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The cough is simple, only two.

But these two sounds seem to be more shocking than the previous thunder.

Because the cough sound, it's a woman's.

Among all the people present, Nangong Fengluan was the only one, a woman.

Nangong Fengluan's eyes were still closed, her face wrinkled together, looking very painful.

Zhao Chunliang looked at the woman in his arms in disbelief.

Just now, it was her coughing!

That's right, it's Nangong Fengluan coughing! Zhao Chunliang heard the voice clearly, and felt the trembling of Nangong Fengluan's body.

She's not dead yet?

"Feng Luan, Feng Luan!!"

Zhao Chunliang shouted anxiously.

Nangong Fengluan didn't respond, still closing her eyes.

"Commander, I'll take a look!"

Jin Fan rushed to Zhao Chunliang's side in a few steps and grabbed Nangong Fengluan's hand.

"There's a pulse!!"

Jin Fan was pleasantly surprised, "There is a pulse, although it is very weak, hurry up and find a hospital!" ”

"Let's go!" Zhao Chunliang roared and rushed forward quickly.

It seems that he is not injured.

Just after Zhao Chunliang and the others left.

A woman with a red umbrella appeared in the courtyard where the battle had been raging before.

Red high heels, stepping in a pool of red blood, like a female ghost from the blood domain.

The pouring rain fell on the red umbrellas, making a loud noise.

The woman walked up to Muhammad, who had lost his life, and crouched down.

She looked at the staring Muhammad blankly for about ten seconds, and then the woman stood up and took out her phone from her pocket.

"Zhao Chunliang has passed the third layer of testing. The phobia seems to have been cured. The woman said in a very slow, unemotional tone.

"8 of hearts, is it dead?" On the other end of the line was a deep man's voice.

"Dead." After the woman finished speaking, she suddenly smiled, as if it meant a little mockery.

"How did you die?" The other end of the line asked.

"It's the same as when I died." The woman looked at the scimitar on Muhammad's chest and said, "The heart is pierced." ”

"How is Zhao Chunliang? Nangong Fengluan, did she die as expected? The other end of the line asked again.

"Nangong Fengluan is not dead." The woman said with a smile, "The 8 of hearts seems to have forgotten that Nangong Fengluan's heart grows on the right." ”

The man on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time and said, "You didn't tell him?" ”

"Do I need to, tell him?" The woman asked rhetorically.

"Pay attention to the tone of your voice, you're just a queen, that's all." The man on the other end of the line seemed a little dissatisfied.

"You're just an old K, that's all." The woman chuckled softly.

"You!!"

The other end of the line seemed annoyed, but he didn't get angry, and after he said your word, he fell silent.

After a few seconds of silence, the man said, "Layer 4 testing, you can begin." ”

"I've already set out to prepare." The woman said calmly, "If Zhao Chunliang passes the fourth layer test, does that mean that he is qualified to enter your ranks?" ”

"Let's wait until he's past the fourth layer of testing."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

The woman put her phone away, smiled slightly disdainfully, and then turned to leave.

Soon after, the Pastani military police entered the mosque.

The scene inside the mosque shocked all the military and police officers of Pastan.

There are corpses everywhere, blood everywhere!!

Except for a few ordinary people who hid in the shadows and were not poisoned, the entire upper echelons of the mosque were all killed!

The military police of Pastan immediately reported the incident to the Pastani government, and the Pastani government immediately issued a wanted warrant to hunt down the perpetrators of the mosque bloodbath, and the entire Pastan began to operate quickly, making every effort to find the identity of the murderer.

Just when Bastan was arresting people with great fanfare.

Zhao Chunliang had already rushed into a hospital with Nangong Fengluan.

It is a private hospital.

There are many such hospitals in Bastan, because people are often injured and sent to the hospital for treatment, and if you rely only on public hospitals, there is no way to accept victims of terrorist attacks on a daily basis.

A couple of nurses were bored watching the TV when the latest news was inserted on the TV that a group of terrorists had attacked a large mosque in Bastan, killed dozens of people, and finally fled the mosque.

Just then, a group of people rushed into the emergency room.

Several nurses were startled by the sudden appearance of the nurses, and when they looked at them, they were immediately frightened.

The people in front of them, all with blood stains on their bodies, although they were washed away a lot by the rain, it is still not difficult to see that these people must be carrying a lot of human lives, and then thinking of the news on TV, someone immediately guessed the identity of these people in front of them.

"Help, doctor!" Zhao Chunliang shouted.

Several nurses screamed and tried to run.

Xiaojie and the others immediately pulled out the guns they were hiding on their bodies and pointed them at the nurses.

"If you don't want to die, save Lao Tzu!" Zhao Chunliang roared angrily.

Several doctors who were resting in the next room heard the noise and walked out.

