Chapter Eighty-Three: All the people pray for blessings, and the whole nation is angry

The situation is urgent, the conditions are lacking, and the old lady has to do his best, so he can't be affected at all.

Except for the two five big and three thick soldiers, Bai An, who had studied a little medicine, was naturally driven by the old man to put on the shelf, and he started the profession of a nurse in his first practice in his life, and as a teaching "specimen", it is still the most powerful man in the world.

Extravagant and exciting.

Although the two soldiers, whose vigilance is comparable to that of a military dog, are very opposed, and express undisguised contempt and hostility towards their blue pupils, who are obviously not purebred Huayi people, they are also blocked back by Old Man Hong's words.

"He is the son of Bai Boqing. ”

Hearing this, even the half-dead prince was a little cheating, opened his eyes, and looked in the direction of the child with difficulty.

Young Master Bai deeply remembered that at that time, the expressions of the two soldier brothers changed extremely abruptly, so that the facial muscles were a little cramped, and their expressions looked almost distorted, from disdain to shock, and then they changed from a state of under-twitching that they didn't want to look at him more to staring at him......

The look in his eyes...... Tsk, sympathy, apologies, curiosity, all kinds of complexity, staring at people creepy.

"The kid that Boss Bai left behind?"

Hong Bo didn't raise his eyelids: "Hmm." ”

"The kid who later got a terminal illness called Bai An?" Qi Yan looked at Bai An Xiaozheng too heavily with a kind and fiery look.

"Hmm. ”

The two soldiers squatted in rows, revealing exactly the same weird expression: "Tut-tut......"

Special! Don't!

Old Man Hong is worthy of the name of the Holy Hand, and the ancestral Jiudang Taisu needle in one hand is used superbly, and a few silver needles go down, and a few holes in Ji Ming'an's body immediately stopped the bleeding.

The wound on the shoulder blade has been medicated by the old man and bandaged tightly, but there are only two robbery wounds left, and the bullet is still in the flesh and blood, in this case, it is completely impossible to take it out.

One is that the medical conditions do not allow surgery.

The second is that Ji Ming'an lost too much blood before, and his physical condition was extremely bad, so he couldn't be stimulated by pulling out the bullet.

I can only use a needle to stop the bleeding and sprinkle some anti-inflammatory and detoxifying drugs to prevent infection.

Bai An squatted beside him with a white towel, and hurriedly wiped the sweat that was about to drip into his eyes for the old man who was struggling in the sunny day, while stealing the teacher intently.

The old man held his long sleeves and looked at His Royal Highness the Prince's miserable, still trembling arm, leaned out a thin hand, carefully pressed the pulse, and his brows twisted into pimples.

This obviously bad face frightened Qi Yan to the point of fright, he was full of anxious men, but he didn't dare to make a sound to ask, so he could only hold back.

The next moment, in the face of these tricky injuries, Old Man Hong suddenly accelerated the speed in his hands.

Several needles were inserted into the upper arm, which had no wound, and the blood circulation was directly intercepted.

With one hand, he ordered Bai An to consume the poisoned silver tweezers, quickly and accurately pulled out the fragments inserted in the flesh, and sprinkled the crushed blue-black medicine residue with the other.

There were still a few wounds that were obviously infected and glowing with strange colors, and Old Man Hong showed no mercy, directly cut them with a knife, sprinkled them with powdered medicine, and bandaged them neatly.

This process made people feel painful to watch, from beginning to end, Ji Mingan didn't snort, and the old man directly used a needle to isolate most of his pain.

It wasn't until the prince's arms and legs were bandaged like a mummy that Hong Bo let out a long breath.

His face was pale, and his hands that put down his tools were trembling a little.

However, he didn't want to care about himself for a second: "Quick, quickly carry His Highness into the car, my needle is only enough to stop an hour's blood, and now it has been almost half an hour!"

"Hurry him to the nearest hospital!"

At this time, Ji Ming'an was already dying, so he took a breath and was unwilling to compromise.

He didn't have much time to hold on.

Even Old Man Hong is not sure if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can survive when he arrives in the hospital, but he has done his best under the current conditions.

Qi Yan has contacted the royal family and the military, and the alarm has sounded in the city.

Several people got into the car, drove to the maximum horsepower that Ji Ming'an could bear, and rushed to the nearest large hospital.

Next.

It's just a matter of fate.

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On the last leg of the road, escorted by helicopters and military vehicles, Bai An's car drove directly into the hospital where the crowd had been evacuated and martial law had been maintained.

Many imperial doctors and medical bigwigs who were directly airlifted over held a discussion meeting on the plane through the photos that Mr. Hong had passed through, and at this time, they all did their best to get started directly.

Not all the imperial doctors who were transported over, because it is said that the one in the palace heard the news, his heart fluctuated, and he fainted directly, after all, that person's age was already a little old.

Ji Ming'an was assassinated before, and the sound of the explosion was a little amazing, and at this time, it was a huge battle sent by combat helicopters, and it was impossible to hide the matter.

The government doesn't want to hide it at all.

When the Son of Heaven was still in a coma, the Prime Minister of the Junbian Mansion issued an order, and all the six military centers in the capital were dispatched.

The news of the assassination of the prince was bombarded on various television broadcasts in turn, and all the major websites changed their headlines in seconds, marking the news of this major political malignant event in shocking red font.

Profiles of several remaining killers are flying in a flood of information.

The whole country was shaken, and Huayi's 1.8 billion people were instantly shocked, followed by anger.

The whole country was outraged.

Countless bloody people asked for troops on the telephone network and other channels, and countless people lit candles to pray for the blessing of the prince who did not know whether he was alive or dead.

The capital where the assassination took place was full of soldiers and many checkpoints.

Those assassins are basically unable to fly.

Ji Ming'an's treatment this time was a day and a night, and many medical masters and the top experts who were constantly sent over in the follow-up worked tirelessly, exhausted their efforts, squandered the best medicine, and pulled Ji Ming'an back from the line of death several times.

In the evening, the news of the prince's assassination was basically known, and all the squares in the country were lit up with red prayer candles.

The monarch's side of the palace continues to receive fax calls from prime ministers who have nothing to do with their own country and regret blessings, and Ji Ming'an's just visit to the United Kingdom is a direct release of news, Queen Elizabeth on the live screen of British television, publicly expressed her shock at the news and the angry condemnation of terrorists, she said that she had a very happy conversation with His Royal Highness Prince Ji Ming'an, and admired this excellent monarch very much, was very worried about his physical condition, and finally sent a sincere blessing.

The end is sincere, and the water does not leak.

And at this time, what is Bai An, who came to the hospital in the same car, doing?