The otaku looked at the white-haired black-clothed woman curled up in front of his house, and quickly walked out the door to help her up. He looked at the surrounding corridors, and after thinking about it, he chose to take this petite white-haired black-clothed woman home.

　　

　　 But when he just picked up the white-haired and black-clothed woman, he felt a moist warm feeling in his hands.

　　

　　 "What is this?" He took his hand out of the white-haired and black-clothed woman, and looked at it through the corridor lamp.

　　

　　 "Oh my god! This is... This is... This is...!" Then the light of the corridor lamp, he watched the black and red liquid in his hand stammered for a long time and couldn't say a complete word.

　　

　　 "Uh...heh..."

　　

　　 Perhaps touching the wound, the white-haired black-clothed woman let out a painful moan.

　　

　　 "Ah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!" The otaku quickly apologized to the white-haired and black-clothed woman.

　　

But the white-haired and black-clothed woman did not respond. He looked down and noticed that the white-haired and black-clothed woman had been in a coma for a long time. He might have touched her wound just now, so she felt instinctive pain. voice.

　　

'This. . . What should I do! The otaku couldn't help worrying.

　　

　　 As long as people with an IQ in the horizontal line face this situation, they will understand a truth: no matter what the reason, this white-haired black-clothed woman is a huge trouble.

　　

　　The reason is obvious. Now that he has suffered enough injuries to make him coma, the first reaction of a normal person is to call the demon two spirits and call an ambulance, instead of looking for residents in a community like this white-haired and black woman.

　　

　　Since the white-haired black-clothed woman did not choose to call the demon's two spirits to go to the hospital for support, then this incident itself can already explain a lot of problems.

　　

　　 So right now the otaku is hesitating whether or not to get involved in this matter that is likely to cause trouble for him.

　　

　　 The otaku looked at the white-haired black-clothed woman who was completely in a coma, and countless thoughts flashed in his mind.

　　

　　‘Forget it, leave this woman alone. Having suffered such a serious injury, she would not even dare to go to the hospital. There must be a problem with her identity. Hasn't Yingjiang been clamoring for sanctions against rabbits all over the world recently? Maybe this woman is the spy of the Yingjiang family, look at the white hair that is obviously not from the rabbit family, or leave it alone. ’A little black person said in his mind.

　　

　　‘This woman has a problem with her identity, so she can call the police directly. The rest will have nothing to do with you. She has suffered such a serious injury, and the police will deal with it. ’The little black man continued.

　　

　　‘But. . . Isn't it a bad idea to die without saving? She has suffered such a serious injury, she may not be able to insist on the ambulance. And if you call the police, the police must call you to make a record. In addition, parents should be informed that parents now have time to travel and relax. If they are notified, parents’ rare vacations will be lost. ’Another white villain retorted to the black villain.

　　

　　‘You’ll be in the hot water, this woman’s origin is very suspicious, maybe she is a wanted criminal on the Internet! If you report now, there will be rewards for sure. "The little black man said clearly.

　　

　　‘I would definitely call the police if it were a man, but it was a woman who looked very weak and she was still in a coma. . . I really can't bear it! ’The little white man hesitated.

　　

　　‘After all, have you seen a woman unable to walk? I really think reality is like a novel! If someone is rescued by you, do you have to agree with them? Wake up, boy, this woman is 80% a spy or an agent, if you save her, it will be a big trouble! ’The black little guy said to the white little guy without hitting it.

　　

　　‘But it’s not good to see death and not save it. Even if you say it is in the past, can you pass this hurdle in your heart? ’The little white man retorted immediately.

　　

　　’. . . ’

　　

　　 The fierce ideological struggle lasted only two or three minutes. When the otaku saw the black and red blood under the white-haired and black-clothed woman getting bigger and bigger, he knew that he could no longer hesitate.

　　

"No matter what your identity or who you are, I still can't do this kind of unsuccessful thing. My parents are both doctors. I also graduated from medical university. It is our doctor's bounden duty to save the dead and heal the wounded. Today I can’t save you from death, and then I will most likely be unable to save another critically ill patient. I can’t have an impact on my future life because of this!” The otaku made a slow and firm decision. Your own choice.

　　

　　 He carried the white-haired woman in black into the house in the manner of a princess, and then gently placed her on the floor of the living room.

　　

　　 He briefly inspected the wound on the white-haired and black-clothed woman, and found the bleeding point and the cause of the bleeding.

　　

　　 It turned out that a piece of irregular iron object with one finger length and **** width was inserted about three centimeters under the right armpit of the white-haired and black-clothed woman, and traces of blood were trickling down the wound like a stream.

　　

"Some troubles, the bleeding point is under the right rib. The wound is a sharp puncture wound, and it is likely to hurt the main blood vessel... And I don't know what her blood type is... Forget it, just ignore it. , Stop the bleeding first. Otherwise, according to the way of bleeding, she may have lost too much blood and died!" The otaku simply judged the injury of the white-haired and black-clothed woman~lightnovelpub.net~ and then found out. First aid kit at home.

　　

　　 He lifted the white-haired black-clothed woman's blouse soaked in blood, and at the same time gently moved her to the middle of the living room light. The white-haired and black-clothed women who were already very pale skin were even brighter under the light. It's just that compared with those delicate and white skin like porcelain, the white-haired black-clothed woman's complexion is whiter and unclear, just as pale as the dead people he had seen in the morgue during his internship in the hospital.

　　

　　 Seeing this skin color, the otaku becomes even more anxious. He knew that if the white-haired and black-clothed woman was not stopped from bleeding, the woman in front of him who insisted on reaching her door with a tenacious will would have a 99% chance of dying due to excessive blood loss, and the possibility of survival was not To one percent.

　　

　　 The situation is urgent. When the white-haired woman may lose her life due to excessive blood loss at any time, he can't care about the difference between men and women.

　　

"Miss, if you offend, please forgive me. This is to save your life. If you are to be held accountable after you wake up, I am willing to apologize to you and take responsibility!" The otaku does not care. Can the white-haired and black-clothed woman in front of him hear what he said? After he finished speaking to her, he used small scissors to cut off her blood-soaked coat.