Ghost doctor Mommy is good V5
Chapter 141
Feng Yiran supported Ling Jun with one hand, while dodging the bullets fired from behind, he quickly returned fire, hitting the driver with one shot, and did not give him a chance to sneak attack.
At the same time, the reinforcements that Ling Jun had previously notified had also arrived, and the situation had fundamentally changed.
"Stay alive!"
After giving a loud order, Feng Yiran hugged Ling Jun and retreated under the cover of several people. He had to save people first, and the others were not so important.
The car galloped on the road like an arrow leaving the string, and it didn't matter whether there was a car at the intersection or whether the traffic light was red or what color, those subordinates followed Ling Jun, and they also regarded him as their boss in their hearts.
Now seeing Ling Jun leaning on the back seat with a pale face as if he was in a deep sleep, completely devoid of his usual bravery and sharpness, how could it not be shocking? ?
Feng Yiran's hawk-like eyes looked at the people beside him from time to time, and couldn't help but blame himself.
If he hadn't insisted on saving the driver, maybe Ling Jun wouldn't have been injured, and they wouldn't have fallen into such a dangerous situation. He was too careless!
But today's incident was obviously carefully planned by others in order to put him to death.
Even if there is no sneak attack from the driver, there will still be snipers attacking. Fortunately, Ling Jun's men are not far away from them, otherwise the reinforcements will not be in time, let alone saving Ling Jun, it will be very difficult to save his life.
Slowly clenching the hands on his lap, Feng Yiran's face was extremely solemn, who on earth had such a great hatred for him, and insisted on killing him? ?
No matter who it is, this time he will never let it go!
"Hmm..." Ling Jun frowned because of the pain, even in a coma, he frowned sadly.
Feng Yiran put away his thoughts, quickly supported Ling Jun's body, and called out anxiously: "Ling Jun! Ling Jun! Wake up!"
At such a time, it would be great if he could stay awake, otherwise, if he fell into a coma again, the consequences would be disastrous.
A familiar voice came from his ear, and Ling Jun felt as if he was in a dream.
The gunshot wound on his chest was serious, and almost killed him immediately, but with his tenacious will, he still survived until now.
The moment he was shot, his mind went blank, and his only thought was to prevent Feng Yiran from having an accident!Such a man who exists like a god is what Ling Jun wants to protect with his whole life.
Even though the pain is so painful that he can't even breathe smoothly, Ling Jun has never regretted it.
He struggled to open his eyes, saw the handsome face in front of him vaguely, struggled and said: "Young master...I...I'm fine..."
Just a few numbers almost exhausted all of Ling Jun's strength. He even panted heavily after speaking, as if he had reached the end of his life.
The wound was like a faucet that had been turned on, and blood was flowing out, soaking his clothes already.
On the black coat, a large piece of blood was soaked through, with an unusual luster, wet, but with a pungent bloody smell.
It's not that Feng Yiran has never seen blood, but the scene at this moment made him a little breathless, he couldn't bear to turn his head away slightly, and the hand supporting Ling Jun couldn't help trembling.
He had never seen Ling Jun like this before, and it was very shocking.
Taking a deep breath, Feng Yiran said painfully: "Don't talk! You stay well, we'll be in the hospital soon! Don't fall asleep, you must not relax!"
They once fought side by side together, and they all understand the consequences of losing consciousness at this moment. If they become unconscious again, maybe Ling Jun will never be able to wake up again...
Willpower is sometimes a very important thing. It can support people's desire for life. Only when the will to survive is strong can the body function continue to work instead of giving up on itself.
Ling Jun endured the pain, and smiled lightly, "Young master... I'm afraid... I can't... follow you anymore... Take care... You have to... Live... as you wish..."
How can a man of iron and steel make people feel unmoved when he utters such sensational and emotional words? ?
Feng Yiran's eyes were even more red.
No one knows him better than Ling Jun!
It was no accident that Feng Yiran was able to get to where he is today. Apart from himself, Ling Jun knew how many unknown heartaches and hardships he had experienced.
Feng Yiran didn't even mention those pasts to Xiao Ziqing.
Because he is an upright man, no matter how much sweat and blood he shed during the struggle, he will keep everything in his memory and will not easily confide in anyone.
In front of people, Feng Yiran is an unstoppable god, the god of war that cannot be defeated; in the queen, he is Xiao Ziqing's husband, so he naturally has to take responsibility and not let his woman feel hurt.
Only occasionally when alone with Ling Jun, Feng Yiran would show the most tired and darkest side of his heart.
To be precise, Ling Jun is more like his other self, who can often understand his mind without him opening his mouth.The relationship between the two of them may be better than that of many brothers.
