Prisoner Bed The Mafia

EPISODE 143

"Help me dissect my stomach, and take the bullet, and I'll sew it myself." Ben said he drank the alcohol again.

The cashier woman was tense, fearful and anxious it was certain, how else, what she was going to face was about the life of someone who was on the verge of death.

While the cashier woman is not a doctor, she is just an ordinary woman who works behind the cashier's computer desk, although she occasionally helps in the clinic but her ability is not that far.

"Go if you're scared." Ben said weakly, and swung his whiskey bottle.

"I'll do it."

"really? I don't want you to faint in the middle."

"No, I'm sure I can, give me the instructions." The lady said and sat down next to Ben with latex gloves.

"First clean your hands using disinfectant, or if you need to wash your hands first." Said Ben.

"I'll do it." The woman stood up and left Ben's room.

After a few minutes, the woman returned with clean hands and closed Ben's door with her body.

After cleaning, the woman smears her hands with disinfectant, then wears her gloves.

"Take the dagger." Said Ben.

"Why wear a dagger? Here's the scalpel."

"Just use it, to open my stomach, I'll enjoy it more than wearing a scalpel." Said Ben.

Ben then put the wad of cloth back into his mouth, and poured his alcohol on his hollowed-out stomach.

The woman immediately put the infusion device first, with the instructions that Ben gave, occasionally Ben helped to put his own infusion device into his hands, he took a small needle and pushed it like he was playing in his hand muscles.

"You're very skilled." Said the Woman.

"I'm trained in everything, especially when I'm desperate." Ben said seriously.

The small needle was directly inserted into his muscle, and the cashier woman helped install the infusion with the help of Ben's instructions.

After the infusion is over, and the blood bag is done, everything is put and hung in the hanger place. Anyhow important is higher than Ben's body.

"Iris extends, listen to me, when my hand goes up, you have to stop." Said Ben.

The woman nodded, her hands trembling holding a dagger.

"Don't tremble, if your hands move you'll cut the wrong place." Said Ben.

The cashier woman took a long breath, and closed her eyes while taking a slow breath.

Slowly, by opening his eyes and trying to calm down, until his heart began not to run, he began to thrust his dagger, open the wound, and widen it so that he could see where the bullet lodged in Ben's stomach.

Ben began to endure his tremendous pain, not only that, he bit hard on the cloth in his mouth, sweat began to pour so hard and his breath began to rise and fall very quickly.

His heart suddenly beat rapidly as if it was about to explode in his chest.

Ben's screams and groans of pain, his head and body muscles are visible as the woman begins to slice and tear apart Ben's outer shell, ben's face became red and sweat poured out at every temple of his face.

Second by second, minute by minute, lasted, and the longer his face grew red withstanding his pain.

His muscular body trembled and shivered, the cloth that had been dry began to get wet from his own saliva.

Blood was getting more and more, the cashier woman was trembling.

Ben raised his hand, a sign that the woman should stop, and then Ben opened the cloth in his mouth.

"What's your name..." Ben asked in a weak voice, and gasped.

"Gia's." Said the cashier woman.

"Gia... Take the clamp if you find the bullet, have you seen it?"

Gia nodded.

"Now do it." Ben said and stuffed his mouth again with a wad of cloth.

Gia then took a brace and clamped down on the nested bullet, apparently the bullet was not too deep because it was on the side of Ben's outer abdomen.

Ben's eyes also began to glare.

"Customer!!" The sound of the bullet falling on the place of the steinless pan.

Ben then took Hecting, and would stitch him up with trembling hands, the prick after stab was too painful, and Gia could not just stand still.

Gia then takes over to sew, and he hears Ben's instructions on how to sew on the tear wound.

Fortunately the bullet did not hit the internal organs, and was still in the outer abdomen, meaning it did not reach the inner layer.

Even so, all the operation process really felt so long, especially every second Ben felt pain.

"Sorry Mr. Ben, I should have given you the dope." Said Gia.

"For nothing... It won't work on me." Ben said exhausted.

The sewing process was completed, Gia put the tool in the stainless baking pan again.

Gia's hands were full of blood as were Ben's bed and body.

"Thank God you made it." Said Ben throwing away the wadding cloth that was in Ben's mouth.

Bottle after bottle of whieskey had run out, as he occasionally stopped to drink and opened the clump of cloth in his mouth. Vials of disinfectant and blood-filled bandages splashed on the floor.

Hour after hour Ben is tormented. His face was flushed red, cold sweat was pouring out, his hands were trembling, his body was trembling, his muscles were stiffening.

Every puncture and incision that opens the wound makes Ben bite the cloth in his mouth, moans, and Ben's voice like growling like an angry tiger fills the room.

Finally the stitching of the wound was done, Gia wrapped it with a bandage around Ben's burly stomach, a neat dressing, her hands were very skilled despite shaking violently.

Ben laid his body with a long groan.

The man felt weak, he closed his eyes, replaying memory after memory in every event that happened.

Seen as a speck of water in the corner of his eyes, his neck choked indicates he was holding on to grief, his sadness was that he could not keep his promise to his wife, that he would never be hurt.

However, at this time Ben was a little calm because the bullet had come out, and at least the wound had been sewn.

Ben hanha thought for a while, let it be like this first, even though the stitches are very ugly and messy but it was quite helpful, so as not to continue losing blood.

Arriving at the mansion, Ben will order Gavriel to take over, and repair it. At least for a while Ben was safe from death.

"Gia..." Call Ben.

"Yes... " Gia answered while confirming the infusion and the blood bag.

"You got a cell phone?" Ask Ben.

"No."

"Then the public phone?"

"There is no phone here, if we have to use it we have to go to the city, it takes 1 hour to go there by bicycle."

"There's no motor?"

"There's a bike here already for profit, and in the city if there's a motorcycle it's also very lucky."

"God... Are you guys living in a megalithic age, really bad, I wonder who owns this island." Ben said weakly.

"If you have to call someone I'll go to town for you there's a pay phone there, but the queue can be long enough for hours, do you know the number? Anyway I also have to sell your watch."

"God.... I'm not sure anyone will be able to afford my watch." Ben laughed weakly.

Gia gulped her saliva, she knew this figure of the man before her was definitely not a bad person. Gia only wanted to save this good-looking man.

However, in just a moment, Gia had already confirmed, that she was immersed in her own feelings so quickly. Gia is in love with Ben.

"Give me the number I'll help you call her."

Seriate