Fang Buwei gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, adjusted the direction of his body, and at the same time slid down and jumped into the window on the fourth floor.

The window was deliberately opened when he went upstairs before, so there was no need to break the glass, and it didn't make too much noise.

The moment he jumped into the window, Fang Buwei pulled the rope hard, and the live buckle of the rope was pulled open and fell down.

At the same time, he threw down all the pistols in his hands and on his body.

The crew, who were searching on the roof, ran to this direction when they heard the gunshots, and when they reached the bow of the ship, listened to the movement, and then cautiously stretched their heads down and saw nothing, only the sound of something falling on the deck, as before.

Fang Buwei grabbed the windowsill with one hand, jumped off the table, squatted down again, and slowly knelt on the floor. Then he gritted his teeth and touched the location of the wound.

Under the nervousness, the adrenaline was secreted so fast that he forgot about the pain for a while. It was only then that he felt a sharp pain in his thigh.

Fang Buwei bit his lip and reached out to touch the two holes on his thighs, one in front and one in the back, but in this short period of time, the blood had already soaked his pants......

Fortunately, it was a penetrating wound.

Fang Buwei breathed a sigh of relief for the darkness, and secretly called for luck.

If he hurt the bones in his leg again, he would be completely ruined.

Thinking about what happened before and after, even he felt that he was blessed. I took two shots, but neither of them was in a fatal place. Not to mention that if you hit the vital point, even if you have the upper body, even if you don't die, don't want to escape back smoothly.

Fang Buwei directly tore off the blood-stained pants, tore off a strip of cloth, and quickly pierced it at the base of his thigh.

Then he stepped on the ground with one foot, approached the window, looked carefully, and carefully wiped off all the blood splatters on the windowsill, windows, and tables inside, and then closed the window and closed the curtains.

The shouts of the American crew were heard overhead, and Fang Buwei couldn't understand what they were saying.

But he at least knows that the Americans will definitely vigorously investigate next.

As long as the Americans don't find the clue that they entered this room.

Fang Buwei stood up against the wall, tore off the sheet on the bed and lifted it in his hand, and jumped to the bathroom with one foot.

The only one in the medicine bottle had already been eaten by him, so Fang Buwei could only pour all the remaining medicine powder into the wound.

The bullet did not hurt the large blood vessels, and Fang Buwei tied the top of the wound tightly with a strip of cloth, so the amount of bleeding was not too great, and after a minute or two, no more blood flowed out of the wound.

Fang Buwei smashed the empty bottle of Baibaodan and flushed it into the toilet. Then he put the sheet on his body and opened the door.

Before going out, he quietly glanced in the direction of the entrance of the corridor, and sure enough, he did not see the American crew.

Something so big happened, the Americans were afraid that they gathered all the crew and rushed to the luxury cabin.

The bodyguard in the corridor saw Fang Buwei appear from this room again, as if he had seen a ghost alive.

He searched just now, and there was obviously no one inside, so how did Fang Buwei disappear, and why did he suddenly appear?

"Please call Mr. Zhao!" Fang Buwei said to the bodyguard.

Things were stirred up by himself, and the situation was many times worse than before, so Fang Buwei didn't dare to let anyone know that he had a gunshot wound, so he could only let Xiao Zaiming come over.

Hearing the sound in the aisle, it was Yin Zhiwen who ran the fastest. Before Xiao Zaiming could stop him, Yin Zhiwen rushed over, opened the door, and saw Fang Buwei, who only had a head exposed in the door next door.

Yin Zhiwen had the same doubts as the bodyguard, why did Fang Buwei suddenly disappear and suddenly appear?

"Brother Xiansheng......" Yin Zhiwen shouted with trembling lips, "Where have you been...... Are you okay? ”

Fang Buwei shook his head, tightly wrapped the sheets on his body, "I slipped and fell in the shower, and I hit my foot, I went to the doctor and asked him to take some medicine...... Close the door! The last two words are for Xiao Ming.

Xiao Zaiming flashed out, pushed Yin Zhiwen back, who wanted to come out, and locked the door.

At the moment when Xiao Zaiming closed the door, Yin Zhiwen saw that Fang Buwei's hand holding the door frame was trembling slightly, and his heart was shocked, "Brother Xiansheng is injured?" ”

But no one had time to pay attention to him.

Xiao Zaiming rushed over quickly, helped Fang Buwei, and asked urgently, "What's the injury?" ”

He is also a battle-hardened person, and he is called a life of nine deaths, how can he not see that Fang Buwei was injured.

"Thighs!" Fang Buwei didn't dare to say that there was still a bullet in his shoulder, "Don't worry, it's a penetrating wound!" ”

Xiao Zaiming gritted his teeth.

He is all worried now, where is there any intention to complain.

From the first moment he heard the gunshots, he was secretly praying that as long as Fang was not alive, he could run without an arm or leg. But Fang Buwei was really injured, but it made his heart like a knife.

