My billionaire husband spoils me too much

Chapter 643

Fortunately, Patrick and the others had brought medical emergency supplies with them this time.

Antibiotics and

scalpels played a great role.

“… Samba, they’re helping you.”

“Don’t move… That’s a disinfectant. It has a little irritating effect. You’ll be fine after a while. Please

endure the pain for the time being.”

Gary and Alan had never thought that the medical supplies they brought would be used to save a

Barbarian.

It was very dangerous to give an operation to a Barbarian. Gary and Alan disinfected his wounds and

hesitated for a long time.

The Barbarian was about three meters tall. Besides a large figure, he featured abundant hairs on his

chest and feet, beards on his face, and rough and dark skin. His strong muscles, thick arms and his

fists as big as the head of an ordinary man gave him a dreadful look.

“Are there any anesthetics?”

Alan whispered to Gary, for fear that the Barbarian would get angry and kill them with one punch.

Gary replied helplessly. “No.”

Last time the ship encountered a big storm, which damaged the hull and caused a lot of supplies to be

washed away by the sea. As a result, no anesthetic was found.

How dare anyone operate on a Barbarian without anesthetics?

“Hurry up!”

Christina urged them.

Had it not been for Christina’s company and comfort, how could Samba have been so calm and let

them make

an operation with knives?

Gary could only force himself to deal with the gunshot wound on Samba’s leg first. After the wound was

disinfected, he held the scalpel tightly and carefully cut a hole in the wound, ready to take out the bullet

with tweezers. However, with a sudden move of Samba, who instinctively pulled back his leg in pain,

the scalpel almost cut the artery of Samba, Gary immediately stopped, his heart beating hard with fear.

*This operation is too difficult to carry out;” Gary shouted anxiously.

Christina was even more anxious. Seeing that the wound on Samba’s leg was bleeding more profusely,

she scolded angrily, “Who fres the gun? It’s you who cause Samba to be like this. If you don’t cure him,

I’ll fight with

you at any costs!”

Gary’s forehead was drenched in cold sweats. Though thin and small, Christina had the same imposing

manner as Mr. Hopkins

“Samba, don’t worry, I will avenge your suffering if they can’t save you!”

Because it was at night and they were in a hurry to make an operation, the doors and windows of the

room were closed tightly and countless candles were lit. The only two high-intensity torches they had

were also used, and it was dark outside the palace.

Patrick and Charles stood outside and looked at the bright light in the room. Several figures’ quarrel

and Christina’s angry voice of scolding could be heard.

“How could Christina get along so well with the Barbarian?” Charles wondered.

Listening to her scolding in the room, Charles was a little nervous, because it was he who shot Samba

in the

leg…

Then it occurred to him that the most serious injury to Samba was caused by the gunshot in his left

chest.

It was uncertain whether the bullets would be taken out smoothly. If the barbarian kept bleeding in the

operation, how would they transfuse blood to him? Did the barbarian have a blood type like human

beings? What was Samba’s blood type? Damn it, it was too complicated.

“… May this barbarian recover quickly.”

Charles was very anxious and said to himself, “Samba is strong. He shall not die.”

Subconsciously, he turned his head and looked at Patrick beside him. “Patrick, why does Christina get

along so well with this Barbarian? He might have attacked Christina out of instinct…”

Charles couldn’t figure it out himself, with his mind in a confusion.

Patrick was silent and kept staring at the familiar figure in the room. He frowned with mixed feelings as

if he was also a little anxious.

Sarnba was seriously injured. Two bullets on his body had been taken out, especially the one on his left

chest. It took Christina five or six hours to take out the bullet. She operated on Samba with the knife

and stitched the wound in person.

After taking these two bullets out, the other injuries were not so complicated to cope with, Gary and

Alan finally breathed a sigh of relief,

Samba fell into a deep coma again because of the pain,

Christina knew that apart from the external injuries, the Internal Injuries and bleeding of Samba were

also serious. Although she had given him a few life-saving pills, she was still worried that he would not

be able to wake up again

Don’t wake him up. Let him heal himself. The Barbarian has strong vital force.”

Gary hurriedly packed up the scalpels and other tools and Alan was also wiping the blood stains aside.

Looking at the slight rise and fall of the fainted Barbarian’s chest, they were surprised at the

Barbarian’s tenacious vitality

Without the anesthetic, he managed to go through the operation.

Gary and Alan pushed the door open with medical supplies. But Christina did not go out. She was still Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

sitting by the bed watching Samba.

The modern decoration of the palace was too strange and instilled uneasiness into Samba.

As it was around dawn, Samba woke up on his own. Christina immediately leaned over and whispered,

“It’s okay. It’s okay now. Samba, you’ll be fine soon.”

Christina would always remember that when she was poisoned by food, Samba had done his utmost to

take good care of her.

Although Samba was very restrained and uneasy about this strange environment, when seeing

Christina beside him, he seemed to calm down. Then he closed his eyes, purred weakly, and fell

asleep again.

Samba said that he felt very tired and wanted to sleep, promising that he would get up soon after

sleeping.

Christina sat aside and looked at the badly injured Samba with guilt.

At 6 o’clock in the morning, the people in the palace brought in their breakfast. Christina did not say

anything. She glanced at the breakfast and waved to signal them to go out.

“… Doesn’t she eat breakfast?”

Charles and Crystal nervously approached the servant who delivered the meal.

* Have you asked Christina to come out and have a rest in another room?”

Most of the servants in the palace were bought from outside the island, consisting of young men and

women who signed a contract.., “She seems to be very worried about that Barbarian.”

Even the people who were bought to work on the island looked down on the Barbarians. They found

the smells of Barbarians’ blood especially strong. None of them could understand why Christina was so

concerned with the Barbarian

Charles and the others were very excited when they finally found Christina, but now none of them

dared to go in

and talk to her.

Three days passed.

With his tenacious vitality, Samba quickly recovered from the injuries, and could slowly move his

gunshot leg to get out of bed in small steps.

“… Don’t get out of bed for the time being. You’re supposed to stay in bed for a few more days.”

The gunshot wound on Samba’s left chest was very serious. If it weren’t for the fact that the bullet was

a little bit off the edge of his heart and he had thick skin, even gods wouldn’t have been able to save

him.

Samba felt that he was fine. With his dark eyes brightened, he muttered to her.

Samba said it was not safe to stay here.

“The villains here are very dangerous. We have to go home.”

“… Don’t worry, I know them.” Christina didn’t introduce others as her friends, but merely as people she

knew.

Crystal brought some porridge and roast meat. She gently pushed the door open and walked in, as she

happened to hear Christina’s talk with the Barbarian.

She could not help but smile bitterly, finding it a terrible way to reunite with each other.