Chapter 086 Super teacher [16] Jing Su was injured, Mo Qing shot
"An hour ago. He said he got the prescription and was heading here."
Mo Qing frowned.
Song Yiyuan quickly thought of something: "Is it possible..."
Mo Qing's tone dropped: "It's possible."
She asked: "Do you know where he came from?"
"Ion Lane." Song Yiyuan opened his mouth and said the name.
Mo Qing and Song Yiyuan looked at each other.
The next moment, Song Yiyuan walked to the side of the road, raised his hand to stop a car, opened the door and said to the driver: "Ion Lane."
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Ion Alley is an area. The main street belongs to Ion Alley, and the surrounding area is also generally called Ion Alley, which is not particular. The terrible thing is that it is surrounded by the old city, and many streets do not have cameras installed.
Mo Qing used the Nine-Story Terrace as a clue and asked Jingsu about several places he frequented, and then investigated them one by one with Song Yiyuan.
When it was getting dark, Mo Qing found the dying Jing Su in an alley.
Mo Qing first contacted Song Yiyuan and asked Song Yiyuan to call the police and call an ambulance. Then he put away his cell phone, squatted down, and calmly checked Jing Su's injuries.
Most of the injuries were external, caused by punches and kicks.
However, Jingsu was stabbed in the abdomen, and he held it tightly with his hands. Blood flowed out, soaking the clothes on his abdomen, and spread on the ground like blooming flowers.
Mo Qing turned him over without changing his expression.
"you……"
In a daze, Jingsu felt someone moving him, but when he opened his mouth, the smell of blood came out of his throat, blocking the rest of his words.
He opened his eyes weakly.
The alley was dimly lit and everything was hazy. He half-opened his eyes and saw a girl squatting in front of him. A blade suddenly appeared on her finger, and she scratched her hand.
Blood dripped onto the three silver needles. The silver needles were stained with blood. The blood gradually seeped in and disappeared. After a while, the silver needles revealed a strange luster.
This scene was so fantastic that Jingsu was stunned and couldn't tell the difference between fiction and reality.
He seemed to see Mo Qing's face clearly.
At this time, a cool voice came down: "Are you still awake?"
Jingsu opened his mouth again.
However, this time, before he could say anything, a hand knife fell down. Before Jingsu completely lost consciousness, he cursed one word in his heart - fuck.
…
When Song Yiyuan rushed over, Mo Qing had already withdrawn the needle and was standing aside with his arms folded, leaning against the wall behind him. His entire body was shrouded in shadow.
"How did he..." Song Yiyuan ran out of breath. He glanced at Mo Qing, who was calm and composed, and then at Jing Su, who was covered in blood. He felt that the scene was extremely strange.
After a second's pause, he added lightly: "Like."
Mo Qing raised his eyebrows: "I can't die."
This is not a good description.
Song Yiyuan quickly squatted down beside Jing Su. When he saw the injury on Jing Su's abdomen, his heart sank. Then he tested Jing Su's breathing, and then he felt relieved.
Without any tools at hand, Song Yiyuan had no choice but to take some emergency measures. Fortunately, the ambulance arrived relatively quickly, and found them soon after, put Jingsu on a stretcher, and carried him to the hospital.
Song Yiyuan and Mo Qing naturally accompanied him.
The third hospital.
The wound on Jingsu's abdomen was not deep, but he had lost a lot of blood. The doctor on the bus had already notified the hospital and asked them to arrange the operating room. As soon as they arrived at the hospital entrance, they pushed Jingsu to the operating room in a hurry.
Song Yiyuan was a doctor and knew the seriousness of Jing Su's injury. He was worried from the moment he got in the car.
Mo Qing remained calm and calm: "He will be fine."
"He..." Song Yiyuan suddenly thought of something and stopped talking.
He was about to ask Mo Qing if he had done anything to Jing Su before he came. However, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the figure standing outside the operating room and froze suddenly.
It's Wen Yingxue.
As soon as he saw her, Song Yiyuan felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. With coldness in his eyes, he asked: "Why are you here?"
Wen Yingxue glanced at him without any surprise. A pair of beautiful eyes appeared on the mask, with a gentle smile and no lethality: "I am responsible for this operation."
"You can't operate on him." Song Yiyuan frowned.
Jingsu's injury was most likely caused by Wen Yingxue and his gang. Now Wen Yingxue will operate on Jingsu... Who knows what Wen Yingxue will do.
"I don't mind if you come," Wen Yingxue said calmly.
After a pause, Wen Yingxue lowered her head again, deliberately looked at Song Yiyuan's right hand, and then said slowly: "I forgot, your hand can't hold the scalpel anymore."
Song Yiyuan was shocked: "You——"
"Family members should not interfere with the surgeon."