Fang Buwei pointed to a windowless room opposite, "Help me over, and then call the doctor...... And then I want you to go over and clean up the traces of this room yourself......"

Fang Bu muttered again, "You let all the three bodyguards in the corridor go into the room to guard and be on strict guard......"

"The Japanese still dare to come?" Xiao Zaiming asked in surprise.

The gunfire was so dense and lasted so long, Xiao Zaiming thought with his toes, and guessed that many people had died, and at this time, the Japanese still had the energy to carry out assassinations.

"I always feel a little frightened, there must be a mole inside......" Fang Buwei replied.

Xiao Zaiming nodded solemnly.

He wanted to ask the truth, but Fang was not so solemn, Xiao Zai knew that the situation was more serious than he imagined.

After entering the room, after Xiao Zaiming left, Fang Buwei's spirit suddenly relaxed, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Hurt!

It's not an ordinary pain!

Because of the strengthening of the system, the anesthetic use of that insurance is gradually decreasing. The medicinal effect of Baibaodan powder is indeed strong, but the medicinal power cannot flow through the blood throughout the body like Western medicine, so as to play an anesthetic role, and only stop the pain on the surface of the wound.

Fang Buwei felt that every pore near the wound was like a needle in it, and it hurt directly to the bones.

It was only a short minute or two, and Fang Buwei's whole body was sweating.

The doctor took the assistant, carrying the medicine box, and when he entered the door, he was still wondering, just to treat his broken feet, and let himself bring the assistant?

When Fang Buwei untied the sheets on his body and saw the two gunshot wounds on his body, the doctor gasped violently.

Fang Bu was injured by this, it must be inseparable from the gunfire he heard just now, and he didn't hear him gather people, which means that he was the only one who went.

The gunshots were so far away, at least hundreds of meters away, so seriously injured, so far away, how did Fang Buwei walk back?

But these thoughts were only fleeting in the doctor's mind, and he knew very well that Fang Buwei had the intention of calling him over.

"Not going to the infirmary?"

In the doctor's opinion, there are no conditions for surgery at all.

Fang Buwei shook his head quickly.

Are you kidding?

Do you want to tell the Americans that the only person who escaped from the fifth floor was himself?

The "needle ......" was not resolute, and the doctor also thought of the reason. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he yelled at the assistant.

It seems that the doctors and assistants have dealt with this kind of injury with great skill.

When he saw the doctor smash a glass medicine bottle and suck the liquid into the needle, Fang Bu asked curiously, "What is this?" ”

"Sulfonamides!" The doctor replied.

It turned out to be this.

After knowing the identity of Fang Shiqi's underground party and the main affairs he was responsible for, Fang Buwei deliberately learned about it.

In this era, sulfonamides are the most effective antibiotics, and antibiotics such as penicillin have not yet begun mass production, let alone entered China.

But this thing is really more valuable than gold. Just now, the doctor injected this one into his body, and the price on the black market is at least a small yellow croaker. That's why Fang Shiqi regarded Baibao Dan as a treasure.

The doctor took out another medicine bottle, and Fang Buwei asked again, only to know that the doctor was going to give himself anesthetic.

"Will it be a local anesthetic?" Fang Buwei asked.

"What do you mean?" The doctor took the needle and asked rhetorically.

"Forget it, stop fighting!" Fang Buwei categorically refused.

It's right to think about it, in this era, there are only so many effective anesthetics, and there should be no way to develop local anesthesia.

The doctor was stunned.

was shot twice, and the shot in the shoulder was very likely to hurt the bones, so the doctor was already shocked if he couldn't bear to scream and talk and laugh with himself.

Next, you have to deal with the wound and dig up the bullet, so why don't you say that you don't need anesthetic?

Isn't Fang Wei iron?

Seeing that the doctor stared at him stunned, Fang Buwei shook his head, and reached out to ask for the medicine bottle, "Just suck a few sips for me!" ”

My physique is different from that of a normal person, the dosage is less, it doesn't work at all, the dosage is too much, God knows how long it will take to wake up?

If he were an American, there was such a big safety accident on the ship, and so many Japanese people died, how could the Americans not conduct an interrogation of Erjun's people?

Yu Erjun and the others didn't know the inside story, and they couldn't make a proper response at all.

Before the doctor could react, the medicine bottle was snatched by Fang Buwei.

According to the smell, Fang Buwei could tell that the stick in the doctor's hand was ether, which was completely different from the anesthetic that Lin Xianru used to numb himself, and would not react in the air, resulting in poisonous gas.

Taking a deep breath, ignoring the prompt sound of the system, Fang Buwei closed his mouth and nose tightly, held his breath, and let the anesthetic work as soon as possible.

After feeling a dizziness in his brain, and the pain in the wound suddenly alleviated a lot, Fang Buwei's heart was relieved.

It works!

He took a few more sips, and when he felt that he was about to fall asleep, he opened his mouth and yelled at the doctor, "Dig, be fast!" ”