The doctor was stunned for a moment, and Fang Buwei urged again.

Well, when you can't stand the pain, you know it's terrible.

The doctor prepared the equipment very neatly and asked the assistant to tidy up the environment as much as possible.

When the doctor cut the clothes and cut the epidermis of the wound, Fang Bu didn't feel the pain. It wasn't until the doctor took the scalpel and tweezers and continued to dig deep into it that Fang's body trembled with pain, and his face turned pale.

"The bullet was a little deep and embedded in the bone...... "the doctor explained," the doctor explained. ”

Fang Buwei shook his head resolutely.

Most of the sins have already been suffered, and there is only one last tremor left, and I have to endure it.

If the doctor did not take a resolute attitude, the doctor stopped persuading and concentrated on the operation.

In order to allow the needle-nose forceps to hold the bullet, the doctor had to widen the area of the wound a bit. By the time he cleared out the right area, Fang Buwei was already like he had been fished out of the water.

Didn't pass out?

The doctor's willpower that the other party does not do is really admirable.

When he clamped the bullet with the pliers and pulled it out hard, Fang Buwei's body slammed into the bow. A beast-like roar came from his throat.

"That's it!" The doctor threw the warhead into a nearby plate and quickly stitched up the wound.

Fang Buwei felt like he was in his previous life, chasing the thief for several kilometers, and the frequency of his heart beating was more than twice as fast.

He gasped a few times and tossed the bottle of má zui in his hand to the doctor's assistant.

There's a lot left in there.

Under Fang Buwei's urging again and again, the doctor's speed was more than twice as fast as usual, and from the beginning to the present, even digging and taking it was less than twenty minutes.

"How can it be?" Fang Buwei wiped a handful of sweat from his forehead with his right hand, pulled out a stiff smile, and asked the doctor.

In Fang Buwei's opinion, the doctor's suturing technique was a little rusty, but he was very calm, much stronger than when he detoxified Ye Xiang.

"I was originally an injury doctor...... the doctor explained.

In order to divert his attention, Fang Buwei tried his best to chat with the doctor about some interesting topics, and before the wound was dressed, there was a sudden movement of many people coming up outside.

So fast?

Definitely Americans!

The doctor couldn't help but speed up his hand.

After hearing a burst of English conversation, a group of people stopped at Yu Erjun's door.

Fang Buwei heard Yu Erjun's voice and Yin Zhiwen's voice, these two people kept arguing with the captain, their voices getting higher and higher, and their tones became more and more intense.

"The Americans demanded that all personnel be checked, and all rooms should be searched, and Mr. Yu was asked to hand over all his weapons, and his attitude was very resolute......"

The doctor tilted his head sideways, listened to the movement outside, and gave the prescription no translation in time.

It seems that the back hand arranged by himself has worked, and maybe the next moment, the Americans will start searching.

Resolutely do not let people know that they have been injured by qiāng.

"Speed up,......" Fang Bu hurriedly urged, "Don't use disinfectant ......"

The smell of disinfectant was so strong that an American could guess that he was injured as soon as he smelled it.

The doctor raised his head and glanced at Fang Buwei: "They're here to arrest you?" ”

"No, but it's almost ......"

Except for Xiao Zaiming, the doctor knew that he was in qiāng, and he couldn't hide it if he wanted to.

Before Fang Buwei finished speaking, there was a sound of pulling the qiāng bolt outside the door, followed by a continuous roar and running sound.

The doctor said that the Americans asked the bodyguard to hand over the qiāng, and Yu Erjun refused to obey until death.

Fang was not surprised.

It was definitely Yu Erjun who did not agree to the demands of the Americans, and the captain began to use coercive means.

There is a world of difference between this time and the daytime.

During the day, it was just Ye Wuxiang who was poisoned, and there was an insignificant crew member missing, even if he knew that Yu Erjun's people had a lot of qiāng, but after receiving such a heavy gift, the captain could naturally turn a blind eye.

But now that so many people have died on board, and there are still some Japanese spies lurking on the ship, threatening the lives of everyone on board at all times, how dare the captain be careless.

The doctor quickly tied a knot in Fang Buwei's wound, neatly cut the thread, and began to bandage him.

"Don't use this, it will make people smell it......" Seeing that the doctor was holding the cotton wool, Fang Buwei shook his head directly.

"And on the legs, speed up and sew a few stitches......" Fang Buwei urged.

"They're going to start searching, what should I do?" The doctor stopped what he was doing and listened with his ears sideways.

"No, I can't do it anymore......" Fang Bu rolled out of bed and stood on the ground on one leg, "Hurry up and clean up the traces...... Get me some clothes! ”

The latter sentence is addressed to the assistant.

Before the assistant left, he was called by the doctor.

"Get these out of the way first...... the doctor pointed to the utensils on the bedside table, and some of the blood-stained gauze that had not been wiped on the wound.

The assistant answered and squeezed past the doctor.