A relatively strong male nurse came over and deliberately knocked Song Yiyuan.
Later, he told Song Yiyuan: "Her name is Wen Yingxue. She is a C-level doctor selected by EMO. In terms of surgical skills, she is ranked first in our hospital. She only comes here once on Saturday afternoons to perform one or two operations."
, you are in great luck."
He stood between Song Yiyuan and Wen Yingxue, like a wall.
Song Yiyuan and the male nurse looked at each other angrily.
When he punched the male nurse, his wrist was suddenly pinched, making it difficult for him to move. He turned his head and saw Mo Qing standing to one side, and was startled.
Someone in the operating room called "Doctor Wen". Wen Yingxue glanced at Song Yiyuan and Mo Qing, nodded politely, and then walked into the operating room unhurriedly.
The door was slowly closed.
After letting out a long breath, Song Yiyuan slowly released his fist and asked, "Why?"
"What a big deal." Mo Qing let go of his wrist, raised his eyelids, looked at the door of the operating room, and said lightly, "The big deal is that they will have to pay for it."
When she said this, her tone was the same as before, without even a slight change.
Song Yiyuan only felt a chill running down his spine.
When the burly male nurse heard this, he was filled with anger. He glared at Mo Qing angrily, meaning - the doctor worked hard to treat the patient, how dare you threaten the doctor?
Mo Qing glanced over with a cold look: "What are you looking at? I'll poke your eyes out later."
"..."
The male nurse subconsciously shrank his neck.
Damn, this girl is so fierce.
The male nurse was not involved in this operation, but had nothing else to do. After seeing that Song Yiyuan and Mo Qing were both bad friends, he was worried about Wen Yingxue's life, so he decided to act as a doorman at the door of the operating room, staring at the two of them defensively.
Mo Qing dragged Song Yiyuan to the side and waited for the operation to end.
After a while, Song Yiyuan calmed down and asked Mo Qing tentatively: "Were you kidding just now?"
Mo Qing replied: "No."
"No." Song Yiyuan had not forgotten Mo Qing's one-year observation period at this time, "Now is a society ruled by law, you can't do whatever you want. What's more, you are still in the observation period, and every move you make -"
Mo Qing asked: "If Jing Su is really dead and Wen Yingxue and Liang Xuzhi escape, the law will punish a few gangsters. Are you willing?"
"..."
Song Yiyuan lost his voice.
Are you willing?
Of course not.
His eyes were cold, and Mo Qing's tone was cool: "Now that you have met me, you must abide by my rules."
Song Yiyuan was shocked when he heard this.
The light in the corridor was cold white, with an icy tone and without a trace of warmth. When it fell on Mo Qing, it cast a layer of coldness. Song Yiyuan saw a decisive killing power in her body.
This was something he had never seen in her before.
She has been holding back this breath.
After swallowing, Song Yiyuan was stunned for a while. Because he couldn't disagree with Mo Qing, he chose to change the topic: "Prescription... No, where is the paper?"
"It's not on Jing Su's body." Mo Qing searched Jing Su's body and found nothing.
Song Yiyuan's heart sank.
Sure enough, he went for Isu's leather paper.
This further proves the person behind the scenes.
"The third group of people are sure that Jingsu doesn't know the whereabouts of the prescription and should give up. There has been no sign recently, so it shouldn't be them." Mo Qing analyzed, "Wen Yingxue is possible. Talk to Jingsu directly. If not, just ask Jingsu for help."
Let Jingsu's father take action. If that doesn't work, we'll follow him secretly and wait for Jingsu to come up with the prescription himself."
"She already got the prescription, why would she kill Xiang Jingsu?" Song Yiyuan was puzzled.
"You probably didn't intend to kill him," Mo Qing said, "Jing Su's stab wound didn't hit his vitals. If you wanted to let him die, it would have been more than one stabbing, and he wouldn't have been able to wait for us to save him."
"But Wen Yingxue is waiting here."
"Haven't you heard? She will be here every Saturday afternoon."
"So she won't necessarily kill Izuku?"
"It depends on her mood." Mo Qing said calmly, "Anyway, her purpose is to prepare the medicine, and there is no need to kill Jing Su. Besides, their purpose and actions have been guessed long ago, and they know this."
What she said makes sense.
Song Yiyuan realized that he was not calm and his mind was not very clear. He leaned his back against the wall, lowered his eyes, and suddenly realized that his disorder was just due to being irritated.
He was angered by Wen Yingxue.
——"Your hand can no longer hold the scalpel."
He was once an arrogant and proud man, belonging to a small group of people at the top of the medical world, but when he saw the dying student lying in a pool of blood, he was trembling.
As he approached Jingsu, he was shaking the whole time.
