But now in this situation, he can't delay any longer, so he can only rush up.

Rong Zhan picked up the scissors and cut Xia Yanxi's clothes open, revealing his bloody shoulders, and he could even see that the wound was a little scorched.

"Bear with me, I'll clean the wound first. Rong Zhan said, I don't know if he was nervous, his voice trembled a little, "I'm really sorry, I forgot to buy anesthetics, so I can only make you hold on." ”

When Xia Yanxi heard this, if it weren't for the pain and weakness, he really wanted to jump up and beat him, "I know, I know that you are unreliable." ”

"I can't help but shout out, it's all brothers, and I don't laugh at you. Rong Zhan took a clean gauze dipped in alcohol, wiped the blood around the wound first, and then began to wipe the wound.

Xia Yanxi gasped in pain and cursed in a low voice.

"Nerd, it wasn't so easy to hear you scold before, it's okay, just scold, I'll let you scold. Rong Zhan's forehead began to ooze sweat, wet, but his hands were steady.

The wound was cleaned, Rong Zhan picked up a pair of pliers and leaned towards Xia Yanxi's shoulder. Xia Yanxi closed his eyes, and he could clearly feel the cold metal touching his skin.

Rong Zhan thrust into it violently, Xia Yanxi's body jumped up, and he struggled instinctively, but was soon controlled by Xia Yanxi.

Xia Yanxi's breathing was a little heavy, and beads of sweat wet his eyelashes and face, looking like he had just washed his face.

He thought: How much did I owe you in my last life, I actually have to be treated by you like this, if I hadn't been killed by you this time, I would have killed you later.

Rong Zhan carefully sent pliers into it little by little, looking for the bullet, and finally came across a hard thing, he was overjoyed, and turned his head to look at Xia Yanxi.

Xia Yanxi seemed to be asleep, lying there motionless, and fainted in pain at some point. The sheets clutched in his hand were rotten.

Rong Zhan took a deep breath, his hand became more secure, carefully clamped the bullet with pliers, and slowly pulled it out.

After taking out the bullet, Rong Zhan immediately cleaned up the blood stains and sprinkled some medicine powder to stop bleeding.

With a long breath, Rong Zhan wiped a handful of water stains on his face, and picked up a scalpel with a cold glow.

The charred flesh around the wound should also be cut off, otherwise it is easy to get infected.

Rong Zhan glanced at Xia Yanxi, who was sleeping deeply, took a deep breath, and said to himself: "If I kill you, don't come to me as a ghost." ”

Rong Zhan quickly ripped off the burnt meat, and Xia Yanxi naturally shed a lot of blood, dyeing the sheets black.

Rong Zhan quickly sprinkled Xia Yanxi with a lot of hemostatic powder, quickly wrapped the bandage, took out the anti-inflammatory drugs and disposable needles that had been prepared, and injected him with all the brains, and then he collapsed on the ground.

After a long time, Rong Zhan suddenly laughed and muttered to himself: "You kid was not killed by me, it is really a scourge for thousands of years." ”

If Xia Yanxi was awake at this time, he would definitely faint again in anger, or spit out a mouthful of Ling Xiao blood angrily, and said: You are really shameless.

After resting for a while, Rong Zhan struggled out of a sense of prostration, but then there was a feeling of exhaustion that came out of the cracks in his bones, and he didn't even want to move a finger in the heavy, and he couldn't wait to sleep now.

But before the matter was dealt with, Rong Zhan still bent his body and found a piece of clothing for Xia Yanxi to change into, and then called the hospital again, asking them to send some medicines over, and bring some more anti-inflammatory injections by the way.

As for the sheet, he really didn't have the strength to change it, and Xia Yanxi was inconvenient to move it around, so let's leave it at that.

After all this was done, Rong Zhan made some food again, and after eating, the fatigue that leaked from the depths of his body finally subsided a little.

He poured a glass of boiled water, sat on the leather sofa on the first floor, and began to call the various high-level officials in the dark night non-stop, informing them of tonight's actions, and giving several orders.

After all this was done, he rubbed his head, took the glass of boiled water and drank it slowly, quietly thinking about what had happened recently.

He felt that things were really getting more and more troublesome recently, and Hilton's ruthless person was completely a madman, and there was nothing he couldn't do with *.

Now that the two sides are facing each other, there is nothing to do, the three leaders on his side, one is deep in the enemy area, life and death are unknown, and the other has just escaped from the other party's hands, seriously injured and unconscious, leaving him who can only do superficial work and is the most useless.

Rong Zhan couldn't help but smoke a cigarette, exhaled a long puff of smoke, and watched the smoke disperse.

