If Xu Qing hadn't arrived in time, the shot to the chest would have killed Jiang Siyu. Now he had snatched a wife back from the Lord of Hell, and after treating the two gunshot wounds on his right chest and left waist, the remaining one was on his left shoulder.
The bullet pierced the bloody hole, and the bullet pierced the flesh of the blade and flew to an unknown place. The bullet did not damage the muscles and bones at all, so it was inevitable that the pain would last for a while.
Phew! Xu Qing used her inner strength to clean up the congestion in Jiang Siyu's body. She took back her palms with a sigh of relief. She stood up and suddenly felt dizzy. She shook her head a few times to wake up her groggy head a little.
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A semi-sacred warrior is also made of flesh and blood. The continuous consumption of internal energy made Xu Qing feel more tired than ever before. It was like an old wall clock that had been unwound. It was difficult to move. He dragged his tired body to the stretcher.
Next to the car, the doctor, who was waiting miserably, immediately handed over the certificate in his hand.
Xu Qing took the certificate and put it in his pocket, and whispered: "The bullet has been taken out and the wound in her body has been sealed. Give her some blood to sew up the wound. It's best to do a check-up!"
The male doctor nodded his head hard, and his neck bones made a soft snap. He stood aside and waited for more than half an hour, and his neck was sore from standing there.
Xu Qing stepped aside and waved the stretcher cart over. He took a look at the ground. Yi Zhiyan had been carried away at some point, leaving only a pool of fresh blood. He could seal specific acupuncture points with Guigu's pulse-cutting hand.
It causes pain all over the body like millions of ants gnawing at it, until the pain leads to death. If an ordinary person can withstand it for five minutes, he is considered a master with extremely strong willpower. I think the guy who hurt Jiang Siyu is already dead.
Medical staff were not the only ones in the corridor. Du Feng and more than a dozen criminal police officers who came after hearing the news were standing at the corner of the corridor. They were also accompanied by the Tang family's father and son and Professor Gu Yun. Jiang Siyu's injury affected everyone's heart.
, they consciously did not come forward to disturb Xu Qing as he healed Jiang Siyu. This was not only a sign of trust, but also a hope.
The medical staff quickly put Jiang Siyu on the stretcher and pushed it over. Xu Qing dragged his heavy steps and silently followed the car, just walking forward with mechanical steps. He seemed to be a silent person.
The puppet turned a deaf ear no matter who spoke to him. Gradually, fewer people spoke to him, and more people followed him...
Jiang Siyu was sent for several examinations, and the results surprised all the doctors who participated in the examination. Not only did the three gunshot wounds on the patient's body stop bleeding, there was no trace of congestion left in her body, and there were no traces of broken wounds.
The blood vessels were blocked by a layer of mucous membrane-like material, and now there are signs of healing. As Xu Qing said, just give her some blood and suture the wound.
Xu Qing never left Jiang Siyu's side. From the examination to the blood transfusion and suture, and then to the ward, he accompanied her every step of the way. No matter who spoke to him, he would not answer and would just watch quietly.
Jiang Siyu was lying on the hospital bed. He lay beside the bed and fell asleep unconsciously. In fact, he was already exhausted mentally and physically after helping the woman heal her wounds. He could barely hold on until the woman finished the examination and sutured the wound.
Entering the ward, he remained silent just to save a little bit of energy, since he didn't need to hold on anymore.
Tang Qingsheng took two steps forward and came to Xu Qing's side. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the top of his godson's head, and sighed in a low voice: "Oh! The man who fights with iron is exhausted, so why bother!" He didn't know that Xu Qing was with him.
The ambiguous relationship between Jiang Siyu and Jiang Siyu, I just thought that my godson ended up in such a situation because he was trying to save people, I really didn't deserve it for him.
Tang Guobin took two steps forward and stood next to his father. He lowered his voice and said, "It's not hard. This kid is just a playboy. To him, the person lying on the bed is not just the newly appointed police chief."
Tang Qingsheng frowned slightly and soon felt relieved. He glanced at his son and whispered, "You stay with Qingzi. I'll go back to the company to take care of some things. If you need anything, just call me."
Tang Group is a listed company, and the decision-making power of major company events is in the hands of Tang Qingsheng alone. The news of his arrest has already spread throughout the company. If the negative impact cannot be eliminated in time, a series of side effects will soon occur, such as
Explain that the stock market is in the morning, so he must go back to the company today, even if he just shows up.
Tang Guobin shook his head and said: "I'm a little worried about letting you go back to the company alone. Let's do this. I'll call Alo Abao now and ask them to come pick you up."
"Yes! I listen to you." Tang Qingsheng nodded, raised his hand and patted his son on the shoulder, with a happy smile on his face. In his opinion, no amount of wealth can compare to his son's caring words.
Words, at his age, there is nothing more gratifying than the filial piety of his children.
Tang Guobin smiled slightly and said: "Dad, please sit down for a while. I'll go out and smoke a cigarette. I'll call Aloabao over by the way." As he spoke, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and held it in his mouth, then turned and left.
In the ward, he not only wanted to smoke, but also smoked people. Not long ago, he confirmed something through an acquaintance in the city bureau. Du Feng was accompanied by several members of the task force.
In the corridor outside the ward, Du Feng looked at Lin Xinhe opposite with a sullen face. After two minutes, he lowered his voice and asked, "Comrade Xiao Lin, you should know now why I asked you to let Tang Qingsheng go, right?"
Lin Xinhe nodded and said: "I know that Tang Qingsheng is backed by the Chinese Wuhun Special Forces. Most people would not dare to touch him even if they have evidence..."
"Wrong!" Du Feng interrupted Lin Xinhe's words and said in a deep voice: "Do you still want to find some clues on him? Don't blame me for not reminding you, there are some taboos when handling cases in Jiangcheng.
It's best not to touch it. If you try to take advantage of Tang Qingsheng again, the consequences will be serious. Don't blame me for not warning you, do you understand?"
"Understood!" Lin Xinhe replied decisively, but in his heart he disagreed with Du Feng's words. When the executive deputy director goes to the provincial department to take office tomorrow, no one in Jiangcheng can yell in front of him.
Du Feng said solemnly: "Okay, I know you may not be convinced even if you complain. Yi Zhiyan has just been confirmed to be dead, and his clue has been completely cut off. You should find a way to call that man Inoue Shiro as soon as possible.
If you catch the guy and bring him to justice, that’s a big fish.”
Lin Xinhe raised his brows and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Du Ding, I have got some good clues now, and I will be able to arrest Shiro Inoue as soon as possible."
Du Feng waved his hand and said: "It's just grandiosity to talk nice without actual actions. I hope to hear good news from you. Take your people back and avoid trouble if you stay for a long time."
Lin Xinhe didn't say anything more, turned around and gestured to his two subordinates standing not far away, and the three of them walked quickly towards the elevator.