Twinkling Star novel Chapter 2

Elizabeth became angry from embarrassment, “Bastard!"

At the moment the man turned his head, the sound of slap was sounded in the room loudly.

Elizabeth raised her hand to slap on the man's face while she was scolding, but it made the man fainted on the bed.

Er -- did she hit him too hard?

All of a sudden, Elizabeth was aghast.

When she completely adapted to the dark environment, she saw the black profile of the figure in the room gradually with a little light.

Elizabeth took out the candle and lighter from the drawer of bedside desk. She lit the candle and stood it in the small white porcelain plate on the desk.

It was quiet at night. After the dark clouds passed by the moon, the moonlight shone the room, sprinkling on the man's body.

He had a short broken hair, carved face, a high nose and thin dry lips with sharp edges.

Further down, it was his sexy collarbone and muscular chest...

He looked mature. His hair was broken and untidy. His face was painted and his chin was covered with stubble.

Although he was unkempt, he could hardly hide his handsome appearance.

He was really handsome with mature sexy and masculine!

Well? Why was it sticky?

When she recovered from the appreciation of his body, Elizabeth felt that her hands were a little sticky.

Subconsciously, she lowered her head and saw a roughly 10-centimeter bloody tear on the left side of the man's eight-pack abs, with blood oozing out.

There was lots of blood!

Elizabeth hurriedly picked up the mobile phone from the bedside table and was ready to call the police, but she hesitated.

In that case...

Was he running away from his enemies?!

If she gave him away, wouldn't she put him in danger?!

At the thought of this, Elizabeth took a sigh.

But, he assaulted her, should she take him?

If she did not take him, would he die?

Elizabeth tangled for a while and decided to help him.

From her small medicine cabinet, she took out cotton swabs, oil, gauze, disinfectant alcohol, surgical sutures, surgical needles and scissors.

Elizabeth then went to wash her hands with hand sanitizer and then applied alcohol to them. After all the disinfection preparations were completed, she began to sew up the man's wounds.

She had to stop the bleeding first. Luckily the cut in his abdomen was not deep enough to pierce his internal organs.

The man seemed to sleep soundly. When she sewed his wounds, he was silent.

After the wound had been stitched up, she gave him an astringent and an anti-inflammatory.

While Elizabeth was dressing his wound, her forehead was covered with sweat. She only hoped that when he awoke, there would be no sequela.

After all, in the past, she had only stitched up animals that had had c-sections.

Elizabeth knew this because her grandmother was a barefoot doctor in the village. She not only treated people and delivered babies, but also animals.

She was raised by her grandmother since childhood and became her assistant. Therefore, she was familiar with how to deal with some trauma.

Before high school, Elizabeth grew up in the countryside and was taken back to the town by her parents after her grandmother died.