Nalan Xiangxiang opened the door of the cab, stretched out her hand and shouted, "Hold my hand!"

Ye Qiu was a little weak after being shot seven or eight times in a row, his physique was relatively strong because of his long-term martial arts training, seeing Nalan Xiangxiang stretching out his hand anxiously, Ye Qiu tried his last bit of strength, grabbed it, and then jumped into the cab of the Maserati.

Ye Qiu's physique is strong, and the whole person is almost sitting on Nalan Xiangxiang's body, at this time, the killer has already raised his gun and surrounded him, it is very dangerous at this time, Nalan Xiangxiang stepped on the accelerator with his feet, and the sports car spun in place and rushed out like a sharp sword.

At this time, the black-clad killer had already picked up the gun, and because the Maserati started very quickly, he knocked it out before the killer could pull the trigger, and then scraped two cars parked on the side of the road in a row, and then disappeared.

At this time, Ye Qiu rode on Nalan Xiangxiang's thigh, although the posture was extremely ambiguous and the sight was also very attractive, but all this was not so important to Ye Qiu, who was already a bloody person.

"Hey, don't sleep!" shouted Nalan Xiangxiang.

Seeing that after escaping from the siege of the killer, Nalan Xiangxiang pushed Ye Qiu down on the co-pilot, seeing that Ye Qiu's eyes were a little dilated, he hurriedly picked up the mineral water in the car and splashed it on Ye Qiu's face and shouted: "Wake up Ye Qiu!"

"Hmm, take my mobile phone and call Tian Buque!" ask them if they're okay," Ye Qiu said with difficulty.

"I have to take you to the hospital!" Nalan Xiangxiang didn't follow Ye Qiu's instructions, and hurriedly drove to the nearest hospital.

Arriving at the gate of the hospital, Nalan Xiangxiang dragged Ye Qiu off the car, and then shouted, "Doctor!"

The crowd of onlookers attracted the attention of the hospital, and the doctor in the emergency department lifted the stretcher and sent Ye Qiu into the hospital, and an older doctor said to the nurse next to him: "The patient has lost too much blood, hurry up and take a test!"

Then he said to a young male doctor: "Tell the operating room to prepare for surgery, trauma, bullet puncture" and then plucked Ye Qiu's chest and said: "The patient is short of breath and hurts his lungs, bring a ventilator"

"Are you a family member of the patient?" asked Xiang Nalan Xiangxiang.

"No," Nalan Xiangxiang said in a panic.

The doctor pondered for a while and said, "Hurry up and contact his family and ask him to send some money, the patient is in urgent condition and needs immediate surgery!"

"I'll give you the car keys, you will have surgery right now, and I will contact his family immediately" Nalan Xiangxiang handed the sports car keys to the doctor.

The doctor also understands people, after seeing the harpoon sign, he knew that this young man was extraordinary, and he didn't dare to delay, and pushed forward to perform the operation immediately, and Nalan Xiangxiang also took out Ye Qiu's mobile phone and dialed Tian Buquan's phone: "Ye Qiu was assassinated, and now he is being rescued in XX Hospital, the doctor asked you to bring money over, you better bring some people over, I'm afraid that those people will come again"

After listening to the phone, Tian Buqian didn't say anything, put down the phone and called all the people, and rushed to the hospital to see Nalan Xiangxiang who was anxious outside the emergency room.

"What's wrong with my eldest brother!" Huo Jianhua said with some excitement.

Nalan Xiangxiang told the matter one by one, and Tian Buqian suddenly said: "What kind of clothes are those people wearing, what kind of weapons and attack methods are they using?"

Nalan Xiangxiang recalled: "I rushed back when I heard the explosion, they were all wearing black jumpsuits, holding guns, and their attacks were very orderly, not like ordinary killers"

Tian Buqian pondered for a while and said, "It should be the person of Mandala, I didn't expect to come to revenge so soon!"

"Big brother is so strong, he'll be fine!" Huo Jianhua said staring at the light on the operating room.

At this time, a nurse came out of it and shouted: "The patient's blood type A, the blood bank is not enough now, it needs to be transferred in another hospital, which of you is blood type A!"

Huo Jianhua stopped in front of the nurse and shouted: "What type A blood, Lao Tzu is red blood, Huaxia blood!

The nurse stared at Huo Jianhua with a surprised face, but she could see that he was not joking at all, and she was suddenly a little dumbfounded, and then Tian Buqian kicked over and scolded: "Listen to the doctor!

One after another, Tian Buxi, Huo Jianhua, Nalan Xiangxiang and some horses wearing weapons all went to the blood testing room, and after the test, only Nalan Xiangxiang was qualified.

Looking at Nalan Xiangxiang's thin physique, the doctor said a little worriedly: "The amount may not be less!"

"I'll go, don't delay help!" said Nalan Xiangxiang eagerly.

After changing clothes, Nalan Xiangxiang was pushed into the operating room, and saw Ye Qiu, who was unconscious, with five gunshot wounds all over his body and was hit in the chest, no matter how strong you are in martial arts, as long as you do not fall into the realm of heaven and man, then after all, it is the mortal fetus of the flesh, and a most basic five-four pistol can easily take your life.

Looking at the warheads that the doctor kept taking out, Nalan Xiangxiang also began to carry out blood transfusions, and then heard the doctor say: "Life is very big, it hurts the lung lobes and liver, but it does not hurt the heart, this is the luck in misfortune"

"Teacher, what will happen to him in the future?" asked the young doctor.

The middle-aged man said: "Well, if you fall into the root of the disease, you may not live to be fifty years old."

"What about the gunshot wound teacher?" asked the young doctor tentatively.

The middle-aged man said suddenly: "The police station came to talk about it, if you don't look for this matter, you don't see it, you are still young and don't understand, more things are better than less things, just see a doctor and do your job as a doctor."

The young man nodded teachablely, and just as he was about to stitch it up for Ye Qiu, he suddenly shouted, "Teacher, come quickly!

The middle-aged man was also startled by his surprised shout, and ran over to reprimand, "What are you making all the fuss about!"

The young doctor pointed at Ye Qiu's wide eyes and said, "Teacher, look! his wounds are healing on his own!"

Nalan Xiangxiang was also stunned by the young man's words, and the wound healed on its own, something that only happens in legends.

The middle-aged doctor took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and said in surprise: "Oh my God! It's a miracle, every one of his organs and muscles seems to have life! And the rate of cell destruction and regeneration is at least 100 times that of a normal person! Oh no! 1,000 times! It's a miracle!!"

The doctor was studying Ye Qiu's body as if he had seen a treasure, and then took out some DV to record the healing of these wounds, which was of great medical value in his eyes.

In just 1 hour, Ye Qiu's wound was not sutured, it healed by itself, and the scars of the liver, spleen and stomach also recovered on its own, in Ye Qiu's growth for more than 20 years, no matter how much he was injured, he would definitely be fine the next day.

With the practice of martial arts and the cultivation of various mysteries, Ye Qiu's exaggerated recovery ability actually became even more exaggerated!

As the lights in the emergency room turned on, Ye Qiu and Nalan Xiangxiang were pushed out, the old professor was in tears, Huo Jianhua was also panicked, and stepped forward and shouted: "What happened to your eldest brother!"