With her hands free, An Ran flexed her wrists and frowned deeply when she saw the wound on Shen Bin's shoulder, "Brother Shen Qi, you're not really going to let me use this to remove the bullet, are you?"
She'd often seen scenes of bullets being removed with a dagger in TV shows and movies, but that was just for watching.
"Why? Can't you?" Shen Bin asked An Ran indifferently.
He was sure the bullet was lodged on his bone because every movement was as painfully excruciating as being sliced into pieces. But having grown up with various injuries, a kid without parents didn't have the right to cry out from pain, which he'd long grown accustomed to.
Yet, when he heard Lu Yi say he could end up disabled for life, he was scared, not of becoming disabled himself, but of being unable to earn a living for his sister.
Finding a job now is so difficult, especially for someone with low education and no specialized skills.
If not for this, he wouldn't have taken this path with Er Gui.
