Chapter 933

"You—!" While Vivian seethed in anger, there was nothing she could do. She could only endure in silence.

She could only pray that Dustin would work faster. She sensed that she was losing blood, and her body was growing weaker.

Three minutes later, Dustin finally finished treating the second man. As long as the bleeding was stopped, he wouldn't die immediately.

"It should be my turn now, right? Hurry up and start treating me!" Vivian was getting impatient. She rushed Dustin repeatedly.

Yet Dustin appeared completely at ease. He didn't feel any sense of urgency. He wiped his hands and stretched lazily before leisurely sipping on a cup of tea.

"Hey! What are you doing? Help me stop the bleeding!"

"Vivian was on the verge of losing her temper. She was nearly drained of blood. How could he be in the mood to enjoy his tea?

"Why the rush? It's not like you're dying." Dustin glanced at her, still unmoved.

"What do you mean I'm not dying? Don't you see that I was shot? Where's