It turned out that this woman was the big-braided girl seen by Mo Xiang at noon in the lobby of the inn, but now she had changed into a night-traveling outfit and her hair was also tied up.

  It was clear that the woman had also recognized Mu Yang. The two of them found it interesting and exchanged a smile. Mu Yang spoke up, saying: "I really didnt expect that you would be a female knight."

  "What kind of heroine am I? There are tens of millions of anti-Japanese warriors like me all over the country, and Im just one of them. But you, looking at your attire and demeanor, seem to be a student, probably from a wealthy family too. That you would stand up for me is really unexpected." The woman said.

  "Alright, lets not talk about this for now. Let me take a look at your wound and see if I can treat it." Mu Yang said hastily, looking at the womans pale face, truly not knowing how she still had the energy to chat with him about these things.

  "There are no doctors here, nor any medicine or bandages to treat gunshot wounds. The Japanese are searching the entire city outside, its impossible to find a place to get medical treatment. Even if you look, it would be pointless." The woman spoke calmly, as if she wasnt the one about to die. Mu Yang thought to himself, were the revolutionary martyrs of the past really so fearless, treating life and death with such indifference?

  "Cut the nonsense, let me take a look first." Murong Yang interrupted the woman, placing the oil lamp on the bedside table, and then directly reached out to undress the woman.

  "Ill do it myself." The woman knew this wasnt the time to be shy about such things, so she lifted up her clothes and revealed a wound on her left abdomen. Mu Yang took a closer look - her skin was very pale... Hmm, where should he look? The wound didnt seem too severe, it hadnt hit any internal organs, just a deep gash in the skin. It was an external injury, so it shouldnt be hard to treat. If she had really been shot in the abdomen or something, Mu Yang wouldnt have dared to operate and remove the bullet.

  "Let me take a look at your thigh injury." Murong urged.

  At this time, the woman was a bit hesitant. Even if she treated his wound, facing a strange man would be very embarrassing for a woman.

  "Dont dawdle, who knows when the devils will come searching. Hurry up." Murong Yang urged.

  The woman gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and untied the red cloth belt on her waist. Her left thigh was now a bloody mess. Mu Yang didnt shy away and stepped forward to examine it himself. The left thigh had been shot through from front to back, but it wasnt clear if any bones were damaged. However, there was quite a bit of blood loss.

  The wound on her waist is nothing to worry about, its already stopped bleeding a lot. But this thigh injury needs to be bandaged quickly, otherwise shell lose too much blood and bleed to death.

  "Lie still in bed, Ill be right back." With that, Mu Yang walked out of the bedroom and directly crossed over into the modern time and space in the living room.

  Although Mu Yang had been in the Republic of China time-space for four days, only ten hours had passed in the main time-space. When Mu Yang returned this time, he looked up at the electronic clock on the wall and saw that it was past 5 oclock in the afternoon. This weekend had truly been fulfilling and long.

  Without delay, he changed his clothes and grabbed some money. Mu Yang headed to the nearest pharmacy. He had no experience treating external injuries, but he had looked it up on the computer earlier, so he roughly knew what to buy. Fortunately, there were no bullets left in the womans wound; otherwise, Mu Yang would have been at a loss.

  Disinfectant cotton balls, wound cleaning solution, alcohol, iodine, stainless steel tweezers, several bottles of Yunnan Baiyao, gauze, bandages, anti-inflammatory drugs, painkillers, tetanus treatment tablets, antipyretics. Thats all I can think of for now.

  As for what anesthetics, tetanus shots, anti-inflammatory injections and so on, all require a doctors prescription, Muyang has no way of getting them. Although the efficacy of tablets is somewhat inferior to that of injections, they can still prevent infection and so on. The conditions are simple and everything is simplified.

  These things cost him four hundred yuan, and Mu Yang was almost bankrupt. Without delay, he took the medicine and rushed home, also taking some equipment he had used for camping, and directly crossed over to the Republic of China Inn.

  Mu Yang returned to the bedroom from the living room, and after closing the door, he quickly turned on an emergency flashlight. The room immediately lit up, and at this time, the womans entire figure was exposed in front of Mu Yang.

