Chapter 369 Why Are the Injured Parts so Strange

Luo Ziling looked at Falcon's broken arm wound, then cut open his trousers with scissors, checked the injury carefully, then turned to tell Lin Lan: "I can't guarantee it, but I will try my best to treat it."

Luo Ziling further understood why Lin Lan and Falcon came to him for treatment instead of returning to the base or going to the hospital.

Whether it is going back to the base for medical treatment there, or going to the hospital, it is impossible to fully restore the functions of the hands and legs, because it is impossible to fully restore the functions of the nerves and muscles damaged by that kind of treatment.

Lin Lan's gunshot wound last time, with the conventional treatment in the hospital, it is impossible to recover all functions, and there will definitely be sequelae.

After all, when the bullet hits the body, the huge penetrating wound will cause great damage, and the nearby nerves and muscles will be severely damaged. It is not very possible to restore full function according to conventional medical methods.

But Luo Ziling brought a miracle to Lin Lan. Although Lin Lan's injured part has not fully recovered to the way it was before the injury, it has almost recovered. As long as it takes time, the basic function will not be much different from the original function.

It was precisely because Lin Lan's own injuries had such a healing effect that this woman brought her wounded comrades to him.

"Thank you," Lin Lan said in a low voice without asking any further questions.

At this time, Falcon also spoke: "Please help me heal my injury, I don't want to leave Longteng."

When Falcon said this, he looked at Luo Ziling with hopeful eyes.

This look shocked Luo Ziling's heart. After nodding heavily, he said, "I will do my best to treat you. Your injury is not as serious as her last time."

When talking, Luo Ziling pointed at Lin Lan.

Luo Ziling's words encouraged both Lin Lan and Falcon.

"Do you need my help?" Lin Lan's voice was rare and gentle.

"You stand by my side. When you need help, I will tell you." Luo Ziling said, motioning for Falcon to lie down, and then cut off all the pants on his leg wound.

The wound on Falcon's leg was no longer bleeding. Looking at the scarring, Luo Ziling knew that it was the effect of the medicine he gave Lin Lan.

The lights in the hotel room were not too bright, but Lin Lan had already made preparations, and provided bright lights with a kind of lighting equipment that Luo Ziling didn't know what it was.

Everything was ready, Luo Ziling started to fetch bullets for Falcon.

With the má zuì of self-prepared medicine and acupuncture, the feeling near Falcon's injured leg was quickly lost.

Luo Ziling put on disposable gloves, and used tweezers and scissors to retrieve the bullets for the falcon.

Soon, the blood that flowed out stained the white sheets red, but Luo Ziling didn't take this into consideration.

"Fortunately, this bullet came from a long distance, otherwise this leg would be useless," Falcon, who was lying on his back and let Luo Ziling toss about, said softly. "The bullet that sniped at bù qiang was hit a thousand meters away."

Luo Ziling's understanding of qiāng xiè is not very clear, but he knows that the power of qiāng xiè is inversely proportional to its range. If it is hit a thousand meters away, the power of the bullet will also be reduced by a large part.

The injury caused by the bullet in Falcon's leg was indeed not as serious as Lin Lan's last time. This was Luo Ziling's conclusion before the operation, and he still made this judgment when he took the bullet.

After about three minutes, Luo Ziling took out the bullet and threw it directly into a cup that Lin Lan brought over.

At this moment, Luo Ziling was covered in sweat.

But he didn't care about rubbing up,

Quickly deal with the aftermath.

Clean up the wound, then apply medicine to the wound, and finally tie the wound tightly so that the wound can heal as soon as possible.

After this was done, a bandage was placed on the falcon's leg.

"This is from a pharmacy," Luo Ziling said with a smile when he was bandaging Falcon, "It's much better than the bandages we made ourselves."

But no one paid attention to his words. Lin Lan sat on the side with a solemn expression, holding Falcon's leg to prevent him from moving.

Falcon closed his eyes, as if he was sleeping, and let Luo Ziling toss and turn, without making any sound or moving his body.

Seeing that Luo Ziling's forehead was covered with sweat, Lin Lan actually took out a tissue to wipe his sweat.

"Thank you," Luo Ziling thanked Lin Lan with a smile.

Lin Lan didn't reply, but just gave him a serious look.

But Luo Ziling didn't understand what her eyes meant.

It took about half an hour to remove the bullet from Falcon's leg and treat the wound. After Luo Ziling had a short rest, he began to treat the wound on his hand.

The injury hadn't healed yet, Luo Ziling was obviously tired when doing these things, and the injured part was a little painful.

But he ignored it and continued to treat Falcon's wounds.

The wound on the hand is relatively easy to treat, but Luo Ziling knows that it is not an easy matter to restore the full function of the arm.

No matter how things are repaired, including the tissues of human organs, they cannot function as well as the original ones.

What Luo Ziling can do is to restore these injured parts to their best condition as much as possible.

After removing the dirt and repairing the muscle bundles, it took another half an hour to treat all the injuries on Falcon's body.

At this time, Luo Ziling was drenched with sweat and felt sleepy.

"I'll take a rest first, I'm exhausted," Luo Ziling fell directly to the ground, too lazy to get up.

Seeing Lin Lan looking at him with concern, Luo Ziling said with a smile: "Falcon is fine, let him sleep well, don't disturb him. Let me rest first, and I will treat your wound later. "

While treating the wound on his hand, Luo Ziling finally pressed a few acupuncture points, making Falcon fall asleep.

"Okay," Lin Lan agreed, and sat next to Luo Ziling without saying a word, just looking at him quietly.

At this time, Lin Lan's eyes were quite different from his usual indifferent look, and seemed a little tender.

Luo Ziling thought it was because of the lights, and he was tired, so he didn't pay much attention.

After lying on the ground and resting for about five minutes, Luo Ziling sat up and said to Lin Lan with a serious face, "Where is your injury?"

"On the butt." Lin Lan was a little shy when answering Luo Ziling's question.

"Uh, no way?" Luo Ziling was a little embarrassed. Why are Lin Lan's injured parts so strange?

Last time it was on the chest and thighs, this time it was on the buttocks.

Could it be that when her enemies fought with her, they all greeted her private parts with ulterior motives.

"I was stabbed." Lin Lan lost her shyness, "If you find it inconvenient to deal with it, it doesn't matter if I go back to the base and deal with it."

"Let's go, I'll help you deal with it," Luo Ziling stood up.

Lin Lan also stood up and asked in a low voice, "Where are you going?"

"Let's go outside on the sofa!" Luo Ziling pointed to the outside of the room.

When opening the room, he wisely asked for a suite with a living room outside.

"Okay," Lin Lan obediently followed him out.

After walking out, she began to untie her leather pants.