Liu Zhiwei was in an even worse state, with more than a dozen wounds on his body. He was lying on the sofa groaning and looked extremely weak.

He was already old, and coupled with the extreme fright he had just suffered, plus his injuries, he was nearly half dead from running all that way.

One of the guards was a doctor, and he offered to treat everyone's wounds.

He brought a scalpel and alcohol-soaked gauze from his home and walked up to Liu Zhiwei.

"Chairman, let me remove the steel ball from inside you first. It might hurt a little, so please bear with it!"

Liu Zhiwei nodded weakly.

The doctor used scissors to cut open the clothes around the wound, and his expression immediately turned grim when he saw the wound itself. The wound had already become necrotic due to the extremely low temperature.

We don't know the internal condition yet; under current medical conditions, the only solution is to remove the necrotic tissue.

But there's no anesthesia right now, so we just have to tough it out!

"Oh dear~"

A pig-like scream came from Liu Zhiwei's mouth. Without anesthesia, the intense pain stimulated his nerves. Although the cold weather had numbed his limbs, the excruciating pain was still unbearable for an ordinary person.

The injured people nearby turned pale as they looked at Liu Zhiwei's disgusted expression. The thought that they would be treated the same way later terrified them.

However, the one who felt the most pain at this moment was Liu Zhiwei. Others had been hit by one bullet, but he had been hit by more than a dozen.

After removing five marbles in succession, Liu Zhiwei fainted from the pain.

Then he was awakened by intense pain, and this happened three times. After the last marble was removed, Liu Zhiwei collapsed limply onto the sofa.

At this moment, he had more than a dozen wounds all over his body, all of which had had bad flesh removed. It looked terrifying and shocking.