Now hearing Ling Jun as if confessing his last words, Feng Yiran naturally felt uncomfortable.
He turned his head away in a little embarrassment, looked out the car window at the constantly moving back street scene, and said bitterly: "Don't talk nonsense to me! If you have this strength, you might as well save it. You will suffer when the doctor takes out the bullet later!"
Having said that, Feng Yiran's heart has no bottom.
The bullet entered Ling Jun's left chest, and no matter whether he pressed it with finger pressure or silk handkerchief, the blood showed no sign of stopping.
It's just that during the short time they talked, Ling Jun's shirt and coat were stained red, and even a lot of blood slowly flowed down his hanging arms, dripping onto the snow-white carpet in the car, smashing out Blossoming water flowers like red plums.
This scene deeply stimulated Feng Yiran, and his heart sank to the bottom.
Relying on past experience, he knew that Ling Jun might be in trouble this time, and he was anxious and hurt, so he shouted as if venting: "Why haven't you arrived at the hospital yet!? Will you know how to drive!!?"
The subordinates sitting in front didn't even dare to vent their breath, they just pressed the accelerator to the bottom, and responded cautiously: "Master, I'm on my way as soon as possible, the nearest hospital is still 2 minutes away!"
Dou Da's cold sweat oozes from everyone's foreheads, after all, this is Ling Jun, the person Feng Yiran trusts the most, no one dares to be careless.
Ling Jun raised his hand weakly, as if he wanted to grab something. Seeing this, Feng Yiran quickly grabbed it, "Ling Jun, you must hold on! No matter what the price is, I will save you!"
With a master who treats him so sincerely, Ling Jun really feels that he will have no regrets in this life.
He moved his fingers, and held Feng Yiran's hand back with difficulty, "Young master... it is Ling Jun's honor to be able to... work for you in this life... I, I have something... to ask... "
How could he not be clear about his own body?
Feeling that the signs of life were slowly fading, Ling Jun also knew that he might not last long, and if he didn't explain the matter clearly, he would leave uneasy.
No matter how sad Feng Yiran was, he knew that Ling Jun must be given a chance to explain his funeral at this time.
He helped Ling Jun up to make him sit more comfortably, and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter? Just say it!" No matter what wish he had, he would do his best to help Ling Jun achieve it.
Leaning on Feng Yiran's shoulder, Ling Jun took several breaths in quick succession before he regained his composure.
Out of breath, he said: "After I leave... I beg you to take care of me... Yiren...she is ignorant... I have offended you before...Please, please please...forgive me... "
His parents are old, and he is just a younger sister, so how can he not worry about Ling Yiren's future?
Among other things, even if Ling Yiren is not up to date and can't make a difference, relying on Feng Yiran's protection of her, this life will not be too bad.
Ling Jun is a self-aware person, he will not make unreasonable demands, let alone block a shot for Feng Yiran by himself, and open his mouth like a lion.
He is very clear about his sister's temperament.
Ling Yiren has a bad temper, but her nature is not bad. She is not a big evil person.After getting in touch with the society, it is human nature to acquire bad habits. As long as you know your mistakes and correct them, it will not lead to a catastrophe.
At this time Ling Jun specifically mentioned to Feng Yiran that he hoped that Feng Yiran would take care of her a little bit in the future and arrange everything for Ling Yiren so that she could support herself.
In addition, Ling Jun didn't dare to expect extravagantly, nor would he make demands in a boring way. He always remembered that he was just Feng Yiran's subordinate and could not exceed the rules.
Feng Yiran nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, I will take good care of your family!"
Feeling that the car stopped, he pushed open the door, hugged Ling Jun and ran to the emergency room of the hospital. The calm image in the past was long gone.
Standing outside the operating room, Feng Yiran really wanted to smoke a cigarette to calm down.
Thinking that this is a hospital, he put the cigarettes back into the box sullenly, sat quietly on the chair, and waited like a statue.
After an unknown amount of time, the door of the operating room opened from the inside, and the doctor walked over with a heavy face, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, we did our best, but the patient's wound was too close to the heart, so we couldn't save it."
Behind him, one of his subordinates rushed up like crazy, grabbed the doctor by the collar, and roared, "What nonsense are you talking about!? He's going to be fine. Can you cure the disease?? You quack doctor!"
"Enough!!!" Feng Yiran suddenly shouted, and slowly stood up from the chair.
He stepped up and walked towards the operating room. There was no expression on his handsome face, but his deep eyes were full of deep sorrow when he saw the person covered by the white cloth.
Every time he took a step, Feng Yiran felt his heart sink a little.
