Inside the outpatient building of Sunshine Hospital, Fable rushed to the fifth floor.
Hold on, I'm coming!
He said in his heart, his legs sprinting at the same time. After reaching the fifth floor, he saw Qian Cangyi lying on the ground.
Where are they?
Fable was momentarily startled, but he didn't dwell too much on Little Drilling Wind's current position. Rescuing was crucial now. He first unwrapped the gauze bandage, then slowly lifted Qian Cangyi's head to rest on his feet. After doing all this, Fable looked around to make sure no ghosts were ambushing him before he continued with the dressing.
It mustn't be too loose or too tight. Cangyi, if I accidentally apply too much pressure and press on a nerve, causing you to take your last breath, don't blame me.
Fable said in his heart, but his actions didn't hesitate at all.
Because the dressing location was the head, Fable chose the circular bandaging method.
