He shook his head and said, "He didn't drown, he died of serious injuries."
Xiahou Huan'er's breath paused and her face turned gray. Only then did she realize that the deck was gradually stained red by the blood seeping out of his body. She was shocked and her heart ached like a knife. She bit her trembling lips and reached out to him
His body turned over and his eyes widened suddenly as he looked at the unbearable scene on his back.
Shocked, angry, heavy, sad...
All kinds of complex emotions mixed and stirred in her chest.
Even the fisherman couldn't help but gasp when he saw it and exclaimed: "It's so cruel."
His back was bloody and bloody, with countless bullets on it.
His back was blown by a cannonball and he withstood so many bullets.
Is he dead?
The fisherman shook his head and sighed: "Miss, my condolences."
Xiahou Huan'er slowly raised her head, her pair of dazzling black cat eyes reflected a sinister and frightening cold light, and sternly said: "Sorry? What are you sad about?"
The fisherman was stunned by her sharp eyes. He pointed at Dongfang Xing and murmured: "Miss, you saw it too. He has died of serious injuries."
The nameless fire rose three thousand feet, Xiahou Huan'er slapped her palm on the deck, and the fishing boat suddenly shook. She didn't care, and roared angrily: "You are not going to be cured. If you say another word, I will shoot you."
The simple fisherman was yelled roughly by her, and his face turned slightly pale, but thinking that she was too sad, he decided not to argue with her.
Xiahou Huan'er's eyes were already red, and she continued to yell: "Medicine box, give me the medicine box, go quickly."
Everyone is already dead, so why do we need a medicine box?
The fisherman just thought she was sad and over-stimulated, so he didn't object to her. He turned back to the cabin and took out the medicine box.
Xiahou Huan'er grabbed the medicine box and continued to order loudly, without even bothering to say polite words: "Get to the shore."
The fisherman had a good temper and didn't care about her. He turned around and prepared to sail the boat.
"Wait a minute." Xiahou Huan'er suddenly stopped him and asked, "Where is this place? Where do we dock?"
The fisherman said: "This is the Imperial Capital City Protection Sea. Of course it docks at the Imperial Capital Pier."
Damn, they had a hard time escaping from the Imperial Capital, but he actually sent them back to the Imperial Capital, didn't he want them to die?
Xiahou Huan'er thought for a few seconds and then made a decisive decision: "We will dock in the Western District. We will not go to the Imperial Capital."
"Okay." Although the fisherman felt strange, he didn't ask any more questions and turned around.
The fishermen had been fishing at sea for several days, so they didn't know that they were wanted criminals in the imperial capital.
After the fisherman went to sail the boat, Xiahou Huan'er began to help Dongfang Xing treat the wound on his back. Although she had learned how to treat wounds before, she had never tried to remove the bullet. The bullet was on his back, and it would be impossible not to remove it.
In the end, I could only grit my teeth and take it hard.
Her hands were trembling and her heart was trembling.
She carefully dug open the wound with a knife and took out the bullet. Cold sweat covered her forehead.
He should be in pain, but he didn't react at all. She didn't believe that he would die. He was the indomitable king of corpses, how could he die?
Xiahou Huan'er always believed in this. She was very attentive and careful in helping him take out bullets and treat his wounds.
Even though she knew that he wouldn't feel anything if she stabbed him again, she still tried to use as little force as possible.
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Imperial capital, commander's residence.
Ao Po listened to his subordinate's success report in the study room.
