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"Smack-"

Sun Yuanqi felt that someone had been punched hard in the abdomen, and he couldn't help but staggered back a few steps, trying to hold on to something and trying to stand firm, but he didn't have any strength in his hands. No pop-up window update fast // (_)

The people around were stunned, although they expected a lot of things to happen when they participated in the epidemic prevention, it definitely did not include the assassination of the minister. Ding Dacheng, who was lying on the bed, did not give them a chance to hesitate, in order to take revenge, he did not hesitate to jump into the cold water tank as soon as he jumped out of the hot water basin, just to set up a bureau for the enemy to get in. Now that the enemy is in front of you, how can you miss the opportunity?

Ding Dacheng is holding a Browning M1900 ****, commonly known as the "gun brand", which has the reputation of "the first shot in the world", and the magazine can hold 7 bullets. He was afraid that the enemy would not die, so he reluctantly supported his body on the kang and shot Sun Yuanqi twice. Sun Yuanqi couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground.

The sound of the gunshot woke up Cheng Ziyin, he saw Sun Yuanqi's blood splattered on the spot, and suddenly looked like a crazy tiger, picked up the steel gun and pounced, the butt of the gun just smashed on Ding Dacheng's arm, "click", Ding Dacheng's arm bent into a strange shape, and the masturbation fell to the ground.

Several other volunteers also came to their senses at this time, and raised their bayonets to stab around. Cheng Ziyin shouted: "Don't get killed, stay alive, Lao Tzu will kill him!" After saying that, he threw away his gun and hurriedly ran to Sun Yuanqi's side. I saw that Sun Yuanqi was dying, and the three bullet holes on his chest, abdomen, and thighs were gurgling with blood, wetting a large piece of cotton robe, turning his head and scolding: "Doctor, what are you doing where you are dying, come and help!" ”

Fu Jiadian was the size of a palm, almost at the same time that Sun Yuanqi was sent to the hospital for rescue. Liu Jingren also received the news. Since martial law in the whole city, Liu Jingren, as the highest civil affairs chief of the Binjiang Hall, has been set aside, and he only needs to help with some logistical support. Today, I was having a banquet at home, and when I heard the news, my eyes suddenly went dark. The whole person collapsed on the seat, almost fainting:

First of all, there was an outbreak of plague in the Binjiang Hall under his jurisdiction, and it is estimated that there will be no oil and water to be fished in the next three or two years. It doesn't matter if you don't have oil or water, it's a big deal to spend money on it, and you can continue to make a fortune in a different place.

Who knows, Chin Cha was assassinated on his own ground again. The plague is a natural disaster, and if Shangguan asks about it, he can prevaricate. What about the assassination of Chincha? This is a complete man-made disaster! This is taken care of. I went home and changed to farming. If it is not handled well, it is estimated that Xinjiang will be sent to eat sand.

The passing year is not good!

After sobering up a little, Liu Jingren hurriedly asked, "Is there any big problem with Lord Qincha?" ”

"Back to my lord, I heard that I was shot three times. (1900-style ****, shot three times at close range, hitting the chest, abdomen, and legs of Chincha-sama.) Fortunately, a doctor on the spot gave first aid and was quickly sent to the hospital for surgery, and now it has been almost an hour since the incident. ”

"Is there a blocking message?" Liu Jingren suddenly remembered something.

Wu Cunde looked at Liu Jingren nervously: "At that time, the people who were at the scene were all the subordinates of Lord Qincha, and we couldn't block the news." What's the matter, my lord? ”

Liu Jingren couldn't help but stomp his feet in annoyance: "You don't have to stay here, I'm here." You go back now and do two things: first, immediately write an excerpt to Yu Daotai in the name of the two of us, explain the matter in general, and send it as soon as possible; Second, we are preparing to take over the defense of Fujiadian, and we must not delay the epidemic prevention because the minister is seriously injured in bed, otherwise we will be able to escape the blame. ”

Sure enough, as the news of Sun Yuanqi's assassination spread more and more, many medical staff and volunteers put down their work and gathered next to the hospital to wait for the latest news.

Time slipped away minute by minute, Sun Yuanqi was still not pushed out in the operating room, and four or five hundred people had gathered outside the hospital. Seeing that it was dark, the volunteers also lost their cool, began to scold Liu Jingren loudly, and even started to besiege the patrol police.

