Song Jian hugged Ling Su and galloped away in the direction of his Land Rover.

Ling Su's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and then he tilted his head and fell into a deep sleep against Song Jian's chest.

A puddle of sticky liquid flowed out of Ling Su's legs.

Song Jian was stunned in his heart, he realized that Ling Su's injuries were far more serious than what she had described, but this woman had always been expressionless, even if she was on the line of life and death now, she did not show too much sadness or panic.

"Hey, hey! Don't sleep," Song Jian's gait became faster, and at the same time, he tried to control his body and keep it steady.

"Just for a moment," Ling Su replied with his eyes closed.

"Not for a while, you haven't told me what's going on?" Song Jiandao, he used all his strength and finally got to the Land Rover.

Pulling the car door, Song Jian turned on the lights on the car, and he put Ling Su in the back seat, only to find that there was a lot of bright red blood.

"I ...... I feel a little cold," Ling Su closed his eyes, "Isn't it summer now?" Am I back in the Tianshan Mountains again? ”

Song Jian's heart chuckled, he looked down at Ling Su, and Ling Su's face became whiter and whiter.

Song Jian understood in his heart that the reason why Ling Su was okay just now was because she kept the breath in her body running, which could make the muscles near the blood vessels contract to the greatest extent, so the blood would not flow out.

With a "snort", Song Jian tore off the black clothes on Ling Su's body, but in a flash, Ling Su had already peeled off only a small inner strip wrapped around her buttocks, and this woman didn't even have a bra in it.

In fact, during the battle, Ling Su had chest wraps inside, but those chest wraps had been thrown out by Ling Su as a cover for yīn yang escape during the battle.

On Ling Su's naked, exposed right thigh, there was a crack, and a piece of black iron was deeply embedded in it, and it seemed that Ling Su was actually injured by the mine. Not only did it hurt the flesh, but the femoral artery was cut, which allowed the blood to flow out continuously.

The femoral artery is a large artery in the human body and is very dangerous. Even if it's a warrior. If you bleed for a long time, you can also die from excessive blood loss.

Song Jian grabbed a towel from the back of the car and wrapped it around Ling Su's thigh on top of the wound. Tie a knot.

After doing this simple processing, Song Jian jumped directly from the back seat to the driver's seat, and while starting the Land Rover, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Gao Yuan's phone.

"Boom". The Land Rover sprang forward.

"Hey, Boss Song, why did you think of me so late," Gao Yuan's giggling voice came from inside.

"Gao Yuan, you immediately prepare a room, and I want a complete set of medical equipment for stitching and cleaning wounds, and prepare it immediately. In addition, you asked Liu Dachūn to rush to the medicine factory, and listen to my orders at any time, I need medicinal herbs, medicinal materials to heal wounds. Song Jian quickly commanded.

Gao Yuan listened to Song Jian's voice very quickly. Knowing that the matter was critical, she immediately said, "Okay, I'll prepare immediately, when will you arrive." ”

"Five minutes later." The accelerator under Song Jian's feet became bigger and bigger.

"Okay."

Hung up the phone, and Gao Yuan's side immediately prepared. A complete set of suture medical equipment is really simple for Gao Yuan, because the three hospitals that Song Jian annexed have a lot of equipment for Western medicine surgery, and Gao Yuan also knows the storage place.

At this time, fortunately, it was night, there were not many pedestrians on the road, and the Land Rover was like an angry bull, emitting black smoke, galloping all the way.

The Land Rover sped all the way and came to a squeaky stop outside the resplendent sky.

At this time, Gao Yuan was already standing in front of the store and waiting.

Song Jian opened the car door, draped his shirt over Ling Su's body, picked up Ling Su, and strode towards the resplendent of gold.

"Come to the elevator, the fourth floor," Gao Yuan stepped on his high heels and trotted, leading the way in front of Song Jian, "The injury is very serious, do you need to go to the hospital?" ”

"No need, small wounds, I can stitch them myself," Song Jiandao said, although he said this, he was still a little anxious in his heart. In fact, although Song Jian was a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, ancient Chinese medicine also required surgery. The history of Hua Tuo's scraping of bones to heal wounds, Zhongjing's use of silk to wrap his throat and so on, all show that Chinese medicine attaches great importance to surgery. However, the failure rate of TCM surgery is too high, not because of the poor techniques of TCM, but because the disinfection measures are not enough, after all, before the invention of antibiotics, infection was a big problem.

Song Jian was born in the Great Song Dynasty Imperial Doctor, and of course he was familiar with surgery, and when he operated on an Inner Qi Realm martial artist, he basically didn't have to worry about the problem of infection after surgery, because the vitality of the Inner Qi Realm martial artist was too tenacious, as long as the wound was repaired.

Three people entered the elevator.

Gao Yuan glanced at Ling Su in Song Jian's arms, then pouted and said, "Who is this woman, Boss Song, why is she naked." ”

Song Jian glanced at Gao Yuan.

Gao Yuan stopped talking, went to the fourth floor, took Song Jian, and went straight to a large VIP room.

"You come and give me a hand," Song Jian instructed Gao Yuan.

Gao Yuan is used to seeing blood, but he is not afraid.

Song Jian put Ling Su down, picked up the wine jīng cotton, cleaned the wound mouth casually, and then lay Ling Su on the bed reflexively, first took out the shrapnel with tweezers, and then picked up the needle and thread and hemostat, and got busy.

In just one minute, Song Jian had already finished stitching up the blood vessels, and he simply dealt with the wound of the muscle tissue, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Okay, let's use Chinese medicine powder to restore the wound." ”

Gao Yuan looked at the blood in the shop, a little dizzy, she just nodded and said, "I...... I'll go clean up and make your bed. ”

Song Jian called Liu Dachūn and told him to take some Qili to stop bleeding and heal his wounds, and asked him to prepare the medicinal materials for the Blood-Activating Visceral Pill as soon as possible, and tomorrow Song Jian would go to refine the Blood-Nourishing Visceral Pill.

The real blood-nourishing pill, of course, Song Jian can't refine it in a short period of time, but the simplified version of the pill can be refined, this pill is the one sold to the National Security Bureau, although it can't immediately recover the injury, but after taking it, after three days, it can completely recover the injury in the body, and there will be no sequelae.

Everything was ordered, and when Liu Dachūn rushed over, Song Jian got Qi Lisan and hemostatic muscle building ointment, applied it to Ling Su, and after bandaging it, it was already more than twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

Liu Dachūn spent the night preparing medicinal herbs.

Gao Yuan saw that there was no danger, and after changing the sheets, he also yawned and prepared to go to bed.

Song Jian closed the door, glanced at Ling Su, who was wearing only a pink sè small nene on the bed, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled.

"I can finally get some sleep," Song Jian finished washing, wearing a pair of big pants, and lay down beside Ling Su, "You woman, you are really hard-hitting......"

Song Jian looked sideways at Ling Su's body, Ling Su was still asleep, her breathing was much more stable, and after taking the Bazhen Soup that replenished qi and blood, her face looked much better.

Song Jian's gaze moved to Ling Su's chest, "Well, it's a little smaller than Xu Si," Song Jian thought in his heart, and was about to stretch out his hand, but then he stopped, "Forget it, let's sleep, and then bully you when you are well." ”

Under the dimming of the light, Song Jian lay on his side and gradually fell asleep......