The person on the other end of the phone replied: "She ran out to chase your car when the gunfire rang out. She is probably going to be home soon. I didn't notice anything unusual about her."
"Got it." Lu Yifan nodded in response, then accidentally let go of his hand and dropped the phone to the ground.
There was a sound of opening the door, it must be that Qiao Na was back.
He asked Tao to pick up the phone for him and put it back into his pocket.
The door was opened, Qiao Na's face was pale, she entered the house in panic, and went straight to Lu Yifan, "Fan, Fan, how are you?"
When she saw the blood on the ground, her face turned even paler.
She squatted next to Lu Yifan and gently lifted the blanket covering him. When she saw Lu Yifan covered in blood, her eyes were startled. She opened her hands and covered her mouth, not knowing what to do.
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"Fan." Qiao Na hugged Yifan Lu's body and shook it gently.
Lu Yifan closed his eyes, his body still trembling.
The temperature of Qiao Na's body made him feel very comfortable. He opened his eyes, curled his pale lips, and shook his head gently, "Na, don't cry, I'm fine."
"I'll call an ambulance."
Qiao Na wiped her tears, lowered her head and took out her mobile phone from her bag and dialed 120.
After about five or six minutes, the ambulance arrived.
Medical staff in white coats carried Lu Yifan onto a stretcher, asking about Qiao Na's condition as they walked.
One of the male doctors wearing black-rimmed glasses helped Lu Yifan insert the infusion needle, holding the infusion bottle high with one hand, and followed the ambulance.
A small ambulance was sent from the hospital, and several nurses and doctors came.
Qiaona was holding her child and was about to get into the car, but was stopped by a nurse. "Hello, please sit in front with your child. We need to resuscitate the patient first."
Hearing this, Qiao Na Muguan just glanced at the car. The medical staff were stopping Lu Yifan's bleeding and inserting oxygen tubes. It was true that the car could not turn around.
Before she could take her eyes back, the door at the back of the car was closed and the driver started the car.
Qiao Na hurriedly ran to the passenger seat with Tao in her arms and got in the car.
The car drove out of the community and drove quickly along the ambulance channel to the hospital, its siren blaring.
The doctor with black-rimmed glasses took off his mask, revealing a handsome face. He leaned over to Yifan Lu's ear and asked worriedly: "Boss, are you feeling better now?"
Yifan Lu's closed eyes slowly opened. He looked at the bottle of medicine he was injecting, nodded and replied: "Much better."
My body isn't that cold anymore, and my shaking isn't that severe.
Xuehu took off the black-rimmed glasses from his eyes and lowered his head to help Yifan Lu check the wound.
All the blood that flowed out was bright red, and there were black blood clots around the wound.
He said to the doctor sitting opposite who was dispensing medicine: "Old beast, you have to take out the bullet quickly."
"I know." The old beast sucked in the prepared medicine with a needle, then handed it to Xue Hu, "Help me give me an anesthetic."
Xue Hu took the needle, found a place next to Lu Yifan's wound and inserted it, squeezing the anesthetic in little by little.
After the anesthetic was administered, Lu Yifan felt that the wound no longer hurt after a while.
The old man put on his gloves and started to help Lu Yifan get the bullets.
Taking out bullets was a simple matter for him, and it was one of the most basic aspects of medical treatment he had learned.
After a while, the bullet from Lu Yifan's arm was taken out.
