He Jingxian lay motionless on Zhang Xudong, with blood all over Zhang Xudong's face.
Zhang Xudong realized that he had been ambushed and shot. The silly girl He Jingxian had blocked the bullet for him.
Zhang Xudong didn't have time to think about it. He immediately took the unconscious He Jingxian and hid in the space and put He Jingxian on his bed.
The enemy must still be nearby, so let's get safe first. Anyway, no matter who they are, no matter how many there are, they're all going to die today, so whether the secret is exposed or not doesn't matter.
Zhang Xudong hurriedly checked the place where He Jingxian was shot and found that the bullet was located in her back and was stuck in her ribs, breaking one of her ribs.
Zhang Xudong used a silver needle to stop He Jingxian's bleeding, and then took out a piece of ginseng that was more than 200 years old from the medicine cabinet in the clinic and stuffed it into He Jingxian's mouth, asking her to hold it to replenish some energy and stay alive.
Zhang Xudong only started to pay attention to the situation outside after seeing that He Jingxian was no longer in danger.
At the place where the gunshot was heard, a thin man in his thirties with shifty eyes was holding a box of tortoise shells and was staring blankly at the place where he was roasting rabbits.
Two living people disappeared right before his eyes, and he said he encountered a ghost in broad daylight?
Zhang Xudong saw that the man was the skinny guy who was with Scar. How did this guy escape?
Zhang Xudong's hair stood on end when he saw his enemy, and he was extremely angry. There is a road to heaven, but you don't take it. There is no door to hell, but you come to it.
Zhang Xudong flashed out of the space, and in front of the thin man's horrified gaze, he took out his turtle box and smashed it at the thin ghost's head.
Zhang Xudong was a little distrustful of his shooting skills, and since he didn't feel relieved by hitting people with objects after shooting, he threw the turtle box in his hand at them.
The tortoise box smashed into the skinny guy's head. The tortoise box was a heavy iron thing weighing over two kilograms. In his rage, Zhang Xudong used all his strength. The tortoise box smashed into the skinny guy's head, and it made peach blossoms bloom.
The skinny guy's head was smashed open, and he twitched a few times before he died. He couldn't understand until his death why he had provoked this evil star. He had money and a gun, so wouldn't it be better for him to live in secret?
Seeing that the thin man was already dead, Zhang Xudong had no time to bother with him and told him to quickly reincarnate as a mule.
Zhang Xudong flashed into the space. He wanted to perform surgery on He Jingxian and remove the bullet.
The west wing of his own space contained a set of surgical equipment, forming a small operating room. It was a gift from his grandfather in his previous life when he graduated from five years of clinical medicine.
This set of equipment was relatively simple at the time, but now it is probably better than the equipment in the city hospital.
Besides, my five years of studying clinical medicine were not in vain. The surgeries I performed during my internship alone are beyond the reach of the doctors in the current county hospital.
Zhang Xudong carefully disinfected the operating room and various equipment, and carried He Jingxian to the operating table.
He Jingxian was still unconscious, so Zhang Xudong had her lie on the operating table and carefully examined the wound. Fortunately, the bullet had penetrated directly, leaving no lacerations.
Zhang Xudong checked the wound and took his pulse to see if any organs were injured.
This was awkward. Not only did his mind show the state of the bullet within He Jingxian's body, but it also displayed the body's internal and external dimensions, weight, and all its organs and tissues. It even came with its own explanation, clearly explaining its function, dimensions, and existing problems. This was far superior to a X-ray machine, and he could carry it with him.
Zhang Xudong had no time to think about anything else, focusing on the bullet's tip. If the bullet had penetrated just three millimeters deeper, He Jingxian would have been dead. He wouldn't be able to face He Dapao.
Once the situation was clarified, the operation became simple. Zhang Xudong took only an hour to remove the bullet and reattach the ribs.
After bandaging the wound, he saw that He Jingxian had not woken up yet, so he gave her an IV drip and some anti-inflammatory drugs.
After thinking about it, he took out another bone-penetrating pill from his own home, dissolved it in half a bowl of space well water, and poured it into He Jingxian's mouth.
After exhausting all possible means, Zhang Xudong finally breathed a sigh of relief. Sitting next to him, he looked at He Jingxian with a bit of fear. This little girl almost lost her life for him!
I was a little carried away and became too proud of myself. I lost all vigilance and let the little girl block the bullet for me.
Looking at He Jingxian lying on the operating table, Zhang Xudong felt a little awkward, wondering if there was anything he hadn't done yet.
After thinking about it, I realized that I forgot to put clothes on her. I was in a hurry just now and didn't pay attention to how to take off her clothes, but now I feel a little reluctant to put clothes on her again.
When I was interning at the hospital, this was the nurse's job, but where can I find a nurse now? I thought about covering it with a sheet first. In case the liquid is finished and the patient wakes up, it will save trouble.
Zhang Xudong wrote a sheet for He Jingxian and left the space. He searched around the thin man's body and found a package.
The package contained several pieces of clothing, eight gold bars, and some banknotes. Zhang Xudong threw all these things into the backpack and handed them over to the police later.
Seeing that there was nothing else to do, Zhang Xudong ate half a roasted rabbit to fill his stomach, and then entered the space again.
The bottle of liquid was almost finished, but He Jingxian showed no signs of waking up. Zhang Xudong took her pulse again. Besides being a little weak, was there anything else wrong? So why wasn't she waking up?
After the liquid finished dripping and the needle was pulled out, Zhang Xudong pinched his nose and eyes to put clothes on the little girl.
This little body was like a blank slate, and there was nothing to hide. After dressing the little girl, Zhang Xudong prepared himself mentally.
Zhang Xudong cleaned He Jingxian up and brought her out of the dimension. He then inserted acupuncture into He Jingxian's Ren Zhong acupoint, but it didn't work. She didn't wake up. He then inserted acupuncture into Bai Hui acupoint, but that didn't work either.
It’s not possible to use Fengchi.
It’s not possible to pierce the Yin Tang.
Puncture on Hegu doesn’t work.
………………
Zhang Xudong pricked the girl's acupuncture points over a dozen times in a row, but failed to wake her up. Finally, the magician lay on the ground, with no more tricks.
Zhang Xudong looked at the unconscious He Jingxian with a worried frown. How could he explain this to his family?
He just came to deliver two puppies, but he was shot and fell into a coma. This is unacceptable!
I looked at the clock. It was almost four in the afternoon. Hey, we should take him to the hospital. We can't just leave him at home and let him suffer, right? That way, He Dapao wouldn't have to chop the dumplings himself.
Zhang Xudong immediately took action, putting He Jingxian back into his bedroom and laying her on the bed. He then picked up the backpack, carried the thin man's body, and hurried down the mountain.
Zhang Xudong would never put the skinny guy into the space, so as not to let this pickled guy dirty the space.
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