Mu Yichen immediately took out the dagger strapped to his thigh and pried it into the teeth. Under his repeated efforts, his brother's arm finally regained freedom.
The former instantly grabbed his arm and applied the emergency medication Lisa had thrown to them on his wound.
Having a low pain tolerance, Youyou could not help moaning lightly when his brother did so. His shoulders convulsed uncontrollably and his scalp became numbed.
"It'll hurt a little; bear with it!"
His brother never once stopped his hand movements. After the bleeding completely stopped, he pulled up his shirt and, crooking his head, tore a corner of the shirt with his teeth before skillfully bandaging the wound.
The instant he tied a dead knot using the cloth with his mouth, Youyou collapsed on him while panting heavily.
The girl standing at the hole's mouth observed it for a bit.
It was a relatively new trap and had been set up not long ago.