"Knife wounds, surgery!"

Zhao Chunliang immediately shouted at the doctors.

The doctors didn't watch TV, so they didn't know what was going on, and when they saw someone rushing to the hospital with a gun to let themselves operate on a woman, the doctors didn't dare to be vague and immediately prepared.

Nangong Fengluan was pushed into the operating room, and Zhao Chunliang also followed into the operating room.

"The injured person is now in a state of blood loss!"

While examining Nangong Fengluan's body, the doctor said to the nurse beside him, "Hurry up and send me all the type B blood in the blood bank." ”

"Yes, Doctor"

The nurse hurriedly rushed out of the operating room, Xiao Jie hurriedly followed the nurse, and now they are being wanted by Bastan's full strength, and now Nangong Fengluan's life is hanging by a thread, Xiao Jie is absolutely impossible to give these nurses a chance to ventilate.

The doctor used scissors to cut the middle of Nangong Fengluan's clothes, revealing Nangong Fengluan's underwear.

Then, the doctor glanced at Zhao Chunliang.

Zhao Chunliang nodded, this doctor dared to cut Nangong Fengluan's underwear with a sight.

If it were on weekdays, where would the doctors be able to manage this, but now that Zhao Chunliang looks like he is going to kill someone, these doctors really don't dare to move casually.

Nangong Fengluan's underwear was taken away by a nurse, and her bloodstained clothes covered half of her chest.

Zhao Chunliang's eyes were firmly fixed on the knife next to his chest.

The knife edge is not big, Zhao Chunliang doesn't know why Nangong Fengluan was stabbed with a knife and didn't die, but the current situation is nothing less than a great thing for Zhao Chunliang, at least the person is still alive, as long as he is alive, there is the possibility of being rescued.

"It's a good thing, my heart grows on the right side!"

The doctor's emotional words made Zhao Chunliang understand the reason why Nangong Fengluan did not die at once.

"However, the lungs were pierced by a sharp weapon, and now it has caused Yan Zòng's pulmonary edema, and we are only 30% sure that we can save people back." The doctor said.

"If the person is not saved, you can also be buried together." Zhao Chunliang said expressionlessly.

Several doctors looked at each other, and one of them said, "Sir, we will do our best, but the wounded man's injuries are too severe." ”

"I know." Zhao Chunliang nodded and said, "So you can only desperately catch her life for me, if she dies, you all have to die." ”

Several doctors suddenly felt a chill sweep over their bodies, and they were only thirty percent sure before, but when Zhao Chunliang said this, they immediately felt that they were fifty or sixty percent sure.

Of course, this is more or less just self-comforting.

The blood was sent quickly, and several doctors gave Nangong Fengluan several injections of adrenaline to stimulate Nangong Fengluan's physical activity, and after the blood was delivered, he decisively hung up the blood bag and then began to operate.

"Sir, your hand?"

A nurse noticed Zhao Chunliang's hand.

Where is this still a human hand! The flesh in the palm of the hand was almost rotten, revealing the white bones inside.

With such a strict injury, the person in front of him, doesn't he feel any pain at all?

From the time he appeared in the hospital to now, he didn't seem to care about his hands at all!

"I'll bandage you."

The nurse took a roll of bandages and walked up to Zhao Chunliang and said.

"I'm fine, just take care of him." Zhao Chunliang took the bandage and bandaged it himself.

It is impossible to say that it doesn't hurt, Zhao Chunliang is not a vegetative person, and his ability to feel pain is even stronger than that of ordinary people.

However, despite the pain in his hands, Zhao Chunliang didn't say a word, and bandaged his hands by himself.

The surgery went very smoothly.

Zhao Chunliang stood aside, watching Nangong Fengluan's heartbeat slowly speed up, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

That's when it happened.

"Change the blood bag."

The doctor said.

"Doctor, blood type B is gone!"

The nurse said anxiously, "Yesterday another hospital borrowed a lot of our type B blood. ”

"What?!"

The doctor's face changed drastically, and he said, "This, how can this be, this gentleman, now is the most dangerous moment of surgery, it is too late for us to transfer blood from the outside, do any of you have blood type B?" ”

"Blood type B? I am! ”

Zhao Chunliang said, "Draw my blood." ”

"But sir, you are already injured, and you can see that your blood loss is very strict!" The doctor said.

"Let you smoke it, don't talk nonsense to Lao Tzu." Zhao Chunliang looked at a few doctors with murderous intent, and those doctors couldn't say anything more, so they hurriedly asked the nurse to get the blood transfusion equipment.

Soon, a needle was pierced into Zhao Chunliang's arm, and his blood flowed along the needle, through some instruments, and finally flowed into Nangong Fengluan's body.

At this moment, a siren sounded from outside the hospital.

The military police of Bastan are coming!

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