Chapter 29: Saving Lives

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Deng Xintong, who wanted to escape in bed, already knew that the danger had passed, but she was still nervous. Now her mind is full of the figure of Zhao Zhong pounced on the gangster, and the heroic figure of the dashing and fearless gangster was deeply imprinted in Deng Xintong's mind.

At this time, seeing Zhao Zhong return to the door again, Deng Xintong also saw that one of the bodyguards was injured. Deng Xintong plucked up the courage to get out of bed, walked over, and saw the bodyguard with a screwdriver stuck in his chest, and she was so frightened that she covered her mouth with her hands.

Zhao Zhong felt that the bodyguard's signs of life were gradually weakening, and immediately stopped hesitating, Zhao Zhong immediately reached to the side, grabbed the tool kit brought by the gangster, rummaged through it, and found a pair of scissors.

Zhao Zhong took the scissors and carefully cut the clothes on the chest of the scarred bodyguard.

"What are you doing?" The other bodyguard saw Zhao Zhong cutting his companion's clothes with scissors, and immediately asked angrily. At this time, without a specialized doctor and medical equipment, it is impossible to remove the screwdriver on the chest of the scarred bodyguard, and if you move it casually, it may aggravate the injury of your companion.

That's why this bodyguard was angry with Zhao Zhong, and this Zhao Zhong actually moved his wounds casually.

"Don't make a noise." Zhao Zhong didn't even look at the bodyguard, and immediately said coldly, the scissors in his hand were still cutting the scarred bodyguard's shirt.

"...... you" The bodyguard was said by Zhao Zhong, at Zhao Zhong's age, he actually dared to talk to himself like this, and immediately wanted to get angry, but he quickly reacted, and immediately asked happily. Do you know how to heal? ”

"Shut up." If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to save the scarred bodyguard in front of him, it is estimated that Zhao Zhong would have punched the bodyguard a long time ago, which was too annoying.

"......" The bodyguard knew that his words would only affect Zhao Zhong's ability to save his companions, so he immediately did not dare to speak again. Although Zhao Zhong was younger than him, he was a little unhappy when he ordered him like this, but for the sake of his companion's life, he still endured this.

Deng Xintong, who was covering his mouth in the room, was also a little strange when he saw Zhao Zhong holding scissors to cut the clothes of the scarred bodyguard. And now when he heard another bodyguard say that Zhao Zhong knew medical skills, he immediately knew that Zhao Zhong was now saving the injured bodyguard.

At the same time, Deng Xintong suddenly thought that if Zhao Zhong really knew medical skills, then wouldn't it be true that he said that he could help himself enlarge his breasts?

As soon as he thought of this, Deng Xintong's face suddenly turned red, and the deer in his heart was jumping wildly.

"Go for that bottle of liquor." After Zhao Zhong cut the shirt of the injured bodyguard, he immediately said.

When the other bodyguard heard this, he stopped talking nonsense, and immediately rushed to the kitchen on the second floor to get a bottle of liquor, and the whole process took less than twenty seconds.

Zhao Zhong took the liquor, poured half a bottle on his hands, and the true qi ran to the ten fingers of both hands, and soon the ten fingers became slightly hot.

The surroundings seemed very quiet, even the air became solemn, and the injured bodyguard, although seriously injured, was still strong not to close his eyes, and remained awake. He also knew that Zhao Zhong was saving himself now, although he didn't know if Zhao Zhong really understood medical skills, but he knew that he was seriously injured, and there were no medical equipment and drugs around, how could he save himself?

Seeing that Zhao Zhong was actually washing his hands with liquor, he didn't understand what Zhao Zhong was going to do. Everyone held their breath and didn't dare to make a sound, so they looked at Zhao Zhong like this.

After Zhao Zhong washed his hands with wine, he then pressed one hand around the wound, and the true qi entered the wound through both hands. After a few breaths, the liquor that Zhao Zhong held in his other hand was slowly poured over the wound site.

When Deng Xintong and the other bodyguard saw such a scene, they immediately became even more strange, they still didn't know what Zhao Zhong was going to do. And now Zhao Zhong actually poured liquor on the wound, although the alcohol contained in Zhilu Dao liquor can be disinfected, but it is not disinfected like this.

The injured bodyguard immediately snorted at the moment when the liquor poured on the wound, and his face turned pale, but in the blink of an eye, that whiteness subsided, and he gradually had a ruddy complexion.

The other bodyguard saw that his companion's face had become so pale, and immediately wanted to stop Zhao Zhong, but when he saw that his companion's face gradually improved, and at the same time, his companion's pain seemed to have decreased a lot, and the bodyguard was immediately pleasantly surprised.

"Unplug it." Zhao Zhong poured the liquor for a while and said suddenly.

"What?" The bodyguard, who was not injured, heard Zhao Zhong's words, and thought that he had misheard.

"Tell you to pull out the screwdriver." Zhao Zhong said.

"Unplug it, how can this be unplugged? Once you pull it out, ...... "The bodyguard is not without common sense, now it's because there is a screwdriver inserted into the wound, blocking the blood from flowing out, once pulled out, the blood inside will definitely come out like a faucet."

"If you are told to pull it out, you will pull it out, what are you doing with so much nonsense, do you still want him to live?" Zhao Zhong was immediately a little unhappy.

"You ......"

The bodyguard gritted his teeth, hesitating whether he wanted to pull it out. However, before he could finish hesitating, the injured bodyguard suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the screwdriver.

He actually wanted to pull out the screwdriver himself.

"Poof." A small voice sounded, and the screwdriver that was originally stuck in his chest was pulled out by the scar bodyguard himself.

When the screwdriver was pulled out, Zhao Zhong pressed the hand around the wound, and quickly pressed it on the wound with his hand, and the true qi was running rapidly, and at the same time, the liquor was also quickly poured down, the wine bottle was thrown, and then the other hand was also pressed on that hand.

Zhao Zhong's two hands were pressed on the wound, and the true qi in his body was running, quickly entering the wound, using the true qi to heal the wound and repair the injury inside.

The blood didn't come out, the wounded bodyguard didn't die, and his face didn't turn pale.

Seeing this, Deng Xintong and the other bodyguard were surprised, and they couldn't believe it.

Zhao Zhong actually poured a bottle of liquor on the wound, and casually pressed the wound, he could save such a seriously injured person, which was also too shocking.

After a few more minutes, Zhao Zhong slowly let go of the hands that were pressing the wound, and then the others saw that the chest that originally had a bloody hole was actually left with only a scar that had obviously just healed.

Seeing this, everyone was surprised, including the injured bodyguard himself.

"Don't do strenuous exercise for half a month." Zhao Zhong said to the scarred bodyguard.

"Yes, yes......" The bodyguard was obviously surprised, because he found that his injuries were actually half healed, although his breathing was still a little painful, but there was no danger to his life.

The scar bodyguard stood up on his own, still looking down at his wounds, and walked through the ghost gate, making him feel as if he was in a dream.

In fact, when Zhao Zhong pressed his hand around the wound, he felt a warm breath rushing into his body, reducing his pain a lot. When the liquor was poured, although it was stimulated by the pungency of the liquor at first, it was soon felt that kind of comfort kept hitting the wound, making his injury gradually weaken.

Originally, he was a little skeptical that Zhao Zhong could save himself from the beginning, but he immediately knew that Zhao Zhong could indeed save himself. Sang Zhaozhong called to pull out the screwdriver, and he didn't hesitate to pull it out himself.

Now, with the help of Zhao Zhong, who was originally seriously injured, he is more than half better in the transfer room, and he can still stand up and move freely.