It was already half an hour after the ambulance arrived at the Sun family's villa.

When the emergency doctor arrived, Fan Xing was still crushed under the bed.

"Why don't you pull your young master out?"

"What if I get strained?" The bodyguards looked at each other.

They didn't dare to move not because of anything else, but mainly because they were afraid of causing secondary damage to their young master.

"Pull it out and fracture it at most once, and in this case, the edge of the bed directly compresses the back......"

The emergency doctor did not dare to continue.

Judging by his personal experience.

Even if Fan Xing is finally rescued, I am afraid that he will be half-paralyzed.

However, considering that Fan Xing has a relationship with Huaguo Water Curtain Group after all.

If Huaguo Water Curtain Group is willing to provide some good elixirs for cultivating the body.

I can barely get back to walking, but the rest is not certain......

With the current medical technology of cultivation, the damage to the body and the cracking of bones are not a major matter for cultivators.

The most feared thing is actually nerve injury.

Even if Fan Xing can be rescued and regain his ability to walk, he can only become a cripple after all.

Maybe even the balance will be problematic.

Not to mention Edgeworth's flight, running is a problem.

After a simple identification and bandaging, the emergency doctor instructed the people at the scene to finally take out Fan Xing, who had been pressed under the bed for a long time, and carry him to the stretcher.

"Doctor, what's the matter with my young master?"

"I also wanted to ask you guys what was going on...... Why can falling asleep in the room be the same as the scene of a car accident? ”

The bodyguard looked aggrieved: "It seems to be a doorknob top, the nail fell down, the young master didn't pay attention, stepped on the nail, and then lost his balance and hit the bed because of the severe pain, making the whole bed turn over......"

"What about the door?" The doctor asked.

"When I kicked the door to save the young master, I accidentally made up for it," the bodyguard said......

“……”

The emergency doctor sighed, and then made a preliminary assessment of Fan Xing's injuries.

"Crushed bone cracking of the skull, mixed cerebral plasma, blood oozing out of the fissure."

"The soles of the feet were pierced by black iron nails, and there may be tetanus."

"The spine is compressed, causing intermittent shock."

"Because he fell to the ground all of a sudden, and the floor in the room was made of fine dark stone, it was extremely hard, causing your young master's knees to shatter."

"At the same time, there was also a rib that punctured the chest after the fracture and inexplicably inserted it into the pouch of the lower body......"

"What bag?"

"Man...... What else could there be......"

When the emergency doctor said this, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

A single rib can hold the contents of the bag together like a lamb skewer......

He had never seen such a miraculous operation.

Of course, that's not all.

"The strangest thing is that there is cotton wool in the mouth...... I just took a brief look with the scanning magic weapon, and some of the cotton wool is blocked in the lungs and stomach, and I need to be operated on as soon as possible. ”

"That'...... Then can my young master still be saved......"

The bodyguards had shocked expressions.

Fan Xing has such a big thing, I'm afraid their work can't be saved.

"This is also the weirdest thing about me......"

The emergency doctor glanced at Fan Xing on the stretcher.

All of these injuries are not fatal, but when they are combined, they are enough to kill people.

But the strangest thing is that Fan Xing still breathes......

He is still tenaciously alive......

When the ambulance arrived at Sun's villa before, the emergency doctor had already secretly said that something was wrong in his heart, because the distance was long, and it had taken them a lot of time to get here.

According to the description of the bodyguard, Fan Xing's injuries seem to be very serious, and there should be no hope of treatment......

The devil knew that even with such a serious injury, Fan Xing was still breathing.

"It seems that everything is the will of God."

At this time, the emergency doctor stared at Fan Xing and sighed in his heart.

He felt that Fan Xing was really fateful.

If it weren't for God's blessing, how could this man still be alive?

……

Fan Xing walked very peacefully.

He was sent out of the Sun family's villa on a stretcher.

The accompanying bodyguards wept bitterly and wept as if they were mourning.

In Sun Rong's room, Zhuo Yi looked at this scene from afar, feeling as if Fan Xing was really dead.

"Death Heavenly Dao senior, is he really alive?" Zhuo Yi looked incredulous.

"Actually, I'm actually better at blood pressure than letting a person die. It is to keep people in a half-dead state. ”

Death Heavenly Dao said: "There used to be an old saying, that the wicked have their own heavenly harvest. This is actually true. I often think of ways to depress these wicked people and let them die after being punished so badly...... And these people usually end up committing suicide. ”

Sun Rong and Zhuo Yi: "......"

Zhuo Yi: "Senior Sister Sun Rong, what should you do next?" ”

Sun Rong: "The next thing is very simple, please ask Senior Zhuo to clean up all the things in my room." Then find a secluded place to burn it to me. ”

Zhuo Yi: "It's all burned? ”

Sun Rong thought about it carefully: "Ah! There are two things that can't be burned! ”

"What?"

"Keep my wardrobe and desk for now."

It's not that the girl is reluctant, but there are some intimate clothes in the wardrobe.

If you take it out and burn it in broad daylight...... It seems a little inappropriate......

As for the desk.

The textbooks left behind are secondary.

It's just that the girl remembered the calligraphy she had secretly hidden.

The words of Wang Ling are very beautiful.

She's been secretly imitating.

Zhuo Yi is Wang Ling's apprentice.

How embarrassing would it be for Senior Zhuo Yi to see him imitating Wang Linglian's calligraphy......

"What about the other things?"

"It's all burned, just buy it again."

"Row ......"

Zhuo Yi smiled bitterly, in the end, it is the thinking of a rich man.

Cooperate with the Heavenly Dao of Death to use the Great Sacrifice Technique.

Except for the two things that Sun Rong specified that were not burned, Zhuo Yi burned almost the entire room of the girl.

It is equivalent to moving Sun Rong's own room to the internal space of the Buddha Golden Lotus.

"Do you want to burn a WiFi?" Zhuo Yi asked.

"No need, Senior Zhuo, you can receive a network signal here." Sun Rong replied.

“……”

Zhuo Yi was stunned at first.

But it's not so strange when you think about it.

This Buddha Golden Lotus was originally something that the monk kept for himself as self-preservation.

It is estimated that the monk has also thought about the operation of surfing the Internet in the soul space.

It's okay to do nothing these days, even if you don't die...... You can't disconnect the internet either!

Therefore, this Buddha space also comes with a private WiFi set up by the golden lamp himself, which can be automatically connected as long as it is in the space of the Buddha's golden lotus.

After resuming the Internet function, Sun Rong logged in to her account.

Because she is the president of the student union, Sun Rong is the group leader of the campus group of Sixty Middle School.

Regarding her matter, not to mention the class group, even the discussion in the campus group was very enthusiastic.

However, Sun Rong was not in a hurry to report safety to everyone.

But like Wang Ling, he learned to peep at the screen......