Su Mi didn’t quite understand, but she had never been well-versed in military matters anyway. For now, her priority was to focus on saving the man before her.
Su Mi took a spray bottle and gave the deputy regiment commander named Lu Jun’an a full-body misting, spraying concentrated disinfectant over and over again. There were four wounds: one on his left shoulder, one on his left arm, and one on the inner side of his right thigh. Fortunately, they were all penetrating injuries and not too severe.
As for the other abrasions and the two-inch-long knife cuts, those were minor issues, hardly worth mentioning.
Of course, these weren’t fatal. The most life-threatening was the wound near his heart, where a bullet was still lodged inside.
Just a little bit more, and this handsome, dashing man would have died on the spot, never making it here to encounter Su Mi.
“Heaven truly has a merciful heart. I wonder what kind of incredible luck brought you into my hands.”
Su Mi wiped the grime from the man’s face with a wet wipe, revealing his true appearance—a tough, rugged type with a youthful face.
It was a pity she couldn’t see what his eyes looked like when open, as they say the eyes are the windows to the soul. No matter how beautiful the exterior, a pair of lifeless eyes would be a downgrade.
Tsk-tsking to herself, she skillfully performed surgery and bandaged his wounds.
The three penetrating wounds were relatively easy to handle, mainly because they hadn’t damaged any major arteries or primary nerves.
But even if they had, it wouldn’t have mattered. Su Mi could easily resolve such minor issues. Even the wound near his heart didn’t faze her.
What a joke—a renowned surgeon in the international medical community, stumped by a simple gunshot wound?
Moreover, with her High-level Supernatural Ability, it took less than half an hour to properly treat all the wounds, big and small.
Su Mi didn’t even use Spatial Spring Water on him. To avoid his wounds healing too quickly and appearing abnormal, she refrained from using her Supernatural Ability to enhance the process.
Instead, she opted for the medicine she had made herself. Even so, its effectiveness far surpassed that of any products on the market or even those used by the military in this era.
She would have preferred not to use it, but without it, even if the surgery succeeded, the lack of proper medication under current conditions would almost certainly lead to a fatal infection.
After finishing the surgery, she returned all her belongings to her Dimensional Space.
Su Mi took an apple from her Dimensional Space and began munching on it. For her, even though it was a minor surgery, it still required intense concentration.
So now she was a bit hungry. Apples not only helped fill her stomach but also provided hydration and sugar—one of her favorite fruits.
She was also accustomed to eating an apple after every surgery.
Today was no exception.
Two hours had passed since she started rescuing him, and no one had come to the courtyard, nor had anyone passed by.
It could only be said that this man had chosen his spot well. But if she hadn’t been here, would he have died and rotted away without anyone knowing?
After finishing two apples, three hours had now passed. Su Mi checked his pulse and found that he was already out of the critical stage.
It had to be said, this man’s constitution was truly remarkable. His body was recovering rapidly, with no signs of fever. He was expected to wake up within an hour or two.
Su Mi thought for a moment, then used a blank sheet of paper from the basement to write a note and placed it on the bedside table.
She then opened all the entrances to the secret room. If this man woke up, he would discover the secrets here.
Although today’s trip had been a great harvest, it had nothing to do with this man.
Thinking about it, she still felt like she had suffered a loss.
While the man was still unconscious, Su Mi took out a color camera and snapped a series of photos. If he couldn’t pay, he could compensate with his body!
At least she could keep it as a memento. This was the first time she had such close contact with a ruggedly handsome man in his natural state.
Su Mi did not leave her name behind. On her way back, she imagined what this man would look like dressed in a Jinyiwei uniform, holding a Xiuchun sword.
Just thinking about it was thrilling. She had to develop the photos as soon as possible and bind them into an album.
Maybe she could even create a collection of handsome men in the future?
Su Mi drifted off to sleep with these thoughts and had a wonderful dream. In her dream, she made the man play the role of a Jinyiwei one moment and then strut around in a special forces uniform the next.
Lu Jun’an opened his eyes, blinking for a while before his vision focused. He found himself in an unfamiliar environment, but the sensations from his body and the lingering scent of medicine around him told him that his wounds had been properly treated.
So, where was this?
The dim, yellowish light made his eyes uncomfortable. He closed them for a moment to recover, then remembered the scene before he passed out after being injured.
However, due to the dim lighting at the time—only moonlight and scattered light from the room—he had only seen the outline of a young female comrade. When he vaguely entered the room, he noticed a large red birthmark on the girl’s face.
Was it this girl who had saved him?
Lu Jun’an turned his head and immediately took in the room’s layout.
It was a very ordinary family room.
But where was the person?
Could she be resting in another room?
Why hadn’t she taken him to the hospital?
Too many questions flooded his mind, making his already blood-deprived head dizzy.
He tried to move his body. His injured leg made it difficult but not impossible, and the pain in his chest was the most severe.
Who had performed the surgery? Had he accidentally stumbled into a doctor’s home?
With great effort, Lu Jun’an finally managed to sit up on the bed.
His wounds had been treated and were wrapped in thick layers of gauze.
Looking around, he grew even more confused. This was a typical man’s room.
What was that on the floor? Could it be that the room’s owner had a basement? Had the girl gone down to the basement to fetch something?
Although puzzled, Lu Jun’an was certain that he had been rescued and that his wounds had been well-treated. Therefore, this place was safe.
Without overthinking it, he naturally noticed the note on the bedside table while observing the room.
“Handsome guy, I saved your life. Don’t forget to repay me when we meet again. Also, the owner of this house is suspicious. I just discovered it when I ran into you—what a lucky break for you! I even lost out on saving someone. Not only did I pull you back from the brink, but I’m also handing you a merit.
But thinking about it, it’s not a total loss. The handsome soldier has a great physique and ample assets. Your wife is lucky! Keep it up!”
Below was a cheeky smiley face.
Only then did Lu Jun’an belatedly realize that he had indeed been saved by a young girl, and she had seen him completely exposed. Judging by the words she left behind, it was even possible that…?
Lu Jun’an was flushed all over with heat, both angry and annoyed, refusing to think further.
“Who exactly are you?”
Lu Jun’an gritted his teeth, thinking that his pure and innocent body had been seen completely by a strange woman, and she even had the audacity to leave a written note to tease him.