The doctor raised his arm violently, and Fang Buwei, who was standing on the opposite side, opened his eyes subconsciously.

The doctor's elbow slammed into the back of the assistant's neck, and with a "poof", the assistant fell headlong into the hallway between the two beds.

Probably hearing the commotion here, the Americans outside slammed the door hard.

The doctor threw down the instrument in his hand and tried to carry the assistant to the bed.

"What are you doing in a daze, help......" the doctor yelled, "Isn't there still a hand that can be used?" ”

"Are you crazy?" Fang Buwei looked at the doctor in a daze.

The doctor exerted all his strength before moving the assistant to the bed.

Fang Buwei didn't expect that the things that made him feel even crazier were still to come.

The doctor quickly took the remaining half bottle of anesthetic from Fang Buwei and poured it into his assistant's cheeks. Then, the doctor covered the assistant's mouth with one hand, picked up the scalpel with the other, and stabbed the assistant several times in the leg and arm.

Like a fish that accidentally jumped on the shore, the assistant's body bowed a few times, and then there was no movement.

"There's no time to deal with it...... With such a big smell of medicine and such a messy stall, how do you explain it if the Americans rush in......"

Fang Buwei was stunned.

The doctor quickly took off the white coat on his body and threw it to Fang Buwei: "Hurry up...... Whatever you want to wear, pick it up yourself......"

As he spoke, he pointed to the assistant who had passed out.

Fang Buwei couldn't laugh or cry, but the movements of his hands were also not slow.

He originally wanted to rush the Americans in, pretending to be a temporary infirmary, and the three of them were studying how to detoxify Ye Wuxiang. But I didn't expect the doctor to think more thoughtfully than him.

Fang Buwei quickly took off the clothes on his assistant and put them on himself.

The assistant was shorter than him, and his clothes were a little tight, but at this time, Fang Bu couldn't care about it at all.

Fang Buwei glanced at it by the way, there were three wounds on the assistant's body, all of which were not deep. At this point, bleeding has begun. The doctor grabbed a bottle of medicine from the medicine box, opened it and spilled it onto the wound.

The room suddenly smelled of herbs.

The other party was not dressed just now, and with a "bang", the door was knocked open.

The captain was the leader, and when he saw a person lying on the bed, Fang Buwei and the doctor were fully armed, as if they were undergoing surgery, and rushed over and pushed the two people away.

"Get out of the way......," the captain roared.

Fang Buwei only had one foot to exert force, and was pushed to the ground by the captain.

When the captain turned over the unconscious assistant several times, examined everything inside and out, and found no part of the qiāng injury, he glanced at the doctor suspiciously.

"How did he get hurt?"

"There was a little skirmish......"

The captain gritted his teeth.

This group of Chinese is simply too lawless.

He just saw Ye Shaozhen, who was tied up with five flowers, and even though he lost his ability to move after being poisoned, he was still tied to Lin Xianru on the bed.

So it's not surprising that the doctor said that there was a little conflict.

"Why don't you go to the infirmary?"

"The sound of qiāng is always ringing ......"

Seeing that Fang was not knocked to the ground, Xiao Zaiming wanted to rush up and help him, but was stopped outside by the crew guarding the door.

Fang Buwei threw away the tweezers in his hand, turned sideways, and stood up with one hand on the bed.

Seeing Fang Buwei's appearance clearly, the captain smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, my doctor friend, I was too rude......"

For Fang Buwei, who gave him a heavy gift, the captain's impression is still quite profound.

"It's okay!" Fang Buwei deliberately stretched out the injured leg, and he bared his teeth in pain, "It's ...... to the foot."

"I'm sorry!" The captain shrugged.

He said sorry, but without the slightest hint of letting it go, he ordered several crew members to search the room.

The room was not large, the only thing that could hide people was under the two beds and inside the closet, and the whole search process did not take two minutes.

"Father, please do everything as the captain commands!" Fang Buwei confessed to Xiao Zaiming, who was standing at the door, "I'll come out immediately!" ”

"Everything?" Xiao Zaiming asked with a calm face.

"Yes, everything!" Fang Buwei nodded heavily.

When he heard the translator translate Fang Buwei's words, the captain laughed, stretched his arms, and wanted to hug Fang Buwei: "Thank you for your understanding, my friend!" ”

Fang Buwei leaned over and dodged for a while, and then pointed to the clothes on his body and explained: "I'm sorry, there is blood on ...... body."

“ok！” The captain shrugged his shoulders, and the other party didn't say, "Please continue to ......"

Before leaving, the captain also asked the crew to close the door.

"It's dangerous...... and the others left, and the doctor sat down on the ground.

He was not the same as he had been when he had surgery just now, and he was covered in sweat.

"He's fine!" Fang Buwei pointed to the assistant on the bed.

"Don't worry, I'm measured!"

The doctor stood up on the bed, "I'll help you deal with the leg injury first!" ”

Ten minutes later, the doctor helped the limping Fang Buwei out of the room.