Hilton, no matter how good you are, you shouldn't provoke my brother. What if you're so good, the three of us brothers will be on the same page as you.

……

Feng Jue sat in the corner of the basement with his eyes closed, and the number of guards outside the door doubled, which was undoubtedly increased by Hilton's fear that he would escape.

This didn't matter to Feng Jue, because he didn't plan to escape from the beginning, otherwise at the beginning, Xia Yanxi would not be the one who left.

Shen Qingyin and the canonization can't ensure safety for a day, and he can't leave for a day.

So whether there are more or fewer people guarding him really doesn't have much impact on him.

He leaned against the corner and slept comfortably, but the guards outside the door didn't think so, in their opinion, Feng Jue was helpless, knowing that he couldn't escape, he gave up on himself.

In fact, Feng Jue didn't fall asleep, he kept thinking about what happened recently, Xia Yanxi successfully escaped, so Shen Qingyin's chances of being rescued were much greater.

Because the two have disappeared for a long time and there is some turmoil, the panicked members of the night will also have a backbone, at least they will not be disheartened, so that people can take the opportunity to take advantage of the weakness and collapse with one blow.

He believed that Xia Yanxi and Rong Zhan, one inside the main and the other outside the main home, would definitely handle things perfectly.

All he had to do was to quietly wait for their counterattack against Hilton, and at that time he would have the opportunity to escape with Shen Qingyin and canonization.

After Feng Jue was taken away, Shen Qingyin couldn't sleep either, and hugged Feng Sheng, who was sleeping deeply, tightly in his arms.

She thought: she won't let the canonization be taken away if she dies, who knows what angry things that ruthless Hilton will do to him.

The saint slept for a day, and now he is still sleeping, Shen Qingyin felt that something was not right, so he shook the canonization and shouted softly, "Canonization, wake up, canonization?"

But the canonization never responded, and he still fell asleep, his little face still looking red in the black, looking like a red apple.

Shen Qingyin's bad feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger, so he put his hand on the forehead of the saint.

The tentacles are hot, like touching a stove, so hot that you can almost boil an egg and fry a cake.

Shen Qingyin sighed in his heart, and the canonization actually had a fever. They're imprisoned here, and Hilton definitely won't find a doctor for the canonization, sick or something, but it's too bad.

She had heard her father say that if the fever was severe, it was very likely to burn people's brains, make people become idiots, and even cause death.

She put the canonization aside and began to untie her coat, which Feng Jue took off for fear that she would get cold.

"Canonization, if you wake up, say it, do you hear me? Shen Qingyin leaned against the wall, took off his coat, covered the body of the saint, and then hugged the person again.

This time she hugged her tighter, and she couldn't wait for the canonization to be integrated into her flesh and bones.

Then she hummed softly, which her mother used to sing to her when she was a child, and she still remembers.

Feng Sheng woke up once when it was almost dawn, and Shen Qingyin immediately asked nervously, "How do you feel?"

Feng Sheng didn't react at first, but when Shen Qingyin asked for the second time, he reacted in hindsight and whispered, "It's not too uncomfortable, Mommy don't have to worry about me." ”

Shen Qingyin looked at his somewhat confused eyes, still worried in his heart, and said, "If you are very uncomfortable, you must say it, okay? ”

Saint nodded, and shrunk into her arms, "I see." Mommy will sing to me, as soon as I listen to the song, it will not be so uncomfortable. ”

Shen Qingyin's heart was a little sour, why should such an obedient child suffer this crime.

She gently patted him on the back and hummed again, and as she listened, her eyelids sank and she couldn't lift them, and she fell asleep again.

Shen Qingyin was keenly aware of it, touched his forehead again, and found that the temperature had subsided a little, and the heart that had been hanging was put down.

The canonization soon frowned uncomfortably, and his whole little face was wrinkled, looking pitiful.

Shen Qingyin touched it this time, and the temperature on the forehead of the saint was as if he had touched a flame, and the worry in his eyes was a little heavier, and a rare trace of panic rose in his heart.

Before you know it, it's morning again.

The breakfast delivery guy came, as usual, not only with food, but also with a thermos full of hot water.

Shen Qingyin didn't dare to be careless, so he first dipped a towel in some water, put it on the forehead of the canon, and fed him some gruel.

The only thing she was glad about was that Hilton would give them hot water every day, otherwise she really wouldn't know what to do now.

Shen Qingyin thought of the indifferent man who didn't smile again, if Feng Jue was here, how good it would be, he definitely knew what to do.

She sighed and carefully observed the canonization, smearing some water on his lips from time to time, and feeding him a lot of hot water, and the canonization situation finally stabilized and did not deteriorate again.

Shen Qingyin finally breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that the saint could wake up sooner.