Ji Huan then remembered she had prepared a few things earlier.
She got up and ran to the edge of the heated brick bed, rummaging around until she found a round wooden stick. She then hurried back to the vagrant's side, squatted down, and held the stick to his lips.
"Open your mouth and bite down on this. Whatever you do, don't bite your own tongue."
The vagrant didn't react for a long time. Ji Huan knew that the extreme pain had dulled his response to the outside world.
Or perhaps, he had lost the ability to react at all.
Ji Huan had no choice but to pry his mouth open herself.
After a monumental effort, she finally managed to jam the stick horizontally into his mouth.
It was only then that she noticed the vagrant was soaked through.
Ji Huan never would have thought that after witnessing all sorts of bloody and horrific surgical scenes, the one that made her heart tremble the most would be this one right now.
