After Yong Zhixu left, Tang Xili left the meeting room and came to the operating room at the end of the corridor on the second floor.
A top private medical team was already waiting there, ready to perform surgery to remove the bullet from her body.
Tang Xili changed into a sterile suit, lay on the operating table, and was given an IV. The anesthesiologist was about to give her anesthesia, but she stopped him, saying, "No, wait a moment, until I finish my call."
She took out her cell phone and called Elvis. Her voice, which had just been full of energy, suddenly became extremely weak. "Elvis, I was attacked and shot. I can't go."
On the other side of the ocean, at 19:53 local time, Elvis, who was smoking in front of the study window, received a call from Tang Xili and was obviously unconvinced.
"Evelyn, whatever tricks you want to play, my patience is limited. If I don't see you when the sun rises tomorrow morning, I will break one of her arms."
Tang Xili's voice became even weaker. "I'm not playing tricks. If you don't believe me, we can add each other on social media and start a video."
Hearing that her voice was not right, Ivis thought about it and said, "Okay."
The two added each other on social media. Tang Xili glanced at the surgeon, Xu Congwen, and said, "After I video chat, you can start the surgery."
Xu Congwen frowned, "Ms. Evelyn, we have to use anesthesia..."
"Stop talking nonsense, just do what I tell you to do. You won't have to take the blame if anything goes wrong." The girl's eyes were cold and full of oppression.
Xu Congwen's heart trembled, and he didn't dare to speak again. "Okay, I understand."
The assistant came over with a pair of scissors and cut a large hole with a diameter of ten centimeters in the clothes near the wound to facilitate the removal of the bullet.
The wound was located above the heart, a little below the left side of the collarbone. It was hit just right. Even if the clothes were cut off, the chest would not be exposed.
Tang Xili immediately made a video call.
The call was connected quickly, and Elvis' figure appeared in the small frame.
Tang Xili's face was pale. She looked around weakly and then showed him her bloody wound.
"I'm not lying to you. I'm really hurt." She handed the phone to Amy beside her.
Elvis changed the lens frame and zoomed in on her wound, which indeed looked like a gunshot wound.
He frowned. Was he really injured? Or was it just a fake wound?
Just as he was about to raise questions, a scalpel suddenly appeared in the camera and cut into the bloody hole.
Blood immediately gushed out and the assistant beside him immediately took out a straw to suck the blood away.
Elvis: “!!!”
She was really injured and she was conscious, which means she was not given anesthesia.
"Why don't you take anesthesia?" he was very surprised.
Tang Xili gritted her teeth in pain, digging her nails deep into her palms. Her voice trembled, "I'm allergic to anesthetics. Do you believe it now?"
Elvis said nothing, his eyes fixed on the scalpel that was still cutting the wound.
The hand holding the scalpel was skillful and steady, proceeding in an orderly manner.
On the surface, Xu Congwen looked as steady as an old dog, but in fact he was trembling inside, with beads of sweat on his forehead under the brim of his surgical cap.
This was the first time he performed surgery on Tang Xili. In the two years since he became her personal doctor, he had performed many surgeries on her bodyguards, but he had never seen her injured.
Every time she appeared, she was as delicate as a doll. He thought this girl was delicate, but he didn't expect her endurance to be so strong. She was so determined that she didn't even groan in pain.
She is a heroine.
Fearing that she might have some problems, the sweat-drenched Xu Congwen instructed the assistant doctor behind him, "Watch the monitor. If she needs a blood transfusion, give her one immediately."
"yes."
Elvis looked at Tang Xili's almost transparent face, and confirmed that she was really injured. He sighed with a headache, "I'll give you 30 hours, Evelyn. You'd better not play tricks, otherwise I will kill her directly."
Tang Xili was barely breathing, but she was fearless. "Go ahead and kill her if you want. Elvis, I forgot to tell you, she's not my sister at all."
After saying that, he hung up the video call and turned off the phone.
The moment the machine was turned off, the weakness on the woman's face disappeared. She glanced at the anesthesiologist and said, "Give me the anesthesia."
The anesthesiologist thought she really wanted to go through the entire operation without anesthesia, so he quickly injected anesthetic into the liquid.
After 20 seconds, Tang Xili lost consciousness and fell into darkness.
Elvis on the other side was surprised by her words, "Kill her if you want, she is not my sister at all." Just as he was about to speak, the call was disconnected.
He was a little caught off guard and wanted to know what it meant, so he immediately called her, but was told that the phone was turned off.
Elvis fell into a vortex of doubt.
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On the other hand, Zhou Zhou's parents were extremely anxious when they learned that Zhou Zhou was kidnapped to New York. Under Yong Zhixu's arrangement, they took a private plane to leave Beijing.
Thirteen hours later, at nine in the morning local time in Country M, Zhou Zhou's parents arrived at New York's Kennedy International Airport.
Yunchuan, Chen Zui and Jiang Wenqing came to pick them up at the airport.
The group did not dare to delay for a moment and immediately flew to Hampton by helicopter.
At 11:30 in the morning, the five people finally arrived at Elrad Manor.
The Baroque-style buildings are as luxurious as royal palaces, with fountains and various evergreen plants in the courtyards, like medieval castle gardens, huge and gorgeous.
Jiang Wenqing went up to the door, knocked on the intricately patterned copper door, and shouted in English, "Open the door."
After shouting a few times, the blond bodyguard from the courtyard came over and asked them through the gate, "Who are you? What do you want?"
Yunchuan said, "I'm a college classmate of Elvis Morgan. I've encountered some difficulties and would like to seek his help."
Upon hearing that he was a university alumnus, the bodyguard's attitude softened. "Then I'll go ask Mr. Morgan for instructions."
He turned around and went to the dining room on the first floor of the villa to ask for instructions, "Mr. Morgan, there's an alumnus of yours outside who said he's in trouble and wants to ask you for help."
"University alumnus?" Elvis, dressed in a smoky grey handmade suit, was having lunch with Zhou Zhou. Upon hearing the report, he raised his blue eyes and asked, "What's your name?"
The bodyguard slapped his forehead and said, "Sorry, Mr. Morgan, I forgot to ask, but that person has an Asian face."
Zhou Zhou, who was slurping red wine and steak, paused. An oriental face?
Who? Could it be Brother Chuan?
Did he come to rescue her?
"Oriental?" Elvis's eyes flashed, and he glanced at Zhou Zhou, who was trying hard to suppress his excitement. "Keep an eye on her. I'll go take a look."
Zhou Zhou wanted to follow, but was pushed back into the chair by four male bodyguards at the same time, and four Colt revolvers were pointed at her head.
In the yard, Elvis followed the bodyguard to the gate.
After seeing the faces of the people outside the door from a distance, he paused and said, "I don't know them. Send them away."
Yunchuan noticed that Elvis was about to leave, and immediately shouted in fluent English, "Elvis, the Zhou Zhou you arrested is my wife. Didn't you arrest her because you suspected she was Tang Xili's sister? I tell you, she is not Tang Xili's sister at all!"
Elvis turned back as he was about to turn around, staring at Yunchuan with his eyes like a hawk.
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