Boss, he is sick and only I can cure him

Demining: Dual male protagonists, emotional lines, if you don't like it, please skip it, thank you.

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1930, winter.

"boom!"

The sound of a gunshot startled countless birds in the forest.

A group of people looked at each other in confusion as they looked at the bottomless jungle under the cliff.

The bearded man shouted in a rough voice: "He was shot and rolled down such a high cliff. There is no way he is still alive."

The leader glanced at the temple on the top of the mountain in the distance, looking a little wary. He thought for a moment and waved to his men: "Retreat."

……

2023, winter night.

At the foot of the silent Maoshan Mountain, a red Mercedes-Benz suddenly stopped at the side of the trail.

Lin Shuyang opened the car door, and the first thing to step out was a slender leg, and then his whole body.

He has a clean and handsome face, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes are slightly misty.

He opened the back seat door, took out a brown cashmere coat and put it on. After a while, his body felt warm.

The mechanical watch on his wrist was pointing to eleven fifty-five at night.

Today is December 2023, , the winter solstice. Fifteen minutes ago, the news reported in real time that a car fell at the foot of Maoshan Mountain, and the people in the car were seriously injured.

It took at least 40 minutes for the ambulance to arrive. The reporter appealed that if there are doctors nearby, please come as soon as possible with rescue medicines.

Unfortunately, Lin Shuyang was the surgeon. Fortunately, it was only ten kilometers from his home to the scene of the incident.

In just ten minutes, the navigation brought him to the foot of the mountain.

There was only one path in front of him that could lead to people, and the car could no longer drive in. Lin Shuyang took out the medicine box from the trunk without hesitation, turned on the flashlight directly, raised his legs and walked towards the faintly lit direction in the distance.

At the same time, at the foot of Maoshan Mountain in 1930, there was silence in the mountain forest. A man was lying in the withered grass. He was wearing a black suit with a white shirt underneath.

At this time, the white shirt was soaked with blood. He struggled to move his fingers, but found that they had lost feeling.

it's too cold……

The loss of blood from his body caused his body temperature to gradually drop, and his eyes began to wander.

Only the ring-sized black jade ring at his heart was still emitting a little warmth.

……

After walking for a while, Lin Shuyang raised his wrist. At this moment, the pointer pointed to 12:03 in the morning. He frowned and raised his eyes to look around again.

Ahead, there was no light anywhere. In the entire valley, only the flashlight in his hand gave off a cold light.

Could it be that I went to the wrong place?

He raised his flashlight and looked around. There was nothing but dead grass around.

Just as he was about to return the same way, he suddenly smelled the smell of blood on the tip of his nose.

This smell was all too familiar to him. Every day, the surgical department received several patients with blood flowing out of them. They were either scratched on their arms or slashed on their thighs. He didn't know where so many "lawless elements" came from these days.

Following the smell, he walked over and pulled away the dead grass on the side of the road. Suddenly, there was a person lying inside!

His eyes followed the light of the flashlight and swept across the man's body. He was a man in his twenties, about the same age and height as him, about 1.8 meters tall.

There were a few dead grass leaves and dirt hanging on the pale cheeks, and a lot of dirt was stuck to the body, which seemed to have rolled down from above.

Lin Shuyang stepped forward to check and found that the man's chest was bright red, and the smell of blood came from here.

So much blood was shed...

He couldn't help but wonder, what was this man doing in the wilderness?

Lin Shuyang opened the man's eyelids and took a look, then put his hand on the side of his neck and explored it.

"He's not dead, he can still be saved."

Lin Shuyang laid the man down and opened the medicine box. When he turned his head, he found that the man's eyes were half open.

He was a little surprised that he didn't faint even after losing so much blood. His will was strong enough.

As he moved, he said to himself: "The word "beautiful, strong and miserable" is the most suitable word to describe you now."

Where he didn't see it, the black jade ring on the man's chest slipped quietly into the clothes on the back of his neck.

Seeing that the man had no reaction, he added: "Don't be afraid, I am a doctor, can I still speak? Tell me how you were injured?"

The man still didn't respond, and seemed to have fainted again. He stopped talking, put on medical gloves, and treated his wound carefully.

After disinfection, he discovered that there was something in the strange hole-like wound.

At this time, he could not move the man by himself. Although the wound was not deep, it was still bleeding and he needed to be operated on immediately.

Fortunately, his medicine box is complete.

Half an hour later, the operation was over and the wound had been sutured and covered with cotton gauze.

"Okay, your life is saved, but it's best to go to the hospital for a check-up."

He took out his cell phone, only to find that there was no signal at all.

Yeah, it looks like tonight is a bit rough.

The weather was cold, so Lin Shuyang took off his cashmere coat and covered the man.

He himself is now sweating on his forehead and feeling a little hot because he just had an operation.

Lin Shuyang looked solemn as he picked up the foreign object taken out from the man's body.

If he read correctly, this thing should be a bullet!

It seems that the "lawless elements" I encountered in the past who suffered injuries to their arms and legs really pale in comparison to the one in front of me.

After a moment, he looked at the man sideways and spoke in a joking manner.

"Brother, what do you do? Don't be a gangster. You look pretty good. You might be a policeman. It would be a pity if a bad guy had a face like yours."

However, no one paid attention to him and sighed. There was no way to support the injured in the car crash at the moment. There was an injured person in front of him who didn't know his identity. He couldn't leave him here.

After a brief tidying up, he tied the medicine box around his waist and put the flashlight upright in the pocket of his black casual pants, with the light pointing upward.

Maybe someone would come looking for me if they saw it.

He bent down and planned to pick the person up, but he underestimated the other person's weight. Instead of picking the person up, he stumbled, and his lips accidentally touched the other person's face.

"...I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

He touched his lips, thinking to himself that although they were cold, they seemed to feel good.

Unable to hold him, he had to put his hands under his armpits and pick up the man's shoulders, intending to drag him into the car.

When he came here, he walked for eight minutes, but now he went back the same way, dragging a person and walking for almost half an hour, but he didn't see the car.

He put the man down, his breathing quickened.

"What a hell." His car was missing!

When he wasn't paying attention, the man on the ground opened his dark eyes, glanced behind Lin Shuyang, and shook his head slightly.

The next moment, Lin Shuyang felt pain in the back of his neck, his vision went dark, and he fell down in the withered grass.

Before Lin Shuyang fell down, he thought: TMD, he was attacked by the underworld!