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General Wu Rong's soldiers quickly restrained Kun Xiao and handcuffed him again.

The captain pulled out the gun from his waist and shot Kun Xiao's hand twice.

He broke several fingers.

Gu Yifeng held Qing in his arms and ran towards the SUV, shouting at those people as he ran: "Quick! Send Qing back to the hospital! Quick!"

He got in the car and carefully laid Qing Hui on the back seat.

The soldier jumped into the car hastily and started it.

Purple-red blood flowed out from Qing Hui's chest.

It dyed his blue clothes red.

Gu Yifeng shouted at Qing Hui in a hoarse voice: "Qing Hui! Qing Hui!"

Qinghui's eyelids felt heavy, his whole body felt weak, and he almost fainted.

He slowly moved his lips and silently chanted a spell, trying to recall his natal Gu.

But he had lost too much blood and his wounds were so painful that his ears rang and his eyes were dizzy. His mind went blank, like the snowflakes on an old black-and-white TV. He could not remember the complicated spell that followed after reciting half a sentence.

Gu Yifeng took off his coat, tore the cloth in several pieces, and helped Qing Hui stop the bleeding.

But the bleeding wouldn't stop.

The cloth was quickly dyed red, and the blood dripped onto the car carpet, which was a shocking sight.

Gu Yifeng shouted to the driver: "Hurry! Speed ​​up!"

The man agreed and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

The SUV almost flew along the road.

Qing Hui's eyelids became increasingly heavy, his lips became as white as paper, and his face became pale, devoid of human color.

Gu Yifeng grabbed his hand, clenched his jaw, and called out, "Qinghui, don't sleep, do you hear me? Don't sleep!"

Qing Hui's eyes were closed until only a slit remained, his eyes rolled back, and he moved his lips with difficulty.

Gu Yifeng leaned over and put his ear to his mouth.

I heard him say silently: "Yu, Yu..."

Gu Yifeng hurriedly said: "I will call Yu Yu right away and ask her to come to Myanmar. Qinghui, you must hold on!"

Qing Hui's eyelids moved, and he shouted silently: "Gu, Gu..."

He wanted to recall the Gu in Yuan Zhonghuai's body to give himself strength, but his head was dizzy and he couldn't remember the spell.

He used all his strength to say: "Master, Master..."

Gu Yifeng quickly said, "I understand. Call your master, right?"

Qing Hui nodded with difficulty.

Gu Yifeng took out his cell phone and dialed Dugu Cheng's number.

However, Dugu Cheng was in the drug lord's lair, busy commanding tens of thousands of generals and soldiers to deal with the drug lord's remaining troops.

This kind of thing requires full concentration and no distraction.

Dugu Cheng's cell phone was turned off.

Gu Yifeng called several times but couldn't get through.

He put down his phone, grabbed Qing Hui's hand again and said, "Uncle Dugu will be here soon, you must hold on."

Qing Hui was no longer able to reply and his eyes closed heavily.

Gradually losing consciousness...

We drove all the way to the hospital at full speed.

The doctor from the emergency department was already waiting outside the gate with a stretcher and lifted Qing Hui onto it.

Ran quickly to the emergency department's operating room.

When Dugu Cheng learned the news and rushed over, Qing Hui's rescue surgery was in a dilemma.

X-rays showed that the bullet entered Qinghui's chest cavity through his ribs, deep in the left chest wall, almost gnawing at his heart and lungs.

The operation is extremely difficult.

Forcible removal of the bullet will cause heavy bleeding and is extremely risky.

But if he doesn't take it out, the bullet will remain there and his life will be in danger.

After listening to the doctor's words, Dugu Cheng tilted his head and asked Gu Yifeng: "Where is Yuan Zhonghuai?"

Gu Yifeng said: "He was handcuffed in the SUV."

"bring it here."

Fearing that Yuan Zhonghuai was cunning, Gu Yifeng personally went to the SUV parked near the emergency building and brought him over.

Yuan Zhonghuai was still pretending to be dead, lying motionless in the trunk.

Gu Yifeng kicked him on the leg and said sternly, "If you keep pretending to be dead, I'll send you to see Yan!"

Yuan Zhonghuai then slowly opened his eyes.

Gu Yifeng grabbed his arm, lifted him out of the car, and brought him to Dugu Cheng.

Dugu Cheng stared at Yuan Zhonghuai and suddenly grabbed his chin.

Yuan Zhonghuai opened his mouth instinctively.

Dugu Cheng opened his lips slightly and chanted a spell.

A black shadow flew out of Yuan Zhonghuai's mouth.

It is a centipede with a shiny black and red body.

Dugu Cheng threw Yuan Zhonghuai to the ground and continued chanting the spell.

Gu Yifeng pushed the door of the operating room open a crack.

The centipede flew in through the crack, flew to Qing Hui who was lying on the operating table, went through the valley path, and drilled into Qing Hui's body.

Qing Hui, who was originally unconscious, suddenly became stiff.

Dugu Cheng said to the attending doctor: "Okay, take out the bullet from him."

The doctor was in a dilemma. "If we remove the bullet, the patient will bleed profusely and the mortality rate will be extremely high. If we don't remove the bullet, he will have various physical discomforts, but there is hope of survival."

Dugu Cheng's eyelids drooped slightly, and he said expressionlessly: "If you move, I'll be the one to blame if you die."

The doctor is of Chinese descent and speaks fluent Chinese.

After thinking for a few seconds, he turned to the nurse and said, "Let the patient's family sign."