This good brother who had been with him for more than ten years finally left.Ling Jun was like a deep sleep after being extremely tired, his face was very serene, even his brows were stretched.
At the same time, the reinforcements that Ling Jun had previously notified had also arrived, and the situation had fundamentally changed.
"Stay alive!"
After giving a loud order, Feng Yiran hugged Ling Jun and retreated under the cover of several people. He had to save people first, and the others were not so important.
The car galloped on the road like an arrow leaving the string, and it didn't matter whether there was a car at the intersection or whether the traffic light was red or what color, those subordinates followed Ling Jun, and they also regarded him as their boss in their hearts.
Now seeing Ling Jun leaning on the back seat with a pale face as if he was in a deep sleep, completely devoid of his usual bravery and sharpness, how could it not be shocking? ?
Feng Yiran's hawk-like eyes looked at the people beside him from time to time, and couldn't help but blame himself.
If he hadn't insisted on saving the driver, maybe Ling Jun wouldn't have been injured, and they wouldn't have fallen into such a dangerous situation. He was too careless!
But today's incident was obviously carefully planned by others in order to put him to death.
Even if there is no sneak attack from the driver, there will still be snipers attacking. Fortunately, Ling Jun's men are not far away from them, otherwise the reinforcements will not be in time, let alone saving Ling Jun, it will be very difficult to save his life.
Slowly clenching the hands on his lap, Feng Yiran's face was extremely solemn, who on earth had such a great hatred for him, and insisted on killing him? ?
No matter who it is, this time he will never let it go!
"Hmm..." Ling Jun frowned because of the pain, even in a coma, he frowned sadly.
Feng Yiran put away his thoughts, quickly supported Ling Jun's body, and called out anxiously: "Ling Jun! Ling Jun! Wake up!"
At such a time, it would be great if he could stay awake, otherwise, if he fell into a coma again, the consequences would be disastrous.
A familiar voice came from his ear, and Ling Jun felt as if he was in a dream.
The gunshot wound on his chest was serious, and almost killed him immediately, but with his tenacious will, he still survived until now.
The moment he was shot, his mind went blank, and his only thought was to prevent Feng Yiran from having an accident!Such a man who exists like a god is what Ling Jun wants to protect with his whole life.
Even though the pain is so painful that he can't even breathe smoothly, Ling Jun has never regretted it.
He struggled to open his eyes, saw the handsome face in front of him vaguely, struggled and said: "Young master...I...I'm fine..."
Just a few numbers almost exhausted all of Ling Jun's strength. He even panted heavily after speaking, as if he had reached the end of his life.
The wound was like a faucet that had been turned on, and blood was flowing out, soaking his clothes already.
On the black coat, a large piece of blood was soaked through, with an unusual luster, wet, but with a pungent bloody smell.
It's not that Feng Yiran has never seen blood, but the scene at this moment made him a little breathless, he couldn't bear to turn his head away slightly, and the hand supporting Ling Jun couldn't help trembling.
He had never seen Ling Jun like this before, and it was very shocking.
Taking a deep breath, Feng Yiran said painfully: "Don't talk! You stay well, we'll be in the hospital soon! Don't fall asleep, you must not relax!"
They once fought side by side together, and they all understand the consequences of losing consciousness at this moment. If they become unconscious again, maybe Ling Jun will never be able to wake up again...
Willpower is sometimes a very important thing. It can support people's desire for life. Only when the will to survive is strong can the body function continue to work instead of giving up on itself.
Ling Jun endured the pain, and smiled lightly, "Young master... I'm afraid... I can't... follow you anymore... Take care... You have to... Live... as you wish..."
How can a man of iron and steel make people feel unmoved when he utters such sensational and emotional words? ?
Feng Yiran's eyes were even more red.
No one knows him better than Ling Jun!
It was no accident that Feng Yiran was able to get to where he is today. Apart from himself, Ling Jun knew how many unknown heartaches and hardships he had experienced.
Feng Yiran didn't even mention those pasts to Xiao Ziqing.
Because he is an upright man, no matter how much sweat and blood he shed during the struggle, he will keep everything in his memory and will not easily confide in anyone.
In front of people, Feng Yiran is an unstoppable god, the god of war that cannot be defeated; in the queen, he is Xiao Ziqing's husband, so he naturally has to take responsibility and not let his woman feel hurt.
Only occasionally when alone with Ling Jun, Feng Yiran would show the most tired and darkest side of his heart.
To be precise, Ling Jun is more like his other self, who can often understand his mind without him opening his mouth.The relationship between the two of them may be better than that of many brothers.
Now hearing Ling Jun as if confessing his last words, Feng Yiran naturally felt uncomfortable.
