Qi Yifeng was the first to check Yan Mubei's injuries, then took out the medical tools and spread them out one by one.
Although Qi Yifeng's actions seemed very professional, Lin Qianqian was very worried and couldn't help but ask: "Are you a doctor?"
After Qi Yifeng heard this, he raised his head and looked at her. He seemed a little stunned and surprised. His eyes flashed with surprise, and he asked: "Who are you?"
"My name is Lin Qianqian." Lin Qianqian introduced herself, and then asked: "What about you? Do you have a medical license? The bullet is in his body and must be removed by minor surgery."
"Ha, you are a very courageous woman, you actually dare to question my ability." Qi Yifeng looked at her and his eyes became somewhat meaningful.
It was as if she was a fun toy, and he wanted to study it carefully.
Yan Mubei frowned and said coldly: "She is my woman, don't try to figure her out."
Qi Yifeng blinked his beautiful black eyes with some pity, but did not take Yan Mubei's warning into consideration at all. He looked at Lin Qianqian teasingly: "Are you really his woman? I mean, this guy has no interest at all. What the hell is he?"
What’s there that attracts you?”
As soon as he finished speaking, one leg kicked Qi Yifeng in the face like lightning.
Qi Yifeng swayed slightly and stretched out his leg close to his ear.
Both of them were extremely fast, so fast that Lin Qianqian could only see Yan Mubei's uninjured leg on the side of Qi Yifeng's face in a flash.
Damn, God-like speed, are these two people human?
Qi Yifeng tilted his head and smiled, his voice full of gentleness: "Is this how you treat people who come to help you?"
"You can get out." Yan Mubei lowered his legs horizontally, showing a full posture.
Qi Yifeng still had a smile on his face and was not annoyed at all. He seemed to be used to Yan Mubei's indifferent personality.
He lowered his head, picked up Yan Mubei's injured left leg, placed it on a low chair, took out a syringe, and smiled very 'gently': "Are you going to get anesthesia?"
Yan Mubei frowned: "What do you think?"
He has never liked anesthesia injections, which can make people lose their senses and leave them at the mercy of others.
"People in their twenties are actually afraid of injections." Qi Yifeng misinterpreted his meaning and smiled innocently: "Aren't you afraid of others making fun of you if you say it?"
"Qi Yifeng, are you talking too much?"
"I think it's too little." The man's costume winked cutely.
"People who are not cute will never become cute no matter how cute they act."
"..." Qi Yifeng finally choked.
Lin Qianqian stood by, watching the two bickering, and burst out laughing.
No matter how you look at it, their relationship is so good, they are like a happy couple.
Yan Mubei raised his head and glared at her, and she put away her smile angrily.
Qi Yifeng took off the bandage, used a brocade ball to clean the blood from the wound, and then took out the long and narrow pliers.
After digging around randomly, just when Yan Mubei couldn't bear it anymore, Qi Yifeng finally took out the bullet and smiled innocently: "It was really hard to find, but I still found it."
"Next time, don't fall into my hands." Yan Mubei glared at Qi Yifeng fiercely, threatening to fry his skin and bones.
Qi Yifeng shouted that he was wronged: "It's hard to be a good person."
Yan Mubei was too lazy to pay attention to him. Qi Yifeng quickly cleaned the wound, sprinkled some powder on the wound, and then bandaged it carefully.
As expected of a professional, the wound no longer bleeds and is only stained by a small bandage.
Lin Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this.
At this moment, Deng Liang came over, followed by two bodyguards, who were carrying a person.