Chapter 43: Rescue
Whew"
Heavy gasps sounded like thunder, and Whitebeard stared at Don on the ground, covered in scars, his eyes flickering.
"Nothing has changed, bastard boy."
"Just like seven years ago, it was so hateful, and the tossed Lao Tzu was unbearable."
He raised his naginata, a sharp and cold flash in his gaze.
The wrist trembled, and the naginata was raised to the top, but just as it was about to swing down, there was a buzz, and a wave of qi covered it, spreading out, and the ground clicked and shattered again.
Then, he jerked around and walked towards the shores of the desert island.
On the sea, the pirates on the Moby Dick reacted and quickly headed for the desert island.
"Quick, go see how Don is doing!"
Karp yelled, his face ugly, his fists clenched, staring ahead.
Behind him, Waldford, Pat and the others were all clenched fists, and their expressions were extremely nervous.
The two ships were moving at full strength, approaching the shore of the desert island almost at the same time, and then rushed in.
On the way, Karp and the others met Whitebeard who was walking towards them.
"Whitebeard!"
Karp clenched his fists and looked gloomy.
Don is undoubtedly a potential stock in the Navy, and now he is a major admiral. And the strength he showed in this battle even exceeded his imagination, and the world's top powerhouse Whitebeard fought to such an extent that it is hard to imagine what kind of scenery it will become if it grows for another ten or twenty years.
If it falls here!
"Karp, do you want to do something to me?"
Whitebeard's eyes were serious, and he said in a deep voice.
"Even if I fought with Don Kid, I will never be afraid of you!"
Karp stared at Whitebeard, and the aura on his body rose.
Pat and the others next to him didn't care about it at all, and the two people, who were already competing against each other, strode out, and had already come to Don's side, and Ke Demu quickly checked it.
"And breathing! The general is still alive! ”
His body shook, followed by great joy.
When Karp heard this, his body shook, and his eyes staring at Whitebeard relaxed, and he snorted heavily: "I'll settle accounts with you next time!" ”
Then, it was a big stride towards Donn.
"How is he?"
After getting closer, he glanced at Donn, and after realizing that the other party's flesh and blood were blurred and he could barely see a human appearance, Karp frowned.
"It's dangerous, it must be rescued immediately!"
Kodwood carefully reduced the yield, and then whispered.
"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and save him!"
Karp yelled.
Pat and the others acted quickly, picked up Donn carefully, and rushed to the warship as fast as they could.
Waldford looked at Don at this moment through the gap in the figure, and when he saw the situation clearly, the whole person was stunned on the spot.
He had never seen the god in his mind, such a miserable appearance, even more miserable than the battle with Bigu Mam. His face was covered with blood, his skin was open, and he was completely unrecognizable as Don En, his limbs were crooked, and the flesh of his abdomen was twisted into a large piece.
How can people still live under such circumstances?
What's even more terrifying is that Whitebeard is so powerful! The fierceness of this battle and the scale and power caused by it were clearly seen by everyone, and Tang En's strength was also incomparable to ordinary people.
But even such a Don, like a god-like Don, was defeated!
"Adrenaline pumping!"
"Cardiac enzyme injection!"
"Insulin injection!"
“·······”
Sweating profusely, Ke Demu's right hand kept changing, injecting various hormones into Tang En's body, inducing and strengthening his body's ability to heal itself. Other military doctors also rushed over to treat his wounds and clean them. When they saw the extent of Don's injuries, everyone had a shocked look in their eyes.
It's hard to imagine that Donn, who suffered such a heavy blow, is still standing strong and not dying!
"Don boy, get through!"
"Don't die!"
Karp muttered, his eyes full of heaviness.
He blamed himself for believing in Don so much and letting him fight Whitebeard. If this battle is replaced by oneself, it is oneself who falls, and there will be no loss of Donn to the navy and the world, and the impact will be huge.
"Don has stepped into hell with one foot!"
Pat's face was ugly, there was sadness in his eyes, and his hands were shaking.
This young general is not only their superior, but also their brother, and now this appearance makes everyone standing in the field worry.
"Ke Demu, if the general dies, Lao Tzu will not let you go!"
Renlund growled under his breath, tears in his eyes.
Dorrens on the side, leaning softly against the boat, opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say it, his face was numb, his eyes were in a trance, and he lost his look, and Yuzu and the others cried in a low voice.
At this time, Don is experiencing the most dangerous moment of his life, and he is only one step away from death.
No one would survive his injuries so badly, but he persevered.
"Blood transfusion!"
Kodmu's face was urgent, and he gave a medical order.
"Glucose!"
"How's the wound stitched?"
He asked aloud as he continued to inject various hormones into Donn.
The more urgent it was, the calmer Kodmu's heart became.
"Save him! He must be saved! ”
His heart was roaring, roaring.
"The abdomen is stitched up."
"The ribcage has been stitched up!"
"Left and right leg muscles sutured!"
The military doctors next to them are all veterans who have been on the battlefield countless times, and their movements are quick, although they are nervous, they are methodical, and they rarely make mistakes, and they respond immediately at this time.
"Good!"
Kodwood nodded, secretly relieved.
He looked at Donn, who was still asleep, his hands shifting, staring at his injured body, his eyes turning into a colorful light.
This is to observe the regulation and functioning of various glands and hormones inside Don's body.
"All hormones are rising, and the maximum load activates the body's ability to recover."
"But this balance must be mastered and maintained at a stable level, otherwise, the hormonal balance will be broken, the secretion will be disordered, and he will completely collapse!"
Thinking silently in his heart, Ke Demu didn't dare to be distracted for a moment.
"It's a long battle, you're all ready!"
"Wait for his body's ability to recover itself, be fully stimulated, and reach the limit before it can be considered successful."
He said in a deep voice.
The medics nodded silently, ready at all times.
Karp and the others stood in the distance of this place, anxiously walking back and forth, distraught, silently waiting for news.
On the other side, on the Moby Dick, Whitebeard stepped onto the deck, then slammed and sat down.
"Daddy!"
The pirates were worried.
"Goloooooooooooo
Whitebeard let out a loud laugh.
"The old man doesn't have anything to do, such an injury can't bother me!"
While the pirates were clearing up for him and stitching up his wounds, he was still able to speak.
Looking at the warship farther and farther away, Whitebeard's mood gradually sank.
"It's just, I don't know, in the future, I will see you."
"Donne!"
In that state, even if he doesn't fight with him, the other party's consciousness will eventually dissipate as time passes. And he fought it with all his might, breaking up that state.
What the consequences would be, even he didn't know.
Even if you can wake up, will you be able to survive the injuries all over your body?
Don's life and death, Whitebeard can't control it!