Mist crouched in front of Song Heping and sized him up before saying, "Bro, you look pretty badly hurt."
After finishing speaking, he reached out to pull off his own hemostatic belt, placed it around Song Heping's thigh, and then tightened it.
"Damn, be gentle!"
Song Heping grimaced in pain towards him.
He originally wanted to ask Mist why he was here, but forgot due to the pain.
"Haven't you been trained in the Special Forces? Can't you bear this little pain?"
Mist teased him with a grin.
Song Heping said, "I raise pigs, when did I tell you I was trained in the Special Forces… Damn! Be gentle!"
Mist added a bit more force with his hands, making Song Heping grimace again.
"You're doing it on purpose." Song Heping said, "I've never offended you."
After helping Song Heping stop the bleeding, Mist began using scissors to cut open the camouflage uniform on Song Heping's foot and leg, taking out a hemostatic package to start treating the bleeding.
"You're lucky…"
