Chapter 270 Black as Pitch
Lun Ang was lying on the wooden floor of the second-floor corridor, panting heavily. He was soaked through, his face covered not only by rainwater but also by cold sweat that kept seeping out!
On his right leg, there were a few completely through-and-through bloody holes, gushing out fresh blood incessantly!
Losing blood at a rapid pace caused his face to display a defeated pallor, the usually chipper stubble on his face seemed to wilt in an instant.
Yan Qingwen gritted his teeth, silently knelt down on the ground, ripped open the fabric around the wound, and swiftly tore a long strip of white cloth from his own body. He tightly tied it around Lun Ang's thigh where there was an abundance of blood vessels, attempting to staunch the bleed.
Shen Mo held him back: "The wound is too large; you need to use a tool on him as soon as possible."
Yan Qingwen's expression was strained as he responded, "There's none left... the last bandage has already been used on Li Li."