Chapter 55 If you want your son to live, shut up

Mrs. Chen reacted and was about to rush forward, but Mrs. Liu Sun stepped forward and held her back.

An Yi pulled out the iron rod with one hand and took the cotton cloth with the other hand and quickly pressed it to stop Liu Shitou's bleeding.

Fortunately, when she was buying ready-made clothes yesterday, she asked the shopkeeper for some cotton cloth, and soon the cotton cloth was wet with blood.

Mrs. Chen could no longer cry and collapsed on the ground.

Mrs. Liu rushed over panting, and stepped forward to pull Mrs. Chen along with Mrs. Liu Sun.

An Yi kept applying pressure to Liu Shitou to stop the bleeding, then raised his eyes and ordered Wang Cheng: "Take out the hemostatic powder!"

Wang Cheng hurried forward, but there were so many medicine boxes...

"Second box!" Anyi shouted.

Wang Cheng quickly handed over the medicine.

An Yi sprinkled the medicine on Liu Shitou's chest and continued to press it. Suddenly, Liu Shitou's body trembled, and he saw that his face turned red and he had difficulty breathing.

An Yi secretly screamed, fearing that it might cause pneumothorax.

"Stone, stone!" Mrs. Chen shouted anxiously.

"I said it would kill someone!" Wang Cheng yelled helplessly.

An Yi glared at Wang Cheng, quickly took out the syringe, raised his eyes and looked at Liu Dazhu: "Hold the stone!"

Liu Dazhu reacted, stepped forward, and held down Liu Shitou's body.

Anyi quickly inserted the needle into Liu Shitou's chest.

"Why are you stabbing my rocks? My rocks are going to die, and you are stabbing my rocks again!" Mrs. Chen suddenly started crying and was about to rush forward. Mrs. Liu Sun and Mrs. Liu almost stopped her.

Wang Cheng also looked at An Yi with a look of horror. He had never seen this operation before.

"Shut your mouth if you want your son to live!" An Yi shouted in a deep voice, raising his eyes sharply. Because of the blood on his face, An Yi's expression looked a little ferocious.

"Ghost!" Some child yelled and started crying.

The villagers also took a step back, looking in horror at An Yi, who was covered in blood.

An Yi didn't care about arguing with the villagers and slowly pumped out the air from his chest.

Liu Shitou's breathing slowly slowed down.

Mrs. Chen stopped making noises and looked at An Yi with hope.

An Yi frowned. Liu Shitou lost too much blood and needed a blood transfusion, but she just gave Feng Qingchen a blood transfusion a few days ago.

Gritting her teeth, An Yi picked up a bottle of high-strength liquor, sterilized the needle, drew her own blood, and injected it into Liu Shitou.

The whole village watched An Yi, who was covered in blood, holding a strange tube and injecting his own blood into Liu Shitou's body.

For a long time, everyone remained silent, as if they were frightened by An Yi's operation.

"It's really strange. This man seems to be alive again!" Suddenly, Wang Cheng muttered.

An Yi ignored him. After confirming that Liu Shitou was getting better, he picked up the needle and sewed up Liu Shitou's wound.

All the villagers stared closely at the bloody needle piercing Liu Shitou's body, sewing up the wounds on his body like a broken sack.

Mrs. Chen cried again, Mrs. Liu Sun pressed her hard.

Liu Sun's eyes looked at An Yi with both fear and hope.

"Carry the person home!" After confirming that the person was temporarily safe, An Yi said in a deep voice.

At this moment, everyone was looking for the two boys who had just carried people, but they had already disappeared.

"I'll come!" Liu Dazhu got up from the ground and shouted.

Liu Erzhu also stepped forward, and the two of them lifted the stretcher under Liu Shitou.

Mrs. Chen dragged herself behind.

An Yi took two steps, staggered and almost fell to the ground.

After two blood transfusions in a row, she lost too much blood!