He turned his head away in a little embarrassment, looked out the car window at the constantly moving back street scene, and said bitterly: "Don't talk nonsense to me! If you have this strength, you might as well save it. You will suffer when the doctor takes out the bullet later!"
Having said that, Feng Yiran's heart has no bottom.
The bullet entered Ling Jun's left chest, and no matter whether he pressed it with finger pressure or silk handkerchief, the blood showed no sign of stopping.
It's just that during the short time they talked, Ling Jun's shirt and coat were stained red, and even a lot of blood slowly flowed down his hanging arms, dripping onto the snow-white carpet in the car, smashing out Blossoming water flowers like red plums.
This scene deeply stimulated Feng Yiran, and his heart sank to the bottom.
Relying on past experience, he knew that Ling Jun might be in trouble this time, and he was anxious and hurt, so he shouted as if venting: "Why haven't you arrived at the hospital yet!? Will you know how to drive!!?"
The subordinates sitting in front didn't even dare to vent their breath, they just pressed the accelerator to the bottom, and responded cautiously: "Master, I'm on my way as soon as possible, the nearest hospital is still 2 minutes away!"
Dou Da's cold sweat oozes from everyone's foreheads, after all, this is Ling Jun, the person Feng Yiran trusts the most, no one dares to be careless.
Ling Jun raised his hand weakly, as if he wanted to grab something. Seeing this, Feng Yiran quickly grabbed it, "Ling Jun, you must hold on! No matter what the price is, I will save you!"
With a master who treats him so sincerely, Ling Jun really feels that he will have no regrets in this life.
He moved his fingers, and held Feng Yiran's hand back with difficulty, "Young master... it is Ling Jun's honor to be able to... work for you in this life... I, I have something... to ask... "
How could he not be clear about his own body?
Feeling that the signs of life were slowly fading, Ling Jun also knew that he might not last long, and if he didn't explain the matter clearly, he would leave uneasy.
No matter how sad Feng Yiran was, he knew that Ling Jun must be given a chance to explain his funeral at this time.
He helped Ling Jun up to make him sit more comfortably, and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter? Just say it!" No matter what wish he had, he would do his best to help Ling Jun achieve it.
Leaning on Feng Yiran's shoulder, Ling Jun took several breaths in quick succession before he regained his composure.
Out of breath, he said: "After I leave... I beg you to take care of me... Yiren...she is ignorant... I have offended you before...Please, please please...forgive me... "
His parents are old, and he is just a younger sister, so how can he not worry about Ling Yiren's future?
Among other things, even if Ling Yiren is not up to date and can't make a difference, relying on Feng Yiran's protection of her, this life will not be too bad.
Ling Jun is a self-aware person, he will not make unreasonable demands, let alone block a shot for Feng Yiran by himself, and open his mouth like a lion.
He is very clear about his sister's temperament.
Ling Yiren has a bad temper, but her nature is not bad. She is not a big evil person.After getting in touch with the society, it is human nature to acquire bad habits. As long as you know your mistakes and correct them, it will not lead to a catastrophe.
At this time Ling Jun specifically mentioned to Feng Yiran that he hoped that Feng Yiran would take care of her a little bit in the future and arrange everything for Ling Yiren so that she could support herself.
In addition, Ling Jun didn't dare to expect extravagantly, nor would he make demands in a boring way. He always remembered that he was just Feng Yiran's subordinate and could not exceed the rules.
Feng Yiran nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, I will take good care of your family!"
Feeling that the car stopped, he pushed open the door, hugged Ling Jun and ran to the emergency room of the hospital. The calm image in the past was long gone.
Standing outside the operating room, Feng Yiran really wanted to smoke a cigarette to calm down.
Thinking that this is a hospital, he put the cigarettes back into the box sullenly, sat quietly on the chair, and waited like a statue.
After an unknown amount of time, the door of the operating room opened from the inside, and the doctor walked over with a heavy face, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, we did our best, but the patient's wound was too close to the heart, so we couldn't save it."
Behind him, one of his subordinates rushed up like crazy, grabbed the doctor by the collar, and roared, "What nonsense are you talking about!? He's going to be fine. Can you cure the disease?? You quack doctor!"
"Enough!!!" Feng Yiran suddenly shouted, and slowly stood up from the chair.
He stepped up and walked towards the operating room. There was no expression on his handsome face, but his deep eyes were full of deep sorrow when he saw the person covered by the white cloth.
Every time he took a step, Feng Yiran felt his heart sink a little.
This good brother who had been with him for more than ten years finally left.Ling Jun was like a deep sleep after being extremely tired, his face was very serene, even his brows were stretched.
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