Chapter 470 Battle of the Celestials

After his clothes were torn open, Tristan glanced down at the wound on his shoulder, took a deep breath, and the pain from the gunshot constantly tore through his body. There were no professional tools here, and Tristan couldn't care about anything else. He asked Linch to find two cloth strips to temporarily act as tourniquets, tying them tightly on both sides of the shoulder. Then he went to the bathroom to clean the blood from the wound, only then could he see the injury clearly. Tristan looked around and said, "Go take down the curtain hooks." Linch hurried to the window and forcefully pulled down the curtain, "Tris... Tristan, this curtain was stuck in the box and there were no hooks to hang it." "Then let's find it," Tristan gritted his teeth, "I need a tool to remove the bullet." Linch frantically searched the room, but it was a hotel room with limited available items, making it difficult to find what he needed.