"Xiao Ning, don't worry about it. Let's try that trick."
While speaking, Song Yu reached out to grab the knife in Ji Ning's hand. Ji Ning stepped back again and again, shook her head firmly and said, "No. That's too dangerous. Besides, do you dare to touch his hand?"
"I" Song Yu hesitated for three seconds.
Except for Mo Li himself, who would dare to cut Mo Li's hand with a knife? Unless, don't die.
"But, there is no other way, is there?" Song Yu said helplessly. Mo Li's life, and Mo Li's hand, he chose the former.
Even if Mo Li can no longer play the piano, he still hopes that Mo Li can live.
As long as one is alive, one can find new dreams and new directions.
Living is more important than anything else.
"Xiao Ning, take this girl out. Except for anything else, I'll take care of it. Kris won't blame you."
Song Yu grabbed the silver knife and pulled it into his arms. Ji Ning struggled for a while, then suddenly let go.
"You wait, I'll disinfect water and a lighter. This knife needs to be disinfected."
Lin Ya looked at the two at a loss, their appearance as if they were facing a formidable enemy made her feel very ominous.
Mo Li, why are you in a coma again?
She didn't dare to ask this question. Looking at the silver knife, roasting on the fire. A picture appeared in Lin Ya's eyes: when the knife cut Mo Li's wrist, Mo Li would splatter blood on the spot, and then he lost blood and died.
That picture is played in a loop in front of my eyes. Lin Ya only felt that her breathing was not smooth.
After roasting the silver knife on the fire and confirming that it was completely sterilized, Song Yu took the knife and pointed it at Mo Li's palm.
The moment the tip of the knife touched Mo Li's palm, Lin Ya rushed forward recklessly, holding the blade with her bare hands. Song Yu let go of his hand in surprise, and let the knife stay in Lin Ya's hand.
"No no!" Lin Ya burst into tears in pain. But seeing that the knife did not hurt Mo Li, she couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
Blood, along the tip of the knife, fell onto Mo Li's finger. The hot touch made Mo Li unconsciously move his fingers.
"Girl, do you know what you are doing?" In Song Yu's mind, only the word "crazy" appeared.
In case, a nerve is injured, her hand will be useless like this!
"I'm fine don't worry!" Lin Ya blushed and said in relief. She forced back her tears, and then put the silver knife aside.
Ji Ning brought disinfectant alcohol and hemostatic medicine to force her to stop the bleeding, but she stubbornly put her hands behind her back. She found the right position and dripped all the blood from her hand onto the piano board of the harmonica.
"It's bleeding anyway, so don't waste it. After a while, the wound will clotting automatically!"
Ji Ning held her forehead speechlessly. With such a deep wound, when the blood clots on its own, Lin Ya would be able to faint due to excessive blood loss.
"Girl, be obedient. Today, you have lost a lot of blood."
"I'm not dizzy yet, so I can still lose some more blood!"
Ji Ning silently clenched her fists, wondering if she knocked this girl out with one punch? Or knock her unconscious with one palm?
Why is what this girl said as unreliable as Mo Li?
Lin Ya's blood quickly spread along the roots of the wind profile to the root knot of Mo Li's wind rose. Ji Ning and Song Yu's eyes widened together.
Lin Ya and Mo Li have only known each other for a long time, how can she paint all the roots of the wind profile in one go?
"This girl" Song Yu fell into deep thought.
Lin Ya's feelings for Mo Li have far exceeded his expectations. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com