Because he couldn't pick up the scalpel and couldn't save anyone else.
Half a moment later, Mo looked at Song Yiyuan and saw him staring at his hands in a daze, so after thinking about it, he said, "Your hands can..." Treat.
The words are not finished yet.
Suddenly, several people came over. They were doctors and nurses. They were all young, like interns.
They gathered around the door of the operating room.
"Is this surgery performed by Dr. Wen?"
"I heard that the patient's condition was very dangerous. He was stabbed in the abdomen and lost a lot of blood. When he was brought in, there was only air coming out and no air coming in."
"Isn't that..."
"Director Liu was originally asked to come, but after hearing the patient's injuries, Director Liu asked Dr. Wen to take action."
"Doctor Wen is only eighteen years old, right?"
"Yes, you are a young genius with a bright future."
"I heard that she comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine and is very good at it. The professor of traditional Chinese medicine even came here to ask her questions."
…
Several young people were chattering and discussing Wen Yingxue. They were full of envy and admiration. They all praised and worshiped Wen Yingxue.
"Keep your voices down," the male nurse scolded.
The intern doctor quickly replied: "I know."
The male nurse said with a cold face: "Aren't you busy?"
"I just took a break. I came here specifically to see Dr. Wen."
"Yeah, I only come here one afternoon a week. It's too difficult to see her."
"Let's just take a look."
…
Several people lowered their voices, but did not leave. They gathered together to discuss this operation and Wen Yingxue.
After a while, another man in surgical clothes came over.
Everyone recognized him and shouted: "Director Liu."
Director Liu nodded to them, and then said to the male nurse, "I'll go in and study." After saying that, he asked someone to open the door of the operating room and walked in.
As everyone knows, his words of "learn" invisibly elevated Wen Yingxue and excited Wen Yingxue's little fans.
Mo Qing turned a deaf ear to these remarks, while Song Yiyuan got busy, completing the formalities, going through the procedures, and paying fees. After walking around and coming back, he found that the group of young fans were still there.
As a result, when the little fans heard about Mo Qing and Song Yiyuan's threat to Wen Yingxue, they were all on guard against them.
Every eye is filled with alerts and warnings.
Song Yiyuan was worried about Jing Su's injury and didn't pay attention to what they were doing.
"By the way," Song Yiyuan held a few sheets and walked to Mo Qing, "Did you do anything to Jing Su before I came over?"
He remembered that Mo Qing, the legendary miracle doctor, could do both Chinese medicine and Western medicine.
When a doctor sees a patient, he must do something.
Mo Qing said "Yeah": "Give him two injections."
Song Yiyuan was surprised: "Can acupuncture be used for trauma?"
"Yeah." Mo Qing said lazily, "Ordinary needles are useless. But my method can protect his life."
Hearing "protect his life", Song Yiyuan felt relieved, and half of the burden on his shoulders suddenly disappeared. He rolled his eyes and asked: "The one you stole?"
Mo tilted him: "That means returning things to their original owners."
"Okay, the property will be returned to its original owner." Song Yiyuan nodded, "Is there any difference?"
"It's hard to say."
"How to say?"
These people like to get to the bottom of things. Mo Qing frowned impatiently. At this moment, the door of the operating room suddenly opened, and Director Liu and Wen Yingxue walked out together.
Mo Qing and Song Yiyuan had not yet passed, and the onlookers passed by first.
"Director Liu, how was the operation?"
"Very successful. The patient is fine. He will recover after a while of cultivation." After Director Liu answered, he looked at Wen Yingxue with admiration, "You are to be feared in the future, and you are to be feared in the future."
Faced with such praise, Wen Yingxue did not express her position.
The young fans actively supported it.
"Is it true, this can be rescued?"
"Doctor Wen is so amazing."
"What else is Dr. Wen studying? He can just go to work at Imperial Hospital."
…
Wen Yingxue nodded to them, said a few more words to Director Liu, and then left alone. The little fans admired her, but she was as high as a flower on the high mountain, and they did not dare to get too close.
Song Yiyuan sneered at the compliments of these people, but had no time to care and ran to see Jing Su.
Mo Qing followed closely behind.
Jingsu was sent to the general ward and woke up within two hours.
Moreover, his body, which should be weak, is inexplicably energetic.
"Teacher Song..." Jing Su saw Song Yiyuan at first glance, then glanced around and saw Mo Qing standing a little behind, and shouted, "Mo..."
Mo Qing didn't wait for him to finish speaking and said, "Open your mouth."
Jingsu opened his mouth subconsciously.
The next second, Mo Qing flicked his finger, and a black pill popped out and fell directly into Jing Su's mouth. Jing Su was surprised, but the pill melted in his mouth and he couldn't even taste it.