Liu Jingren has no way, he is at a loss, and the volunteers have guns in their hands, in case they provoke these stunned youths, they really dare to shoot at themselves! He could only lower his posture and beg and persuade: "Students, brothers, please be calm and don't be impatient, now Master Sun is operating inside." If the doctor is distracted and misses because of the disturbance, won't everyone become sinners through the ages? Liu is also anxious now, but there is nothing he can do. I sincerely ask you to wait with me and pray for Sun-sama! ”

The student immediately scolded angrily: "You still have the face to say! If it weren't for your lack of governance and lax gun control, how could Mr. Sun be in danger? ”

Liu Jingren looked at the Rulin steel gun held by the student, and smiled bitterly in his heart: Compared with you, who is the one who is not strictly controlled by guns? He still has to pretend to be a grandson in his mouth: "Yes, yes, yes, Liu is stupid and incompetent, causing Lord Sun to be attacked by murderers, and he deserves death." As soon as the matter was over, Liu took the initiative to resign to thank the world. ”

"Cut! Just because of your dereliction of duty, even if you don't resign, how long can you stay in this son? Why pretend! The students retorted.

……

I don't know how long it took, Liu Jingren only felt that he was scolded by the students to the end, and he still had to appease them with a servile face, and he was on the verge of collapse, and the door of the operating room finally opened, and out came out of several doctors who were covered in blood stains and tired to death. He couldn't care about arguing with the students anymore, so he stepped forward quickly and asked, "Doctors, may I ask how Lord Sun's injuries are?" ”

The students also quieted down to hear the doctor's answers.

One of the middlemen, who was obviously the chief surgeon, took off his mask and replied: "Lord Sun was hit by a bullet at close range, causing great damage to his body. In addition to the legs, the left lung and small intestine were severely injured and caused severe internal bleeding. Although the rescue was timely, the bullet was removed, and the wound was also treated, but due to the severity of the injury, he is still in a deep coma and is not out of danger. ”

Liu Jingren asked again: "Then when will Lord Sun come to his senses?" ”

The doctor said heavily, "We don't know, maybe we'll wake up in three or five days, maybe—"

Liu Jingren only felt chills all over his body, as if he had fallen into the current flower delivery house, and hurriedly interrupted the doctor's words: "Please also try your best to help, what medicine do you need, just ask." Old ginseng? Tiger bones? Or bear bile? ”

The doctor sighed: "It's not about medicine, it's really too bad, and we can't do anything but resign ourselves to fate." I hope that Master Sun will be able to survive this hurdle. After a pause, he whispered again: "However, my lord, you'd better prepare with both hands!" After that, he put on his mask and went back to the house to rest with a few assistants.

Liu Jingren seemed to be drained of his strength in an instant, and slowly sat down against the wall, panting heavily, with only one thought in his heart: I'm going to be finished! I'm going to be finished! Nearly 300 years after the founding of the Qing Dynasty, was there any Qin Cha who was assassinated? I'm really this time!

Zhao Jinghui followed behind Liu Jingren, and finally the doctor's advice "It's best to prepare with both hands" was heard clearly, as if the heart had been stabbed a few times, and the pain suddenly pierced the whole body, and the tears could no longer be controlled, like a thunderstorm pouring down in midsummer. In front of me, I have seen the scene that I have experienced more than ten years ago:

When we met for the first time more than ten years ago, Mr. ignored Lao Tong's obstruction, smiled gently, and handed over a piece of the ocean;

The first time I went to my husband's house, my husband instructed: Beijing is too cold, go to my place and bring two futons over, and then get a brazier;

For the first time we had dinner together, Mr. handed the white-flour steamed buns to his four brothers and sisters, but he picked up the mixed flour steamed buns;

……

Until a few days ago, my husband visited everyone in the laboratory, gently encouraged him, and repeatedly reminded himself to pay attention to safety.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jinghui only felt sadness coming from it, and couldn't help crying loudly.

The students in the back didn't know the situation, seeing Liu Jingren slumping to the ground and Teacher Zhao crying bitterly, they all knew that Mr. Sun was more than lucky, and they couldn't hold it back, and cried in a low voice. Four or five hundred people wept together, and the wails reached into the sky.

After sending Sun Yuanqi to the hospital, Cheng Ziyin, as the captain of the guard, squatted in the corner of the wall without saying a word, just smoking one cigarette after another. Hearing the wailing, his brows tightened, his hands clenched, his nails pierced his palms, and blood flowed down drop by drop, but he didn't feel the slightest pain. After a while, he wrung out the cigarette butt and stood up:

"Brothers, go, kill that bastard alive and avenge the master!" (To be continued.) )