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The next moment, the reputation of the whole scene were he suddenly pulled over, soft body heavy hit man shoulders.
His hard bones, muscles, so Yu Jing hit in the past, just feel every time he knocked the whole thing to fall apart. After insignificant twist from the pain, not figure out how it happened, he turned to protect the back of a she, "Bang -" a sound in the ears.
"Sir!" Solemn Li He heard, is gunfire. Opposite holding a gun positive people dying on the spot were solemnly headshot, eyes sudden violent death, looking grim.
King Fitch standing there, looking at this picture, the body biting cold.
She became a doctor, also be used to see life and death, but there is such a person and true was killed in front of their own, or be overawed.
"Sir!" Solemn still a lingering fear, holding a gun ran, "how?"
"Small problem." Yu Zeyao whispered back.
Jing Yu heard this sound, to collect myself. She is only now at this time, man has been frowning over his own position in the lower abdomen. The gurgle of blood, his body has been through the sweatshirt, constantly flow out from the crevices, shocking.
Her heart under the shock of the earthquake again. Looked at his eyes, a little puzzled, thoughtful, but also moving and shocking.
Bullets do not have eyes, at any time may be his life.
He can just ......
"Sir, you're hurt." Solemn opening in the side, interrupted her thoughts.
"First on the bus." Solemn talk with Yu Zeyao. The sound is very weak, eyes turned toward King reputation, with palpitation see her motionless thought she was scared, put a softer voice, "Freeze, and I arrange for someone to take you home."
"I do not go back." Fitch answered a God King, took the phone fast turn, "I go with us to the hospital. I now call to the teacher, so that the department was ready for the operating room."
Jing Yu said already dialing the phone number. But the phone has not been called, he has been solemnly stopped, "Miss King, we are subject to Mr. gunshot wounds, inconvenience occurs in the hospital."
King Yu stunned moment, then nodded, seems to answer the solemn words, deemed himself, "Yes, indeed it is. If you go to the hospital now is gunshot wounds, police will check into the past. And you also just yet ...... kill people ...... "
She looked at the corpse lying not far away, still winced. Jing Yu always felt just a gunfight black Shu Road fights.
"That can not go to the hospital, how it hurt to do? He must hurry to do deal with! Moment can not delay!" King reputation at the moment really glad this shot did not hit the artery. Otherwise, the consequences could be disastrous.
"Miss King, first on the bus, this is not the place to stay long." Solemn eyes hold more lax Yu Zeyao.
Jing Yu to see him getting a face bloodless, without a moment's delay, quickly walked over to the car. No, trot past. Ran all the way in front of Cheng En, "styptic powder on board ready to do? Clean gauze, is there? Anti-inflammatory drugs do? These are you?"
She asked several questions after another, highlights her anxiety at the moment.
"Every." Cheng En quick pulls out complete kits from the trunk. Jing Yu looked at the familiar things, a little relieved.But, he did not even have the car at any time with these things, we can imagine, really as he said, his world, full of danger and bloody.
Was thinking of the time, he had solemnly escorted barely Yu Zeyao got some sense. Jing Yu to go in, Grace Cheng said:. "Miss King, still these things to me and solemnly it, you sit in the front row watching it."
Jing Yu said: "I am a doctor, I assure you, these are my professional thing to do."
"But before Mr. injured he was solemn and I helped him emergency treatment."
"......" King Cheng Yu know grace is his own heart has a strong vigilance. She did not know how their days of tension, so they do not understand such careful. But now we can not drag on, just nodded, ready to sit in the front.
"Let her come." Rang from the car at the moment, Yu Zeyao voice.
Fitch down to see the King, and his eyes touch the positive. He looked at her, "Get in, do not run around."
Cheng grace and solemn as one, solemn jaw, and King Yu said:. "Miss King, Mr. then we will give you trouble you take good care of him."
"Only the first step to stop bleeding, you must immediately contact the hospital removed the bullet for the job." King reputation reminder.
Cheng En handed her the medicine cabinet, "rest assured that Miss King, on the train it."
Listen Cheng En say, a slightly wider view reputation dessert. On the bus, she will be Yu Zeyao of hands from the lower abdomen, the gurgle of blood flow out, she took a deep breath, quickly grabbed the scissors on him to cut sweatshirt. Poliaogedong on the lower abdomen, shocking.
Fitch background crisp sprinkled powder to it, the gauze into the hole, skilled movements to give him emergency treatment.
Car speeding on the street.
Yu Zeyao by sitting there just because of excessive bleeding, now some dizziness. He half whole family in mind, looking at her taut profile, mind trance, as if they saw a flash of her five years ago.
2o-year-old she was.
"You're dealing with these injuries is very skilled." He said with emotion, tone weak. Compared to five years ago, she is indeed much to be proficient.
"I've also treated gunshot wound." King reputation back. Without looking up.
"Ah, you know." Yu Zeyao should.
King looked up this reputation, "you know?"
Yu Zeyao did not respond, but meaningful lips twitched. Jing Yu think this man the more mysterious and magical wand. Like her, he is crystal clear.
She wound treatment well, and scratched his palms, and coolness that made her frown, urging the sound in front of the driver, "drive faster!"
The driver immediately step on the gas.
"Cold?" King asked reputation.
"A little."
Jing Yu to hand out from his palm. However, he has five fingers tightened abruptly, her hands wrapped around her hand. She surprised a moment, just to save people eager, did not notice two people holding hands. Moment realized that aggravated the hands of a little force.
See he did not let go easily, micro embarrassed her opening:. "You first release me, I'll find you something to cover it."
Yuze Yao did not immediately let go, but rather ask: "? This matter today, count I saved your life."
"I am considered, but ......"
"But what?"
"I caught this danger can be, is not implicated by you today really opened my eyes, if I'm here lost their lives, most of the responsibility is yours." She looked at him with clear eyes.
Yu Zeyao laugh, let go of her hand, "I have this half-dead, you also responsibility in my lap, it does not look like the thankful."
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