Isabella wasted no time. She instructed Phillip to turn on a flashlight, while she soaked a cloth in alcohol to disinfect Emanuele's wound. But before that, she had to carefully tear away the blood-soaked bandages that had clotted around the injury. As she did, Emanuele couldn't help but grimace in pain, despite her cautious approach.
Once the old bandages were removed, Isabella started to clean Emanuele's wound with alcohol, which stung even more. Emanuele couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.
"Endure it," Isabella said sternly. She had to clean the wound to prevent any infection, and she knew it was vital.
After disinfecting the wound, she took out sterilized tweezers and began to delicately probe for the bullet fragment. As she worked, she couldn't help but furrow her brow. The bullet was lodged in a tricky spot, close to a major blood vessel. Removing it could lead to severe bleeding.
"Perhaps it's best if we go to the hospital," Isabella suggested.
Emanuele immediately shook his head, a resolute look in his eyes. "I can't go to the hospital."
Isabella sighed. She knew Emanuele was stubborn about seeking medical attention.
He didn't want to go, and she couldn't force him.
"Alright, I'll do my best," she thought, hoping that with luck, there wouldn't be excessive bleeding.
Thinking about this, Isabella carefully probed Emanuele's wound. Her eyes focused on the injury as she pinpointed the exact location of the bullet.
Through the bloody and gruesome wound, amidst the strong scent of blood, Isabella furrowed her brows. She diligently extracted the bullet and immediately pressed a towel against Emanuele's wound. The entire procedure was swift.
She looked up at Emanuele, who appeared to be in a good state of mind and physical condition.
"Thank goodness," Isabella couldn't help but sigh with relief. As long as Emanuele's spirits were fine, there shouldn't be any major issues.
To ensure there were no leftover bullet fragments and the wound was clean, Isabella conducted a thorough examination before proceeding to stitch up Emanuele's wound.
Everyone present had their eyes fixed on Isabella. Emanuele, who had previously been treated by her, remained relatively calm.
The others, like Tony and Phillip, wore expressions of utter shock. They were aware that Isabella was a doctor, but they hadn't expected her to handle such situations. After all, she had only recently graduated from college.
Tony and Harry had personally seen her unwavering composure during a previous attack. They had seen her handle a gun and tend to their wounds afterward, earning their profound respect.
However, Isabella's actions today managed to astonish them once again.
The rest of Emanuele's men were equally impressed, as they had never seen Isabella perform these medical tasks. Witnessing her maintain composure during such a critical moment left them in awe.
With her task complete, Isabella washed away the bloodstains from her hands and clothing. Despite the gruesome scene and Emanuele's blood-soaked appearance, she didn't find it frightening. She knew she had just saved a life.
She found herself fearful of such gruesome sights, typically because of people like Emanuele who held life so cheaply. Witnessing a life slipping away before her eyes was what truly frightened Isabella and sometimes even made her feel queasy.
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