The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Listening to the discussion and criticism of the people around him, Nirina was unfazed.

Also worried, Valentina leaned over and asked, ”Commander, is this man badly hurt? Can you treat him?”

Nirina had finished examining his wounds.

He looked at Valentina and the people around him and said, “Don’t worry. The man’s injuries aren’t serious. It’s just that a major artery in his leg was nicked by the motorcycle wreckage. He’s unconscious due to sudden impact and massive blood loss. Just stop the bleeding in time and give him some time to recover, and he’ll be fine. He’ll wake up naturally.”

Nirina started the treatment after saying this, but the people around him looked doubtful. The traffic policeman also looked suspiciously at Nirina, and his face was full of distrust.

“Do you know medicine? Are you a doctor?” The traffic policeman asked.

“I know medicine, but I’m not a doctor…” Nirina answered.

He meant he was not a professional doctor who worked in a hospital.

immediately yelled, “You’re not a doctor. Why

men and women around him also persuaded Nirina, ”Young man, you’re kind,

leave him alone until the

Why are you so eager to heal him? What do you want? What if you kill him?

sarcastic comments

Valentina lost his temper.

this fuss? All you do is cause chaos! If

onlookers instantly shut up

who were filming

was going on around him

his right hand pressed hard on a certain acupoint above the wound. The

his top. He tied the man’s thigh wound with one hand and tightened

his right hand pressed on

could not press on it forever. It was why he tore off a piece of cloth and tied it around the man’s thigh as a rope, putting a tight strangle on the blood vessels in his thigh, which could also