Chapter 130: Preparations for the start of school (ask for subscription~)

"Come on, clean up!" The former deputy officer shouted.

Immediately, a pro-guard came in to clean up.

An Rushan's forehead was covered with beads of sweat again, this time it was not hot, but cold sweat.

It is quite laborious to treat this kind of injury, and if there is a slight mistake, a generation of war gods will die, and he can't afford the responsibility.

The process was dangerous, but nothing went wrong.

He exhaled a long breath and said, "Everything is going well, let the God of War take this pill, and he will wake up in four hours at the latest, but there is one thing to say, the God of War's injury touches the root, and it can't be delayed any longer, it must be cured as soon as possible, otherwise...... If it is light, it will become a waste, and if it is serious, it will be ...... Death! ”

The former deputy officer hurriedly said: "I know about the former commander of Southern Xinjiang, he is a descendant of the Ghost Doctor Sect, I have also heard of it, but where to find him now?" ”

An Rushan smiled: "It's in Chongcheng." ”

"Really?"

The former deputy officer's eyes widened, full of joy: "Is there any contact information?" I'm going to beg him to heal me!" ”

An Rushan's eyes flashed with a touch of pride: "Thinking about the plague that swept the whole country, the old man was also anxious, although he exhausted his life's learning and researched some doorways, but he lacked the most critical point, unable to develop effective drugs, fortunately met Nan Shuai, his words, let me solve all the doubts in my heart, and finally succeeded in developing drugs, curbing and eliminating the plague, so that the old man got this precious Red Dragon Medal." ”

The former deputy officer was so anxious that his heart and liver hurt.

He didn't want to hear about An Rushan's glorious past, nor did he want to know what kind of opportunities he had with the former coach of Southern Xinjiang.

Xiyuan and Southern Xinjiang, separated by too far distance, are guarding each other's gates, but they have never seen each other, and even because the coach of Southern Xinjiang won a big victory and wanted to be nominated for the title of God of War, he was not convinced, thinking that the coach of Southern Xinjiang was not as good as Sun Ling.

Now I know that the person who doesn't know why, who stepped down as the commander of Southern Xinjiang, is Sun Ling's only hope, he just wants to find the other party as soon as possible, no matter what price he pays, as long as it does not violate morality and national law, he is willing to do it.

"It just so happens that the old man has Nan Shuai's contact information in his hand, but now it's too late, I'm afraid I'll disturb him......"

"Doctor An, human life is at stake! I am the master of the Western Plains, guarding the country, and my life is not to be lost! I believe that the former coach of Southern Xinjiang knows and will not blame you, otherwise you can contact me and I will tell him. ”

"Oh, no."

An Rushan shook his head again and again: "Nan Shuai's contact information, how can it be spread casually?" This is also a family and country secret, so let me contact you. ”

As he spoke, An Rushan took out his mobile phone and dialed Xu Nan.

Didi ......

At the sealed place of Chongcheng Prison, Xu Nan's mobile phone rang.

The prison guard on duty got up to check, sneered, and hung up directly.

In the Governor's Palace, An Rushan was stunned: "The phone is hung up, Nan Shuai may be busy." ”

"Doctor Anshen, you fight again."

"Okay."

An Rushan dialed it again.

The prison guard hung up again.

An Rushan saw the expectant gaze of the former deputy officer, and then looked at Sun Ling, who was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face without a trace of blood, gritted his teeth, and dialed for the third time.

"Still?"

The prison manager was furious, picked up Xu Nan's mobile phone and turned it off directly.

An Rushan was stunned and said bitterly: "Former deputy officer, Nan Shuai has turned off the phone." ”

"How can I turn it off?"

The former deputy officer was as anxious as an ant on the edge of a hot pot, and hurriedly shouted outside: "Governor Chen! Governor Chen! ”

It was already four o'clock at night, and it was quiet, and ordinary people had already fallen asleep, but Chen Qiming couldn't sleep.

His heart clenched.

Sun Ling suddenly fell seriously ill, and Xu Nan was arrested and put in prison again.

No matter who had an accident with these two people, he, the governor of the city, was the one who took the blame.

This pot is too big! It's too heavy! I can't carry it!

After thinking about it, he hurriedly called Nanshan Villa.

When Red Makeup received the call, Chen Qiming hurriedly asked, "Is it General Hong?" ”

"I'm not a general anymore, is there something wrong with Governor Chen calling so late?"

Chen Qiming looked left and right, covered his mouth with his hand, and whispered: "Nan Shuai is in prison, do you know the news?" What to do? ”

Hong Makeup couldn't help but smile: "Nan Ye has already said hello, saying that everything is left to rest, Governor Chen, you don't have to worry." ”

After a pause, the red makeup face was filled with pride: "Xiling God of War, don't dare to do anything to Nanye." ”

When Chen Qiming heard this, he gently lowered his heart and exhaled: "Okay, I know." ”

"Governor Chen!"

As soon as he hung up the phone, Chen Qiming heard the shout of the former deputy officer, and hurriedly answered the call, and asked nervously: "The former deputy officer, what's wrong?" Is God of War awake? ”

"Nope."

The former deputy officer shook his head and said in a deep voice: "You can help contact the communication company and ask them to help locate a phone number, and I will rush over immediately." ”

"Phone number?"

Chen Qiming was stunned for a moment.

An Rushan didn't dare to lift the shelf at this time, handed over the mobile phone, and said to Chen Qiming: "It's this number, quickly lock the position, it is related to the life and death of the God of War, and it is urgent!" ”

"This ......"

As soon as Chen Qiming looked at the phone number, he was directly dumbfounded.