Chapter 473: Fetch bullet

The development of the power grid was constructed by Qin Zhan's team, and the data was put into use by his people to control the data. In recent years, no matter how many forces have sought, the final seller has not been finalized.
Qin Zhan did n’t really have much hostility to the existence of the night gang, especially the other party was hooked with Song Ye ’s sister Yunhua. Even tonight ’s actions, he did n’t kill him hard, but now he is watching on the ground. The red blood on the beach was tightly frowned, and his face was dignified.
If grid data is leaked, he will have to re-examine Night Gang.
The night wind is cold and cold, and all the illusions in the darkness are really torn apart, and the cruelty of the truth presents a state of blood dripping gradually to the world.
Song Ye ran all the way back to the downtown area, but did not return directly to the base. In the grid shop where there is no rental, she let people out, and she will naturally wake up when Ma 0 is drunk.
Covering her injured shoulder, looking at the blood trail, she took a towel from the space and wrapped her wrist, watching the quiet darkness outside, she turned pale and turned away.
At four o'clock in the morning, the winter night was still very dark, and my fingers were not seen, and the cold wind outside the window was a good time to warm the quilt.
Le Mingyu slept soundly in his dream, and he heard the doorbell ringing outside.
Buzz Buzz Buzz, shortness of ringing him from sleep suddenly opened his eyes, quickly wake up, roll out of bed, opened the door of the monitor.
"Song Ye?" After seeing the person, Lu Siyu froze, then put on his robe and hurriedly went down to open the door.
This is his private villa. Even if his brother Le Mingyu didn't know, he only told Song Ye last time.
And he did not expect that the other party would find a door one day.
When the door was opened, the cold wind outside the house suddenly poured in, and the smell in the air rushed forward. Lu Siyu looked at the pale face in front of him, his heart tightened, "Are you injured?"
"Yeah." Song Ye gave a light reply, and the man had already entered the room, sitting on the sofa in the living room. Then he leaned aside and tilted to the side. "Give me hot water, alcohol, scissors and bandages. "
Lu Siyu was very husky and weak when she heard her voice. She guessed that her shoulder should have been shot, and went upstairs to pick up the medicine box.
After a while, he prepared everything, turned on the bright lights, helped Song Ye cut his shoulder clothes a little bit, and under the black coat with blood stains, there was a blood-stained blood hole. The surrounding skin was too white. , Making the wound look more shocking.
"Sniper rifle? Have you encountered a killer?" Lu Siyu knows the weapon well, and can see the state of the wound at a glance to determine the type of gun.
"Oh, it's more troublesome than a killer." Song Ye sneered, but didn't answer more, but asked back, "Do you know how to get a bullet?"
Lu Siyu raised an eyebrow. "That's natural, but don't blame me for taking advantage of you." After all, Song Ye is still a sixteen-year-old underage, and he still feels a little uneasy.
After hearing the words, Song Ye leaned her head on the sofa and poked her lips. "Then don't stop talking nonsense." Sooner or later, it hurts, and quickly finished the work. After that, she took the towel and bit her mouth.
Lusyu moved his lips and wanted to say something, but eventually swallowed it.
He knew how painful it was to retrieve a bullet, not even a man could bear it, let alone a sixteen-year-old girl. He wanted to persuade Song Ye to go to a private hospital for an injection, but remembered that she ran to him late at night, just because he didn't want people to trace his whereabouts, so he didn't say anything.
The blood on the shoulders was wiped clean with a little disinfection by iodine, and there was no cover of blood stains. The flesh of the thumb-sized hole under the skin looked even more frightening.
Lu Siyu took a small knife and sterilized it with alcohol. Some hot knife held in his hand and fell heavily on the wound. His pale skin could faintly see the blue blood vessels. He made two strokes and treated the wound for the first time. Will be nervous, "I'm doing it." This sound is more like telling myself.
"Hmm ..." Song Ye had lost his strength because of too much blood loss, and only responded vaguely from his throat.
Le Siyu took a deep breath, and held Song Ye's shoulder with one hand to prevent her from disturbing in a while. The scalpel in the other hand stabbed into her wound.
"Hmm ..." Song Ye, who was almost in a drowsiness, trembled violently, a muffled noise in his mouth biting on the towel, and his neck suddenly twitched.
Seeing her fist resting tightly on her leg, Lu Siyu couldn't bear it, but had to calm down and continue to cut open the flesh of the wound.
At this time, the action must be fast and precise, so Song Ye will not suffer so much pain.
Song Ye reacted only a little bit fiercely at first, and then he did not make any sound all the way, not even the slightest trembling.
However, Lu Siyu still saw Song Ye's neck and hands with blue tendons in the light of the corner of her eyes, showing that she was not without pain.
Until the bullet was removed and a few stitches were stitched into the wound, Song Ye's stiff body slowly relaxed.
"Okay." Lu Siyu was also relieved, only to realize after a while that he was sweating.
"Well, thank you." Song Ye removed the towel from his mouth and kept his head up. Thanks were weak.
"Oh, it's rare to see you so polite." Lu Siyu laughed lowly, got up and walked to the bathroom to deal with the blood stain in one hand, and by the way left space for Song Ye to clean up himself.
When I just returned to the living room, I found that the the sofa still maintained the original posture and actually fell asleep.
"Song Ye, sleep upstairs." Lu Siyu called, but did not respond, watching the other person's and pale complexion, he could not bear to call her again.
Looking at the blood on her arm, he wetted the towel and wiped her gently.
The girl ’s skin is smooth and delicate, and her arms are slender and soft. There is a fragile feeling that will break when touched lightly. At the beginning, it was difficult for Lu Siyu to imagine such a harmless human and animal. As the helm of the night gang, she couldn't even imagine that she could work hard for her brothers in times of crisis.
Even the process of taking bullets that men couldn't bear was silent, so strong that it made people feel a little distressed.
What kind of past does such a young girl have to go through to make such a reinforced steel skeleton?
This is the first time that Luxu Yu became curious about Song Ye.
Late at night, he took the unconscious Song Ye to the upstairs bed and fell asleep, watching the clock on the bedside point to six o'clock.
If you remember correctly, today is Song Ye's sister Yunhua's wedding.