Di Bao bit her lip, tears streaming down her face. Di Aotian wiped them away, the tears burning his hands. He felt heartbroken. "She's already on the plane. It'll be here soon."
Di Shenhan just stood there motionless, his whole body tense.
I have never seen her like this before. In the past, they would get anxious when she was angry, let alone cry.
A tear from Dibao is more valuable than a diamond, and it makes the brothers feel so heavy in their chests that they can hardly control themselves.
Apparently, Di Bao was crying not because of himself, but because of the injured Si Minghan...
Dibao's hands on his legs were shaking, as if he couldn't calm down.
Di Aotian held his hand in his palm and said, "Abao, it won't happen. I promise you."
"Is the doctor that Brother found reliable?" Dibao asked.
"Are you still not confident in my brother's people? They are all top medical experts."
"But there is only my third brother who is a miracle doctor! And... Si Minghan doesn't respond to anesthetics, so what should we do? The bullet is so deep, if we don't use anesthetics... I want to go and see..." Di Bao couldn't imagine the pain and got out of bed in a hurry.
Due to excessive excitement, his head shook violently, pain hit him, his vision went black, and he fell down -
"Abao!" Di Aotian hugged the limp body nervously.
Di Bao fainted, and Di Shenhan called a doctor to examine her.
When the doctor went in, he saw that the two brothers of the Di family had extremely terrifying expressions on their faces, and Di Aotian was holding Di Bao tightly.
Po fainted in front of them, and they couldn't calm down.
They had seen so many corpses, killed so many people, without blinking an eye. But when their only sister was injured, they panicked as if they were facing a great enemy, breathing heavily!
Di Aotian looked up and found the doctor standing there motionless. He said in a cold tone, "Are you standing there waiting for me to shoot you?"
"Chief, you...we can't examine you like this..." the doctor said bravely.
Di Aotian had no choice but to put Di Bao down and stand with Di Shenhan, watching the doctor examine them. It seemed that if they were a step slower, they would lose their heads!
"Let me tell you first, if I can't cure you, you will be buried with me!" Di Shenhan said to them in a cold and deadly tone.
The doctor became even more panicked and cautious!
As soon as Di Bolin got off the plane, he rushed to Di Bao's room.
When I entered the room, Di Bao was still sleeping with Di Shenhan beside him.
Looking at Cang Qi's face, the gauze wrapped around his head, and even his ankles were bandaged, Di Bolin's eyes became red.
The first step he took was to check Dibao's injuries, feel her pulse, look at her pupils, and check the data after the examination.
Di Aotian said, "It's a concussion and a fractured ankle."
Di Bolin was anxious and angry, lowering his voice, "Gu Che arrested A Bao, why didn't you inform me? What were you doing? You let her get hurt like this!"
Di Shenhan and Di Aotian did not say anything. Abao was injured, and they were worried and guilty about it.
"Go see Si Minghan." Di Shenhan said.
"Why should I look at him? I came back to see Abao! Besides, there is a doctor here!" Di Bolin was unwilling to go. As long as the person didn't die, it was enough. Why should he do anything?
Di Aotian frowned, "You'd better go. Si Minghan blocked the bullet for Abao. Before she fell into a coma, Abao was very emotionally unstable and cried all the time. Do you want her to continue crying after she wakes up?"
Di Bolin wanted to say something, but didn't say it in the end.
I glanced at Abao who was still sleeping. I knew that Abao was stable now, but I couldn't help but feel distressed and didn't want to leave him even a step.
But thinking that Abao might cry, Di Bolin decided to perform the operation on Si Minghan himself.
Just consider it as his reward for taking the bullet for Po!
Di Bolin entered the autopsy room, where a strong smell of blood hit his nose.
Si Minghan lay on his side in bed, his clothes ripped open, revealing two bloody holes in the large patch of skin left by the fire. Although the bleeding had been stopped, the bullet was still in place, and blood was still seeping out.
Several experts stood around and seemed a little helpless.
Seeing Di Bolin coming in, he hurriedly made way for him.
Di Bolin sneered, "After all, he's a top academic hired by my brother at a high salary. How could two bullets give you trouble?"
"Third Master, it's... it's that he doesn't respond to anesthetics."
"The anesthetic didn't work, but my presence helped?" Di Bolin asked coldly. If the problem had been solved before he arrived, why would he need to do it himself? What a medical waste!
The other experts were so scolded that they dared not even breathe. They all knew the level of the Di family's third son's medical skills. Not only could he save lives, but he could also kill people. He was very cruel!
Di Bolin walked around to Si Minghan, his face pale.
Before he could speak, Si Minghan held on to his strength and looked at him with bloodshot eyes, "Where is she? Is she okay?"
"You should take care of yourself first at this time! If Abao were sick, do you think I would come here?" Di Bolin said in a light tone.
"That's good……"
Di Bolin couldn't stand Si Minghan's excessive focus on his sister and his self-sacrificing spirit. It was enough for Abao to have three brothers.
But there was no other way, this man had to be saved because he blocked the bullet for Po.
"The bullet is in a very tricky spot, and you don't respond to anesthesia. I'm afraid you're going to have to endure some pain." Di Bolin turned around, pulled out a regular gauze, took out a bottle of transparent liquid and poured it on the gauze, then walked in front of Si Minghan and said, "Bite it in your mouth to prevent your tongue from being bitten off during the operation."
Si Minghan bit the gauze in his mouth, and a pungent smell rushed to his head, making him dizzy.
Di Bolin waited for a few minutes and found that Si Minghan was still awake.
It only means that his unique formula is useless to him.
Although these experts don't seem useless, they can't do anything special with anesthesia.
After Di Bolin finished his preparations, he said, "I'll try to be as quick as possible.㥕."
The expert next to him became Di Bolin's subordinate and handed him the operating table.
Di Bolin's move was clean and decisive, and his sharp tongue stabbed down——
"Mmm--!!" Si Minghan roared in a muffled voice, enduring extreme physical pain. His hands were tightly clasped on the edge of the bed, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out.
The sleeping Di Bao began to feel uneasy, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and he was mumbling, "Don't die... Si Minghan, don't... don't... No..." His voice was filled with tears.
"Po!"
"Po!"
“Wake up!”
"Po!"
Di Bao's consciousness was pulled back from her dream. She opened her eyes and looked up at the worried faces of her elder and younger brothers. Tears fell from the corners of her eyes and she said in a hoarse voice, "Where's Si Minghan?"
Di Aotian brought the prepared water over and touched her lips with the straw, "Drink some water to moisten your skin."
"Where is Si Minghan? How is he?" Di Bao didn't drink the water, but just asked. She wanted to know his situation.
She didn't know how long she had been unconscious. Si Minghan must be dead!
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