Soon arrived at the hospital, Jiang Ling's body was almost stiff, and she drove here completely by instinct, and with one foot on the brake, the sharp brake sound sounded, overshadowing the roaring thunder.

Getting out of the car, opening the rear door, she went to drag her son herself, but she didn't pull him out of the car several times in a row.

All her strength had been exhausted when she pushed Yushan into the car, and it was a miracle that she could drive the car.

The cold rain woke her up, turned her head and looked at the hospital, the lights were bright, she was in the hospital, she could go to ask for help, why was she so stupid to delay time?

"Yushan, hold on, mom go call someone."

Looking back at her unconscious son, she said something in a choked voice, turned and ran towards the hospital.

I thought that I would run in and find someone to save my son, but I stumbled under my feet, fell in the rain twice, and the last time was heavier, and my knees hit the steps heavily, and the pain in my heart spread instantly.

"Well, it's okay, it's okay."

Jiang Ling's tears of pain welled up, but she insisted on getting up, comforting herself, and limping into the hospital outpatient clinic.

"Anyone? Help me! Save my son, he was shot in the chest. ”

Reluctantly walked into the hospital outpatient clinic, her strength was exhausted, she fell to the ground, raised her teary eyes to look at the emergency room, and shouted for help.

She finally got her son to the hospital......

"Son, you have to hold on."

Her mouth was repeating the silent chanting, and her ears heard urgency. The sound of footsteps, in a trance in front of her was a person in a white coat, she grabbed his shirt, and before she could speak, she fainted in front of her.

"Quick, get to the emergency room, she just shouted that her son was shot? Isn't it? ”

When the doctor saw this, he hurriedly called the nurse to get the stretcher, and the woman in front of him looked like a clay figure, and the clothes on her body couldn't distinguish the color, and she looked embarrassed.

Unsurely, he asked the nurse next to him, he seemed to hear the woman shouting that her son had been shot?

"Seems to be."

The nurse nodded, and she heard it too.

"Come with me."

The doctor frowned and looked at the rainy night outside, hesitated, human life is greater than the sky, he still rushed into the heavy rain, put his hand in front of his forehead, blocked the rain, and found a black Chinese car parked on the side of the road, the door was open, and a person was lying on the back seat of the car.

The doctor went to check and found that Ma Yushan's pulse was weak and his body was cold.

By the light of lightning, he saw the young man in his military uniform, turning back and shouting into the clinic.

"Quick, call the stretcher, this comrade is in a dangerous situation."

Soon, the stretcher came, and Ma Yushan was carefully carried to the stretcher and rushed to the emergency room quickly.

"Let's go, let's go."

The commotion here attracted Wang Haifeng's attention, he frowned and looked over, and saw the doctors rushing over with stretchers, seeing that the patient was in danger of the situation, the doctor's eyes were anxious, and he shouted to the people in front of him to give way while running.

Because the patient was wearing a military uniform, he subconsciously stood up and strode over, wanting to help carry the stretcher.

"Yushan, what's wrong with you, Yushan?"

When he saw the patient's face on the stretcher, he called out Ma Yushan's name loudly in shock.

"Do you know a patient?"

"Yes, he is my comrade-in-arms, and I share the same blood type as him."

Wang Haifeng nodded, answered quickly, and rolled up his sleeves as he spoke.

"He was shot, he will need a lot of plasma rescue, you go to the blood collection room first and wait, after we have tested the blood, as long as the blood type is the same, it will definitely be used."

The doctor didn't care about saying more, so he gave a brief explanation and carried Ma Yushan into the emergency room.

Wang Haifeng's eyebrows were deep, and he regretted leaving Yushan alone, but what happened? The man had already broken his wrists by himself, so who shot him? [End of Chapter]