The nurse hurriedly handed Dugu Cheng the consent form for the surgery.

Dugu Cheng didn't read a single word, but turned directly to the last page and signed his name where it was required.

Hand the surgery consent form to the doctor.

He uttered a word coldly, "Quick."

He then took out a small medicine bottle from his trouser pocket, poured out two pills, handed them to the doctor, and said, "Put them in his mouth."

The doctor stared at the small pill, a little hesitant.

Dugu Cheng said: "If you die, it's mine."

The doctor then took the pills, and quickly went to disinfect with other medical staff, and returned to the operating room.

Gu Yifeng stared at the door of the operating room and asked Dugu Cheng: "Uncle Dugu, will Qinghui come back to life?"

Dugu Cheng hummed coldly.

"He was trying to save me..."

Dugu Cheng raised his hand and pressed it down, "He is doing this to save the people."

The implication is that you are just one of the people here and there is no need to blame yourself.

Dugu Cheng walked to the bench and sat down, closing his eyes and concentrating himself to reach a state of enlightenment.

Only in this way can one sense the natal Gu in Qing Hui's body.

Through the natal Gu, he could sense Qing Hui's physical condition.

I called Yuan Jun again and discussed some things.

Gu Yifeng called Yu Yu and said in a deep voice, "Yu Yu, please come to Myanmar right away. Yuan Jun will send a plane to pick you up, and his people will find a way to exempt you from the visa."

Yu Yu's heart skipped a beat.

When she spoke again, her eyes were red, "Did something happen to Qing Hui?"

"You come first, and we'll talk when we get there."

Yu Yu sniffed, "Is Qing Hui injured? I'm mentally prepared. Just tell me. It's okay. I'm strong."

Gu Yifeng was silent for a few seconds, "Yes."

"Where's the injury?"

"Chest."

Yu Yu's tears flowed down, "Is he going to die?"

"Uncle Dugu is here, he said Qinghui will not die."

Yu Yu cried and said, "Yes, he won't die. He is just a stubborn donkey. Donkeys have nine lives. How can he die?"

Gu Yifeng said: "Come with Ah Cheng, so that we can take care of you on the way."

"it is good."

hang up the phone.

Gu Yifeng called Yu Cheng again, "Ah Cheng, Qing Hui was injured in Myanmar, very seriously. Yuan Jun dispatched a plane from the local area to pick you up and bring you to Myanmar. You should come with Yu Yu, she is not in good condition."

The phone was silent for a minute before Yu Cheng spoke: "Will Brother Qing Hui die?"

"The doctor said it's very dangerous and wants to treat it conservatively without removing the bullet, but Uncle Dugu asked for surgery, so it should be a sure thing. You guys come over first, Qinghui will be fine."

Yu Cheng cried, "Brother Yifeng, you have to help me take good care of Brother Qinghui. He has a bad temper, doesn't know how to deal with people, doesn't know how to talk, and is sometimes annoying, but he is a good person."

"Yes, he is a good man. I will take good care of him, don't worry."

Just as the call ended, the door of the operating room was suddenly pushed open.

Gu Yifeng stood up, walked over, and asked in the local Burmese language: "Nurse, what's the situation with Qinghui?"

The nurse looked anxious, "The patient is bleeding heavily! He needs a blood transfusion urgently!"

The reserve blood was delivered quickly.

However, Qinghui lost too much blood, and Myanmar was a country that had fought many wars, so there were many casualties.

This hospital is a military hospital. All the patients who come in are injured soldiers. A large number of soldiers were injured in the fight against drug lords today. As soon as they were sent here, there were people everywhere who needed blood transfusions.

AB blood reserves are quickly depleted.

The nurse opened the door again and said to everyone, "Qinghui has AB blood type, and the hospital's AB blood reserves are insufficient. Who among you has AB blood type?"

Gu Yifeng said: "I am."

"Come with me and draw blood."

Gu Yifeng followed her into the room.

Bright red blood flowed into the blood bag.

The nurse drew out 400ml and stopped.

Gu Yifeng said: "Draw more and keep them for backup."

The nurse looked up at his handsome face, a little reluctant, and said hesitantly, "400 at most. You can't bear more than that."

"How much does Qing Hui need?"

"The patient has lost a lot of blood, so of course the more the better. I'll ask other people about their blood draws, and I'll tell you that 400 is the limit for a normal person."

Gu Yifeng said firmly, "Take my blood. I have been practicing martial arts since I was young, and my physique is stronger than that of ordinary people. If too much blood is transfused into Qing Hui's body, it will have a rejection reaction."

The nurse sighed and drew another 400mL from him.

After the blood was drawn, Gu Yifeng felt dizzy, weak and pale.

Dugu Cheng walked in, took out a small medicine bottle from his pocket, poured out a pill, and put it into his mouth.

The pill melts in your mouth.

Not long after, Gu Yifeng felt a sweet air rushing straight to his dantian.

It took four or five hours for Yu Yu and Yu Cheng to fly from the island city to Myanmar.

Qinghui has been transferred from the operating room to the intensive care unit.

Yu Yu lay on the glass of the intensive care unit, staring at the unconscious Qing Hui, crying like a tearful baby.

She shouted over and over again: "Qinghui, Qinghui? Donkey, Qinglu, can you hear me? I am Yu Yu, your wife, Qinglu, get up and come pick me up..."

She knew he couldn't hear her, but she still wanted to say it.

As if this could wake him up.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a gloomy voice came to my ears, "Don't cry, he's not dead."