  Of course, if it werent for the girls body being covered in blood everywhere now, she would probably be even more beautiful than she is now. This was the last thought that flashed through Mu Yangs mind.

  Stop daydreaming and hurry up to save people. He brought the toilet in the room, moved the womans legs outwards, and touched her hand, which felt good, but this was not the time to think about it. Mu Yang took out hydrogen peroxide to clean the wound, using tweezers to clamp cotton balls and constantly wiping around the gunshot wound, occasionally inserting them into the hole to stir, causing a lot of blood to flow out, flowing into the toilet.

  The woman bit her lip tightly, her face turned even paler. Mu Yang couldnt bear to see her in such agony, so he quickly pulled out a roll of gauze and stuffed it into the womans mouth, afraid that she would cry out or bite through her own lips.

  No choice, no anesthetic, can only use this most painful method, hope you can hold on, miss.

  After cleaning, disinfect with alcohol and iodine continuously, pour in three bottles of Yunnan Baiyao, and then seal the wounds on both sides with adhesive gauze. Finally, wrap it with gauze to complete the treatment of the external wound on the thigh. As for the effect, only the person involved knows.

  The wound on his waist is easier to deal with, although it looks quite serious, its just a relatively deep cut, directly disinfect and apply medicine, bandage it and everything will be OK.

  "Are you okay?" Murong Yang asked with concern as he saw that the womans face was covered in sweat and had turned pale.

  The woman took out a piece of gauze from her mouth and said, "I didnt expect that youre quite professional. Are you a medical graduate? Your medicine is quite complete, its really rare."

  "Take your medicine first, and after youre done, there are still many things to do. Who knows, the Japanese might come searching again, we need to be prepared," said Mu Yang.

  "Youre actually quite perceptive."

  "This is an anti-inflammatory, this is for tetanus, this is a fever reducer, and this is a painkiller. Take one more of these and it will alleviate your suffering." Muyang brought over a glass of water and handed the medicine to the woman.

  "Where did you get these medicines from? It seems that even domestic pharmacies rarely have such a complete range of medicines." The woman asked curiously.

  Mu Yang didnt say a word, and directly started tidying up the room. All suspicious items in the inner room, including medicine, bloody clothes, and bedding stained with blood, were all carried by him to the living room, then thrown into space. Now he truly felt the benefits of having space, it was simply an all-purpose storage device.

  There were also bloodstains left by the woman on the floor of the outer room. Muyang went home to fetch a broom, dustpan, and sand, and cleaned up the bloodstains on the floor.

  Open the window for ventilation, let the bloody smell in the room dissipate, he climbed out of the window and cleaned up the bloodstains on the low wall outside, then climbed back into the room.

  The woman lay on the bed, watching Mu Yang tidy up the room, sweeping away the bloodstains, and even slipping out of the window to clean up the bloodstains outside. She thought about it and realized that Mu Yang was indeed a meticulous man, and a faint smile appeared on her face.

  Finally, Muyang took out a bottle of deodorant from his pocket and sprayed it around the room. He didnt relax until he felt that the smell in the room had returned to normal.

  "Now its just a matter of how to hide your problem, what do you think is safer?" Mu Yang asked the woman.

  The woman thought for a moment and said, "Hiding in the closet is the most unwise thing to do. Its better to lie on the bed and say were husband and wife. When they come, Ill just lie there and not get up."

  "Do you think the Japanese would let off a flower girl wearing only pajamas?" Mu Yang said irritably.

  "What should we do then?"

  "Of course we have no choice but to accept the examination. What else can we do? You need to muster up the same courage and determination you had when you were performing surgery just now," said Mu Yang.

  "If you have a suitable way, I agree, just worry that when the time comes, my face will be too ugly and people will see it." The woman didnt think this was a very good method.

  "You dont have to worry about this anymore, wait for me, Ill go prepare." He said as he walked out of the bedroom.

  "Its really a somewhat mysterious guy, how come he has everything with him." The woman became interested in Mu Yang.