Luo Chao finished speaking and continued to pull the little girl's clothes, Ouyang Zhenhua was speechless and waved his hand saying, "I'll go get you some alcohol first, there should be gauze at home. Is there anything else you want me to buy?"
Initially, Luo Chao wanted to just push the little girl's clothes upwards a bit, but who knew that some dried blood had stuck the clothes to her skin, so the jacket had to be taken off and then this part cut away.
Without turning his head, he said, "I need surgical sutures and needles, this wound definitely needs stitching. I also need gauze, alcohol is essential, and some anti-inflammatory drugs."
After Luo Chao explained everything, Ouyang Zhenhua left in big strides without looking back. Needing such professional items meant needing to find someone he knew to get it, and it had to be fast; truly demanding his life.
