
“ ikke late som du er en feiging..hvor er motet ditt som da du klde sosteren min i honden... dette er hvordan du skriker av smerte..... hva med om jeg syr opp saret ditt uten narcose.. vil du skrike hoyt.. hva er holdningen til en modig mann som du alltid viser vennene mine .... heldigvis er ikke dette snittet som snittet du gjorde.. det er fortsatt bra at ulnararterien din ikke ertet ogsa .. bare musklene i hnden .... (do not pretend to be timid.where is your courage like when you scratched my sister's hand.... are you going to scream loudly..... it's still a good thing that this incision wound is not as deep as the incision wound you made on my sister.. It's still good that your ulnar artery is not slashed as well.... ) “ said Zarya casually.
Zarya's words did not make Gustaf calm but instead made Gustaf look clearly very frightened. What's more when Zarya opened the bag that she was carrying, it was clear that the contents were in the form of natural monofilament threads of several needles for sewing wounds and a set of wound sewing equipment.
Gustaf's face became the center of the patient when he saw the needle and the thread that Zarya prepared. Cold sweat ran down the forehead, the temples of the neck even all over his body were sweating.
“ tok noen av dere med seg nitti percent alcohol.. noe... for a tense dette saret.. dette snittet er skittent, men ikke sagittent som sret til Nara (any one of you carries 90% alcohol....this incision is very dirty but not as dirty as Nara's wound) “ Zarya's speech that seemed relaxed without burden made Afkar smile and signaled his hand to his bodyguard.
Without waiting for a long time a bodyguard handed over the liquor he had stored in his pocket to Zarya. And without waiting for long Zarya poured the alcohol right on the edge of Gustaf's wound, immediately Gustaf's stifled cry made Zarya look at him with care.
“ la oss bare rope.... hva med a sy denne. (just yell..... how about I sew this.) “ said Zarya deliberately dropped Gustaf's mentality.
Afkar stepped out letting Zarya do her job as a doctor.
“ Lief... hvis Zarya er ferdig... ikke overlat detail til etterforskeren fault... bare ring etterforskeren i overmorgen... la ham sewer smerte hele natten slik min kone filler (Lief... if Zarya is finished.... do not leave it to the investigator first.... let him feel the pain the night my wife felt) “ Afkar said as he stepped into the old chair on the porch.
Afkar looked down and closed his eyes, recalling every word, shout and cry Nara was in his arms as Zarya and her colleagues sewed wounds in Nara's hands. afkar's chest ached just remembering it all.
While Zarya in the room began to sew Gustaf's wounds with 6 bodyguards watching him, casually without burden Zarya sewed the wounds. Distinctly holding Nara's hand, Zarya had shed tears unable to hear Nara's cry. The cry of a pregnant woman who endured the pain in a stab many times.
And now Zarya is doing the same thing she did with her colleagues, sewing Gustaf's wounds without local anesthesia. Zarya deliberately used the Interrupted suture technique of sewing the edge of the wound with one stitch then concluded and cut. This technique requires more natural monofilament threads as each stitch must be knotted and cut. This technique is safer because when one stitch breaks the other stitch is not interrupted. This technique was used to stitch the cut on the back of Nara's left hand. Only once Zarya made one knot of stitches, Gustaf had fainted unable to endure the pain.
If Gustaf fainted then Zarya would ask Azkar's bodyguards to resuscitate Gustaf at all costs. Every time Zarya cut open Gustaf's fresh flesh, Gustaf yelled loudly and fainted. Even though Gustaf's shout was not loud because Gustaf's mouth was still firmly tied by a piece of worn cloth. How many times Gustaf had gone missing and how many times Afkar's bodyguards had noticed him, Zarya did not care.
Gustaf's screams were not heard where Afkar was sitting, one big problem was solved. Now her main task is to look after Nara and her two baby-to-be.
Over 30 minutes, Zarya sewed the wound on Gustaf's hand without local anesthesia. As Zarya came out and saw Leif standing by the door, Zarya immediately approached her.
“ hvor er GUN (where's GUN)? “ questions Zarya had made Lief confused for a moment but then understood who Zarya meant.
Zarya stepped closer to Afkar who looked down and closed her eyes.
“ det er gjort.. men jeg er ikke fornoyd... det har bare vaert en metalsikk ut, men traden har gjennom kjott og hud... hun har gatt ut... aaaah.. ikke goy.. jeg trodde han ville vae sterekere enn Nara.. men det er so mee utholdenhet han har...... bare pass pa at han aldri kommer seg ut av fengsel om nodvendig la den fyren bli gammel i fengselet. (it's done..... only one needle came out yet the thread passed through his flesh and skin..he was already shaken... aaaah.... it turned out that only so much endurance of his body.I have come home.just make sure he can never get out of prison if necessary let that person age in prison.) “ said Zarya who still looks very upset with Gustaf.
Afkar saw Lief as if giving a signal to Lief to see Gustaf's situation.
“ Jeg drar hjem ago.. har du ingen livvakter som kan ta meg hjem..... Jeg tenkte det ville vaere goy a personen til a file det Nara frote..... bare a meteoric.ansiktet hennes er allerede blekt. (i went home first..... I thought it would be nice to make that person feel what Nara is feeling. but it turned out to be completely unpleasant... his face is pale.....) “ said Zarya who had stood up to let Afkar astonished by Zarya's words.
Zarya was brought home by one of Afkar's bodyguards, Lief came out and said Gustaf had fainted several times.
“ sir..de bekreftet det froken Zarya sa (master.... they confirmed what Miss Zarya said) “ Lief's remarks made Afkar difficult to believe.
“ train a ikke do.. la ham leve og fio konsekvensene av handlingene hans. (try not to die.. let him live and feel the consequences of his actions.) “ Afkar's firm and cold voice made the 6 bodyguards guarding this old house feel goosebumps.
They had been working for a long time with the Sadhat family, but only this time saw the cold Afkar become so terrifying.