying attention. "Rest. I promise you I''ll be well and energetic tomorrow morning." Mable said nothing else and let him hug her.
She did not sleep for the rest of the night.
Now and then, she would measure
ir''s body temperature.
Fortunately, his body temperature finally returned to normal when morning came.
Mable sighed as she looked at the soundly asleep ir.
She turned on the lights and was about to get out of bed to go to the bathroom when she inadvertently looked at ir''s arm.
The hemostatic ointment she had put on his arm had turned a dark ck color.
Mable widened her eyes and immediately grabbed his arm.
The ointment she used was white. It was a secret recipe passed down to her by her master, with the miraculous effect of stopping bleeding.
Mable remembered that her master had once told her that this ointment could also detect poison.
If the ointment was applied to a bleeding wound and turned ck within three hours, it meant the person''s blood contained toxins.
Mable sat up and took a bit of the ckened ointment to smell it.
There was no fishy odor, indicating that what was in ir''s blood was not highly toxic.
''What kind of poison has he gotten then?''
"What''s wrong?"
When Mable sat up, she awoke ir, who was not sleeping too well.
She patted his shoulder gently and said, "Nothing, I''m just thirsty. I''ll go downstairs to get some water. Go to sleep." "Okay."
Mable walked out of the bedroom but did not go to the kitchen. She went straight to the small detached building in the backyard where the family doctor loved.
She figured ir must be hiding something from her!
At this hour, when the sky was still dark, everyone in the vi except for the bodyguards on patrol was still asleep.
Mable went to the doctor''s office and found ir''s case in the drawer.
[Right forearm shot... Hemorrhaging during surgery... Difficult to stop the
20ing... Blood transfusion_
200... Coagtion disruption...]
As Mable continued reading, a chill crept over her.
When she reached thest page, coldness engulfed her.