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After suturing the wound, Zhang Yunfeng applied some burn ointment on the wound. He then lifted Qian Yingning's thigh again and wrapped the bandage around the wound. After doing all of this, Zhang Yunfeng let out a sigh of relief.

Zhang Yunfeng put Qian Yingning's thigh down and pointed at the bloody bullet on the ground. "As long as you take out the bullet, your injury will not be serious