"No need, Director Qiu should go back and rest early!"

Wang An walked into the elevator without looking back and threw Qiu Shuhuan out of the elevator.

"Sycophants!"

Pei Yunqing stood at the door of the operating room and lightly mended a small knife.

didn't pay any attention to Qiu Shuhuan, turned around and went back to the operating room to wash his hands, took off the sterile head hat and other things on his body, and went downstairs into his office.

The door opened, and it was dark inside.

She closed the door casually, reached for the switch on the wall, and the wind suddenly hit behind her.

Sensing the strangeness, Pei Yun turned to the side lightly, raised his hand and grabbed the other party's arm, grabbing one by one.

After a few trainings, Pei Yunqing's reaction has improved a lot compared to before, and his speed is much faster, but his strength is still poor.

It stands to reason that this plan should suppress the opponent's backarm with a backhand.

But she couldn't compare to the other party in strength, so she was pulled over and pressed against the door panel.

The light and shadow in front of her dimmed, and a cold blade had already crossed her carotid artery.

Damn it!

Pei Yun scolded lightly.

Sure enough, strength is still her weakness.

The other party's body pressed down heavily, and a strong smell of blood rose in midair.

"The reaction is good, but unfortunately, the strength is a little worse!" The man's voice was a little hoarse, revealing a bit of evil, "Speaking of which, I've never killed a doctor, so I'll make an exception for you today." ”

The man's tone was extremely understated, as if killing him was nothing more than crushing an ant to death.

"Wait!" Pei Yun said lightly.

"I'm not interested in your last words."

The man's hand holding the knife pressed a few points, and the blade had already cut through her flesh.

"You're bleeding profusely, I can help you with your wounds."

She didn't know who he was, but the strong smell of blood on his body told her that he was injured and serious.

An injured person arrived at the hospital and did not go to the emergency room, apparently with an ulterior secret.

For now, the only way to stabilize him is to stabilize him first, and then find a way to restrain him or escape.

The other party seemed to be moved, and without increasing the force on the blade, he raised his arm to grab her wrist and pulled her to the corner of the office.

"Help me get the bullets out!"

"I need tools!"

Pulling her to crouch down, the man's right hand blade still on her neck, and with a gentle push of his left hand, he pushed a processing bag to her.

Pei Yunqing quickly opened the processing bag and grabbed a hemostat from inside.

"I need a light, or I wouldn't be able to see where the bullets are."

"Not necessarily!" The man grabbed her palm and pressed it to his chest, "The bullet got stuck between the fifth and sixth ribs." ”

There is a thin layer of calluses on his palms, which are very similar to Tang Moshen's hands, and that kind of callouse can only grow when people who have been touching guns for many years.

Such a person also has a gunshot wound......

Who the hell is he?

Pei Yun raised his eyes in astonishment.

The moonlight filtered in and reflected on him.

The man was tall and thin, his dark hoodie had been stained dark black with blood, and the blood hole in his chest was still dripping with blood.

Feeling her gaze, the man suddenly leaned towards her and met Pei Yunqing's eyes close at hand.

"Don't try to damage my heart, before that, I'll cut your carotid artery."

In the room, there was only a faint moonlight, because it was close enough, Pei Yunqing could barely see his face clearly.

The hoodie was pressed low, and the medical mask covered her mouth and nose, and she could only see his eyes, the man's pupils were silver-gray like moonlight.