Chapter 8 Performing surgery on him personally

"Drive your car carefully."

Wen Ni coldly tossed out a sentence.

Then she tore off a piece of her shirt hem and tied it tightly to Lu Jinye's wound, which finally helped to stop the bleeding slightly!

She buried herself in her work, completely absorbed.

He had lost too much blood and was pale; his slightly closed eyes reflected only her serious and aloof face.

"Shit! We can't create enough distance!" Qin Yuan said anxiously.

"Useless, let me drive."

Wen Ni coldly cursed.

"...Okay." Qin Yuan obediently swallowed her anger.

The car behind was less than 100 meters away.

Wen Ni stepped onto the armrest box with one foot and gripped the steering wheel. As Qin Yuan jumped into the passenger seat, she had already steadily taken her seat in the driver's seat!

"Everyone, sit tight."

With that, Wen Ni smoothly turned the steering wheel, and the car suddenly drifted. Before Qin Yuan could even fasten his seatbelt, his face was slammed against the car window...

The speedometer was pointing to the top, and the accelerator was already blasted to the maximum!

"pretty!"

Once outside the city, the cars behind couldn't keep up with Wen Ni's speed at all.

At this moment, Qin Yuan doubted himself: I might really be a useless person...

"Check how far the nearest hospital is?" Wen Ni looked at the densely packed country roads leading to the village ahead.

"The People's Hospital in the suburbs is 10 kilometers away."

Qin Yuan instantly transformed into a junior assistant, answering decisively.

"What about village and township health clinics?"

"...500 meters."

Wen Ni slammed on the brakes and stopped right in front of the clinic.

"No, can this place treat gunshot wounds?" Qin Yuan asked skeptically.

"At least it has basic medical equipment and medicine." Wen Ni turned off the car and glared at Qin Yuan before getting out. "Otherwise, let Lu Jinye bleed to death in the car. You choose!"

"..."

He was just questioning her a little: Why is this girl so short-tempered?

Qin Yuan didn't dare to delay, so he helped Lu Jinye out of the car and dragged him to the police station.

The village clinic had never seen anything like this before!

A doctor on the night shift and a nurse, holding the instruments, were both too afraid to make a move!

"We've never treated gunshot wounds before!"

"Also, where did you get injured? What happened? We need to report this truthfully!"

"How about I call the hospital downtown and ask them to send a car to pick us up? The medical facilities and technology downtown are definitely better than here..."

The two of them were incredibly noisy, but they absolutely refused to make a move for Lu Jinye.

Qin Yuan was so angry that he wanted to pull out a knife and hold it to their necks to coerce or entice them!

Just as I was about to do that, Wen Ni came in again.

She had changed into a white coat at some point, and was wearing a head covering, goggles, a mask, and gloves all over her body.

“Lu Jinye’s injury can’t be delayed any longer. I’ll be the surgeon, and you two will assist me.” Wen Ni raised her eyelids and looked at Qin Yuan. “As for you, go outside and wait.”

"You!? You want me to entrust Master Lu's life entirely to you? Absolutely not!"

Qin Yuan stared wide-eyed, shaking her head in disbelief.

Putting aside the fact that this is their first meeting, she looks quite young. What kind of medical skills could she possibly have? Even if she does know a little, she's probably just a novice!

"OK."

Wen Ni glanced at him indifferently, crossed her arms, and leaned against the stretcher. "Then you wait here for the people from the city hospital. Let's see if they arrive faster, or if death arrives faster!"

"you……"

"Qin Yuan".

On the stretcher, Lu Jinye, who had been unconscious, opened his eyes. His face was pale and sickly, but his eyes were clear and bright.

"go out."

“But Master Lu, she…” Qin Yuan clenched his fists nervously, but faced with Lu Jinye’s order, he finally gritted his teeth and looked at Wen Ni, “If something happens to Master Lu, you won’t survive either!”

After uttering those harsh words, Qin Yuan stormed out, lifting the curtain with an aggressive air.

Wen Ni didn't take his attitude to heart.

She gripped the scalpel again, her lowered eyes meeting Lu Jinye's dark, deep gaze.

"Don't worry, with me here, you won't die."

Her cold, aloof, and even somewhat arrogant words made him involuntarily twitch his lips and slowly close his eyes...

In the dimly lit and cramped makeshift operating room, everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.

"Traction device".

"Hemostats".

The girl's clear and steady voice rang out again and again.

The on-duty doctor and nurses stood by her side, carefully handing her each instrument. Their initial fear turned to genuine surprise and admiration!

She is indeed very skilled. Such a decisive and efficient technique cannot be mastered in less than three to five years!

Judging by her age, she's only in her early twenties...

This must be what they call talent!

As they were thinking, Wen Ni had already finished sewing the last stitch with practiced ease!

"Finish."

She examined the stitches closely, as if admiring a work of art. Her gaze, however, was drawn to the numerous, winding scars of varying sizes etched across the man's upper body.

Whip marks, knife and gun wounds, bullet wounds, the most serious being a penetrating wound on his right chest, but fortunately all of them were old wounds.

Just as she expected, Lu Jinye's identity was not simply that of a celebrity!

Even his personal bodyguard Qin Yuan was not very bright, but he was very skilled. Every punch and kick he made carried the ruthlessness unique to martial artists!

Her mind raced, and the sleeping man's fingers trembled slightly.

It seems the anesthetic effect has worn off.

Or perhaps it was because her gaze upon him was too intense.

He slowly regained consciousness, his voice hoarse and groggy as he asked, "What's your name?"

Wen Ni remained silent.

She simply turned around and took off her blood-stained white gloves.

"Give him the anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving injections. Change the dressing on the wound every two hours, and be sure to disinfect it when changing the dressing to absolutely prevent secondary infection after the operation. If the police come in a while, hand them the bullet; the police can find out the gun model."

"Yes, I understand!"

The nurse carefully and cautiously held the blood-stained bullet in the tray with both hands!

After giving all her instructions, Wen Ni didn't look at Lu Jinye again, nor did she answer his questions. She slowly took off her white coat and turned to leave the operating room.

As soon as Wen Ni stepped out the door, she bumped into Qin Yuan, who had been waiting at the door.

"How is he? Has Master Lu woken up? How badly is he injured?" Qin Yuan asked anxiously.

"A penetrating gunshot wound, fortunately without damaging any major organs, but there was some blood loss."

"Thank goodness..."

Hearing Wen Ni's words, Qin Yuan finally felt relieved. Seemingly remembering his poor attitude before the surgery, he glanced at Wen Ni somewhat awkwardly, then turned away and stammered, "Thank you..."

"Huh? What did you say?"

"I mean... I didn't realize you were studying medicine! Which school did you go to? Not only can you perform surgery, but you can also remove bullets? Your professors have quite a wide range of expertise, hahaha..."

Qin Yuan made conversation, rubbing his nose rather awkwardly.

"China Medical University." Wen Ni smiled, in a good mood.

"No wonder you're so amazing! You actually went to Huaguo Medical University? That's one of the top medical schools in the country! What year were you in?"

Qin Yuan was surprised by her abilities and couldn't help but ask her a few more questions.

"Oh, I haven't officially enrolled yet."

"..."

Qin Yuan opened his mouth, feeling like he'd been tricked again.

However, in the blink of an eye, Wen Ni had already reached the entrance of the clinic and was preparing to leave.

"How are you going to get home alone in the middle of the night? Wait a little longer until my men arrive, then I'll have someone take you back to the city!" Qin Yuan shouted, craning his neck.