He seemed to be in a hurry. Fang Zong didn't put on airs and stood up, preparing to leave Zhao Changle's bar.
But at that moment, a loud 'bang' rang out in the clinic, and Lin Qiaoyu staggered out. Immediately afterwards, a man with a fist the size of a bowl walked out.
Sparks flew from the man's fist as he smashed the clinic door open with a single punch, yelling at the top of his lungs, "Assistant General Fang Zong, I order you to come out immediately!"
"An order?" Fang Zong smiled, not in a hurry to leave.
He joined the FBI and the Ghostbusters not to curry favor with anyone. Doctors who heal and save lives must have medical ethics and also receive the respect they deserve from their patients.
Fang Zong, holding a glass of wine, stood shoulder to shoulder with Zhao Changle, observing the man with a smile through the stained glass door of the bar.
But soon, a hand reached out from a stretcher, and a weak roar escaped: "The Dharma... cough cough, the Binding of Light!"
Fang Zong's expression immediately changed.
Forget about being angry with this man, Fang Zong pushed open the door and went out. Ignoring the middle-aged man, he broke free from his restraints and slipped to a stop next to the stretcher.
It was indeed Lux, the Lady of Luminosity. Moreover, Lux's body was cleanly severed three inches above her abdomen. If it weren't for the protective layer of luminous membrane, her intestines would have spilled out onto the ground.
"How did you get this?" Fang Zong asked, extending his hand toward Lin Qiaoyu. "Alcohol."
When Lux saw Fang Zong, she seemed relieved and gave a weak smile: "There was an exchange meeting with the East. Commander Peter wanted me to bring you something, so he sent me. It's my own fault for being so ambitious, thinking I could save face for you and help the North China branch of the relevant department of the East with some matters, but... as you can see, I capsized in the gutter. The North China branch said I was beyond saving, but I said you could save me!"
"Don't refer to yourself as a subordinate, it's unnecessary."
Fang Zong shook his head and took the alcohol from Lin Qiaoyu's hand. Don't let Lin Qiaoyu's usual aloof demeanor fool you; she's quite shrewd and brought all the iodine in the clinic.
Each bottle contains 300 milliliters, and there are more than twenty bottles in total.
Fang Zong crushed the bottle, and the dragon's yang energy rose up, burning the splashed alcohol into a cloud of mist that floated in mid-air.
"Your wound is too rotten; it needs to be disinfected first. Can you bear the pain?"
Fang Zong asked a question, and before Lux could answer, he pressed the alcohol vapor onto her.
Lux let out a sharp scream, but Fang Zong's use of his male energy prevented her from fainting.
"Bear with it, conserve your power. If your power is cut off for three seconds, you're dead!" Fang Zong's voice was magnetic, with a hint of seduction—it was his bewitching voice ability.
This ability, which he had never used before, actually calmed Lux down. He used a scalpel to cut away the rotten flesh and pulled out a thread of energy, which wrapped around Lux's bones and carefully seeped into the bone marrow inside her spine.
"The most important thing is my bones, sir. I don't want to become crippled!" Lux bit her lip until it turned white.
"It's alright, don't worry, I'm here. You remember when I reattached Peter's arm, right? I'm here." Fang Zong said softly.
First, the spine—that was incredibly difficult, ten times harder than reattaching an arm. Fang Zong carefully stitched it up, while Lux needed to maintain the light barrier to continue protecting her. Fang Zong kept talking to Lux, offering her the greatest comfort.
Finally, the vertebrae were stitched up!
Lux moved her long legs and almost cried out, "Sir, it's alright, I can move! I don't have to be a paralyzed person anymore! Sir, you're the only one in the whole world who can suture bones and marrow!"
"Don't flatter me!"
Fang Zong relaxed, and the remaining suturing of the muscles and skin was very simple, and it was completed in thirty seconds.
Apart from a small, fine wound on her lower abdomen, Lux showed no signs of injury whatsoever.
"You are still very weak and need to rest. By the way, don't worry about the scar. Once you've fully healed, just get rid of my male yang energy, and your skin will be very smooth."
Fang Zong chuckled and casually wrapped a wisp of Lux's aura around his finger.
Zhao Changle noticed Fang Zong's fingers, raised her delicate eyebrows slightly, and leaned closer to whisper, "He's not easy to deal with."
"We'll talk about it later." Fang Zong looked towards his clinic.
Lin Qiaoyu's parents had already come out of the clinic. Her eyes flashed with a dark, fierce intensity as she stared at the man, but she still protected her parents and remained motionless.
Xue Nuo also came out, carrying two curved swords in one hand and munching on an ice cream in the other.
Just then, the roar of a car engine came from afar, and it soon arrived nearby.
Old Man Meng jumped out of the sports car driven by a young man, clutching his chest as if he was about to vomit, and quickly waved his hands: "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!"
"Fire Fist Gongsun Ke from the North China Regional Headquarters! Uncle Meng, if you say it's a misunderstanding, then it's a rather big one."
Xue Nuo munched on her ice cream, swinging her scimitar in her hand: "Others may be afraid of Fire Fist Gongsun, but Xiao Ran and I aren't. Uncle Meng, he came to our teammate's house and started causing trouble, tearing down the house. If neither I nor Fang Zong were there, and he beat up Fang Zong's henchman Ling Gui, were he going to go after Fang Zong's elders too?"
"This..." Gongsun Ke clenched his fist tightly.
How reckless of you! This is Fang Zong's home!
Even if Fang Zong is just a support general with a much lower status than him, it is still a big taboo for him to run wild in someone else's home!
Gongsun Ke snorted and said angrily, "In times of emergency, one must act expediently. I only asked Fang Zong to save people! As the auxiliary general of our Ghost-Slaying Team, Fang Zong should be dutiful and obey orders 24 hours a day! If we can't find him in a crisis, what's wrong with me beating a ghost?"
"Can't find me?" Fang Zong was stunned for a moment, then took out his phone.
The screen was completely black because the FBI had given him a phone with super-long battery life, so he hadn't charged it and it shut down due to lack of power.
But what does this have to do with you demolishing my house?
Fang Zong walked over to the other stretchers and found two more wounded people. Their injuries were not as serious as Lux's, but they were also barely clinging to life.
"Xiao Zong, look..." Old Meng pointed to the two wounded men, "How about we save them first?"
Fang Zong nodded: "Doctors have the hearts of parents."
Upon hearing this, Gongsun Ke's expression relaxed slightly.
He only thought Fang Zong was a support-type military general, not someone to be treated with respect, and that giving orders would suffice. He never expected Fang Zong's medical skills to be so superb, which clearly changed his status.
He was willing to save people, and after he finished, he turned around and left!
To put it bluntly, Fang Zong is nothing more than a minor support-type general.
Gongsun Ke waved his hand, and someone brought a chair from Fang Zong's clinic. He sat down with an air of authority and said domineeringly, "Let's save the person!"
Fang Zongbai glanced over:
What did you say?
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