The captain didn't say anything to stop this behavior, so Xu Shuo stepped forward and removed the bloody bandage from Manager Zhang's left arm to his shoulder.
The area between his shoulder and arm was a bloody mess, and was not treated systematically at all. The bleeding was simply stopped and the wound was tied up.
"I have medical tools in my suitcase. Can you help me get them?" Xu Shuo looked up at the soldier standing behind the chair.
But after he finished speaking, the sergeants in the interrogation room remained unmoved and turned a deaf ear.
Xu Shuo had no choice but to turn to look at the captain and continued: "I need those tools to check his wounds, and you see he is bleeding so much, I guess he won't be able to hold on after a few questions."
Translation:This person may die.
Erdao translation: Can't stand the punishment.
Three translations: Contacting this person can take the opportunity to pass on the message.
Four translations: He is an important member of the organization and cannot just watch the other person die.
The captain's face was indifferent, but he glanced at a soldier at the door. The soldier understood, turned around and opened the door.
After a while, Xu Shuo's entire large suitcase was carried over.
He opened the suitcase and took out the carefully wrapped acupuncture needles from the hidden bag. In addition to the needles, there were also some thin and compact scalpels and tweezers inside.
"Who treated this wound for you?" Xu Shuo asked casually while picking up the tools.
"It's the front desk of the hotel. They have an emergency medicine kit here." Manager Zhang looked pale and gritted his teeth as he endured the pain.
So, the captain looked at the soldiers at the door again.
The soldier turned around and left, and quickly brought the young lady at the front desk over. The front desk lady was still holding the medicine box in her hand, and she lowered her head nervously and fearfully and did not dare to speak.
She originally thought that the guest who was shot needed help, but when she came in, she saw the elegant man who was changing rooms treating his wounds.
Xu Shuo stood up with something in hand and said with a warm smile: "I don't have gauze and medicinal wine here, I may need to use yours."
"Oh!" The front desk hurriedly handed over the medicine box.
But before Xu Shuo took over, the captain blocked their contact and took the medicine box from the front desk.
The receptionist didn't know what was going on and could only look at him at a loss.
The captain opened the medicine box and checked everything inside with an expressionless face, even the clean gauze, as if he could write on it. He didn't stop until he had finished unpacking a good roll of gauze.
Xu Shuo watched him unpacking the things speechlessly, then picked up the medicinal wine on the ground, soaked the cotton ball and pressed it on Manager Zhang's wound.
Manager Zhang suddenly took a breath of cold air.
"Be patient."
"Thank you..." Manager Zhang's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, but he not only couldn't curse, but also had to thank him.
After washing the blood stain with medicinal wine, the wound on the arm became clearer.
At that time, the bullet seemed to have grazed his arm, so there were no bullet fragments left. It only removed the layer of flesh and blood on his arm, and it did not cause any serious damage such as a cavity, nor did it damage the bones.
At this time, the area around the wound was turned out and turned dark red after being burned. It looked quite ferocious, and blood was still leaking out.
The captain stood on the side of the chair and watched, staring closely at the horrific wound without saying a word, like a pervert with some hobby.
After Xu Shuo checked, he nodded: "It is indeed a gunshot wound, Lieutenant, you were..."
"Gunshot wound." The captain said calmly.
"Uh, are the positions the same?" Xu Shuo was stunned.
"It was too dark, I didn't pay attention."
"..."
This is not like the captain's style.
However, he made up the fact that the person he was fighting with was injured, and even the adjutant was not seriously injured.
As the person involved, Xu Shuo knew it better than anyone else, but he looked quite troubled on his face. He frowned at Manager Zhang's wounds, as if he was really thinking hard about the connection.
As for the current person involved, Manager Zhang's heart suddenly jumped.
The conversation between these two people seemed to have no beginning or end, but from the military area's separation of the injured from ordinary people, and the focus on interrogating their three seriously injured guests, and then thinking about the interrogation of the unlucky guy just before he was carried out -
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It is not difficult to guess the whole story.
I'm afraid that during the power outage, the captain injured someone who escaped during the melee on the second floor, and now he's using this to find him.
As luck would have it, he also suffered a gunshot wound to his arm...
Now it sounds like the wound is similar to that of the man who escaped from the captain, so his suspicion is quite high.
Damn! How could it be such a coincidence?!
Manager Zhang's nervous fingers curled up slightly, and his expression changed. When he suddenly noticed that the captain was looking at him, he suddenly became alert.
He held on and said: "Captain, I really stayed in the hotel lobby at that time. After I was injured, there were still a few people standing next to me. They were some businessmen who were with me. You can ask them."
"Maybe those people are with you." The captain looked at him coldly.
"Well, I did know a few people before. After all, my career is here." Manager Zhang gritted his teeth and continued: "But there are many people around who have seen me, you can go and ask!"
"It's so dark after the power outage. Who would really care whether that person is you or not?" the captain sneered.
"..." Manager Zhang's face turned even paler.
"Tell me, what is your purpose?" The captain stretched out his hand and clamped his neck, forcing the other person to lift his chin and look directly at him.
"..." Manager Zhang was speechless.
Obviously, he was not aware of the captain's ability, let alone his way of thinking.
Because he may have determined that this person was the one who fought with the captain on the second floor, Xu Shuo did not interrupt the interrogation, let alone radiate unnecessary sympathy.
He calmly took the tools handed to him by the front desk and helped treat the wounds of this unlucky man who might have to undergo a severe torture later.
The bleeding has been successfully stopped, and the bandage can be put on again after the medicine is applied and the sutures are completed.
But when he was cutting off the necrotic flesh and blood, Xu Shuo suddenly said "Eh".
The captain glanced over.
Xu Shuo leaned close to his ear and whispered: "Captain, some of the small wounds inside him are very neat, which makes me feel like they were scratched by some sharp object. Do you think this is a misunderstanding about him? The one on the second floor shouldn't be the one on the second floor.
Him?"
"..."
He pretended to be whispering, but Manager Zhang who was nearby could hear it clearly!
I misunderstood you@#￥%……#*!
Manager Zhang almost had a myocardial infarction at this moment!
He would rather be mistaken for the person on the second floor than be confirmed as having an abnormal wound. This was not a gunshot wound!
Although there may be no difference in the results between the two, the biggest problem is that what he has tried so hard to hide may be revealed!
Being regarded as that person, he could completely defend himself. After all, the captain himself said that he could not remember the specific location of the wound, and that at most he had suffered a severe beating.
In the end, if you can't find anything, you may give up.
But if the wound is different——
You were obviously injured with a sharp weapon, but why did you disguise yourself as a gunshot wound?
You really have a problem!
This is not a situation that can be ignored by a severe beating. This is a rhythm of beating to death if the result cannot be achieved!
Manager Zhang stared at the doctor sharply.
From an angle that no one else could see, the gentle and elegant young doctor glanced at him, his eyes meaningful and full of interest.