Chapter 8: The Third Bullet
It has been ten minutes since Tang Xin was shot, but there is still no doctor coming. Seeing that Tang Xin's breathing was getting weaker and weaker, Long Xingyun gritted his teeth and took off Tang Xin's underwear. I saw that between Tang Xin's white thighs, a dense forest revealed its true face. It can be seen that Tang Xin takes good care of himself, even those hairs are neatly tied.
It can be said that Tang Xin's temptation at this time is definitely great enough, especially her pale face caused by blood loss, which makes her seem a trace of morbid beauty. Taking a deep breath, Long Xingyun suppressed the impulse in his heart. Long Xingyun is not a gentleman, if in other circumstances, there is a beautiful woman who tempts him so much, he may be satisfied. However, Tang Xin's three shots were completely for him, and he couldn't just do something that people and gods were angry with because of his selfish desires.
Moving his gaze to Tang Xin's last gunshot wound, a trace of determination flashed in Long Xingyun's eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, Long Xingyun* picked up the scalpel and quickly slashed through Tang Xin's skin. Because the gunshot wound here was more serious and hit Tang Xin's spleen, even with Long Xingyun's indifferent attitude, he had to be cautious.
The texture of the spleen is brittle and the blood vessels are abundant, so once it is hit by a strong external force, it is easy to rupture, and the rupture of the spleen can lead to severe heavy bleeding, which is one of the abdominal emergencies that can be fatal. And the bullet was on Tang Xin's spleen, and because the temperature of the bullet was too high, her spleen did not bleed heavily.
If he used the same technique as just now, Tang Xin would definitely bleed profusely, and if he was not careful, Tang Xin would lose too much blood and die. But compared to the ambulance that could only arrive before he knew it, Long Xingyun seemed to have no reason to wait. "Now, I can only hope that it is still as effective as before." Long Xingyun sighed and moved with a serious expression.
At this moment, the tweezers in Long Xingyun's hand slowly stretched out to Tang Xin's spleen, and the bullet stood on it hideously, as if mocking something. When the tweezers just touched the bullet, Tang Xin's delicate body couldn't help but tremble because of the pain. looked up at Tang Xin, but before he woke up, Long Xingyun continued to move. Holding a porcelain bottle in one hand, ready to drop drops at any time, the other hand is holding tweezers to slowly clamp the end of the bullet. I saw that the field of the porcelain vase began to go underground, and Long Xingyun's movements were even faster, and the tweezers in his hand were pulled out with the last bullet.
As the bullet came out, it was naturally Tang Xin's blood, perhaps because the pressure was a little long, and a large amount of blood gushed out from that wound. Even if there was a mysterious liquid dripping on Tang Xin's wound, it couldn't suppress the gushing of blood. Human blood is limited, and if a part of it is leaked out, even if an ambulance comes, it will be useless.
Seeing this situation, Long Xingyun gritted his teeth and secretly prayed in his heart: I hope it will work. With a mutter, he slashed the scalpel at his wrist. A silver light flashed, and bright red blood began to flow outward from Long Xingyun's wrist. Not daring to hesitate, Long Xingyun put his still bleeding wrist close to the wound on Tang Xin's lower abdomen. Perhaps it was Long Xingyun's prayer that worked, and Tang Xin's wound, which was still gushing blood, actually began to slowly scab over. Seeing the effect, Long Xingyun also breathed a long sigh of relief.
It wasn't until Tang Xin's wound was completely scabbed that Long Xingyun took his wrist back. In just ten seconds, the wound on the wrist, which was still bleeding, gradually became smaller until it disappeared. Looking at his wrist with a wry smile, Long Xingyun's thoughts couldn't help but go back to that day two years ago. It was then that he noticed something unusual in his blood.
Shaking his head vigorously and throwing those things out, Long Xingyun reached out to put Tang Xin's underwear on. There are so many coincidences in the world, when Long Xingyun just put on Tang Xin's underwear, the interrogation room that no one had come to was knocked open, led by two sweaty white coats.
Naturally, Long Xingyun's movements were clearly seen by the comers, as well as the bloodstains left by Long Xingyun's bloody handprints on Tang Xin's clothes. "It's miserable, it's really yellow mud in the crotch of your pants - it's not, it's." Although Long Xingyun secretly scolded the doctor for coming so late in his heart, he couldn't help it, so he hurriedly said: "Doctor, lightly, the bullet in her body has been taken out, just take her back to the hospital to recuperate for a while." ”
Hearing this, the two doctors who were still thinking about how to angrily reprimand Long Xingyun for being such a beast just now looked at the bullet that Long Xingyun took out. Sure enough, the two saw several yellow-orange bullets scattered on the table.
At this moment, a well-dressed middle-aged man, surrounded by a large group of people, quickly rushed into the interrogation room. As soon as the middle-aged man entered the room, his eyes looked straight at Tang Xin, who was still lying on the table at this time. The blood stains everywhere made the middle-aged man suddenly like a lightning strike. Holding back the grief in his heart, the middle-aged man asked the white coat seriously, "Doctor Huang, Doctor Liu, how is my daughter?" ”