After the old man in the green robe and the puppet You Feng swept away one after another, the police officers who were on guard on the periphery quickly shrank the cordon, and the more than 20 police officers all retreated to the improvised and simple studio like a work shed.

After the gunshots rang out, the tourists who were watching outside the cordon kept screaming and dispersed.

Chasing stars is one thing, but whether it is chasing stars or watching the excitement, it is obviously not as important as saving your own life.

The onlookers here are at the right time, and none of them are the kind of fanatical fans who regard Ye Shisu as more important than their own lives that they saw last time at the Jianghai Grand Theater, and when they saw that the killer target of the shot was within the warning circle, they were worried about harming the fish in the pond, so they naturally slipped faster than the dog one by one.

Before, I didn't let them enter the set, but now it is estimated that one or two people will not be able to pull in the deadlift, and the changes in their lives are really emotional.

Judging from the angle of Xiao Qianqian's gunshot, as well as the direction in which the gunshots rang out, the killer was obviously hiding in a building on the edge of the wall of Moon Lake Park three or four hundred meters away.

At such a distance, even if the average police officer chased after him, they would have already run away.

But despite this, after the twenty or thirty police officers at the scene shrank the cordon, one of the older police officers still led half of the police force to rush out.

As for the other dozen or so police officers, they were directly left behind to continue to protect Ye Shisu.

Who knows if the killer took the opportunity to escape, what if he killed again?

At this moment, Zhou Xiaoya and Han Yiyi came to the injured Xiao Qianqian.

As a doctor, although he is just an intern doctor who has not even obtained a medical certificate, Zhou Xiaoya's "doctor's parents' heart" still has a strong sense of "saving lives and helping the wounded", not to mention that it is his old acquaintance who is injured?

Seeing Zhou Xiaoya coming to investigate Xiao Qianqian's injuries, the two policewomen who had just put their captain on the side under the shed hesitated slightly, thinking that the man in front of him was not only known as Jianghai Divine Doctor, but also Captain Xiao's rumored boyfriend.

So, the two policewomen looked at each other, immediately stood up, took out their mobile phones and dialed the 120 emergency number.

Reaching out to probe Xiao Qianqian's pulse, and then looking at the part where she was shot, Zhou Xiaoya quickly put his mind at ease.

The position of the bullet is not bad, one inch below the left breast, it is not critical, and the bullet happened to shoot on a lipstick in the left pocket of Xiao Qianqian's shirt, and the lethality has become much smaller after penetration, and now the bullet is stuck in the two rib bones under her left breast, and even the internal organs are not injured.

This is definitely a blessing in disguise.

As for passing out directly after being shot, it is estimated that in addition to the great pain caused by the tear in the left rib, the violent impact after the fall of the body is also a factor.

But on the whole, apart from the incessant bleeding, nothing else was a big deal.

"You guys come here and help!"

After investigating the injury, Zhou Xiaoya raised his head, glanced around the set, and then raised his hand to greet Zhou Yuetong's daughters and the two policewomen:

"The bullet is stuck between the bones of her two ribs, and the bleeding is not stopping, I must stop the bleeding and remove the bullet for her now before I can bandage it!"

"You guys have put up the shed next to it and formed a circle around it to prevent outsiders from peeping. In order to prevent the warhead from being squeezed into the abdominal cavity, her body can no longer move!"

While speaking, Zhou Xiaoya raised his hand and pointed to a small pile of colored striped cloth on the side of the set, and after the words fell, he lowered his head and reached out to unbutton Xiao Qianqian's police uniform.

"But...... Doctor Zhou, you ...... You don't have surgical tools? How can you ......?"

As soon as she heard Zhou Xiaoya's words, one of the female policemen showed a look of embarrassment on her face, and as soon as she was halfway through the words, she happened to see Zhou Xiaoya unbutton the hem of Xiao Qianqian's police uniform, and she didn't have the intention of stopping, so she directly touched the penultimate button.

Looking at this posture, it is estimated that all the buttons on Xiao Qianqian's police uniform will be unbuttoned soon, even if the colored striped cloth on the outside is not closed.

"Since you call me a miracle doctor, what else do you ask?"

Looking up and glancing at the policewoman, Zhou Xiaoya was obviously a little dissatisfied in her words: "Don't expect me to stop and explain to you, she is bleeding right now, I am only responsible for saving people, it is your business to pull the color stripe cloth, if you don't pull up the color stripe cloth to guide the way away, or even be seen by the men outside, turn around Xiao Qianqian to talk to you by herself......"

As he spoke, Zhou Xiaoya had lowered his head again, his fingers were raised, the second button of the police uniform had been unbuttoned, and the snow-white skin on Xiao Qianqian's abdomen was exposed, but most of the places were covered with red blood.

The policewoman was stunned when she heard this, and a touch of blush quietly appeared on her face, and she didn't know if she was angry because of Zhou Xiaoya's words with a gun and a stick, or because she was blushing because she saw him openly untie Xiao Qianqian's clothes in public. But after snorting secretly, the policewoman immediately pulled up the small pile of colored striped cloth on the ground with another policewoman and Zhou Yuetong.

Soon, a small but hidden space was separated by a pulled up color stripe cloth, outside, several women raised their hands to pull the color stripe cloth, and even the top was covered with something to cover most of it, inside, in addition to the injured Xiao Qianqian, there were only Zhou Xiaoya and Han Yiyi, who was responsible for assisting him in treatment.

Turning his head and glancing at Han Yiyi, Zhou Xiaoya secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and pulled Xiao Qianqian's police uniform away with a hand.

Inside, it was a police uniform shirt, which had been dyed red by the blood that was rapidly gushing out, and it was glued to Xiao Qianqian's skin, revealing pieces of snow-white skin, just like a blood-colored rose, bringing people a cruel beauty.

"Shhhh

Zhou Xiaoya didn't hesitate, and directly tore the shirt inside.

Seeing the scene, he gasped.

On the lower side of Xiao Qianqian's left chest, a small bloody hole was the size of a normal person's little fingertip, and it was gurgling out.

Raised his hand and threw out two qi therapy techniques, and after a little hesitation, Zhou Xiaoya wiped off Xiao Qianqian's underwear, as if it was a medical cotton wool, wiped it on the wound, and wiped off the red blood stains covering this area, Gu Bu took the opportunity to glance at Xiao Qianqian's plump firmness, turned his head and stretched out his hand to Han Yiyi, who was standing behind him and looking at this qi qi in amazement: "Knife!"

"You...... You don't take anesthetics?"

After being stunned for a moment, Han Yiyi casually conjured out a finger-wide and about three inches long knife from his body, like a hidden weapon, and handed it to Zhou Xiaoya as he spoke!

"Anesthetic? Where can I find anesthetic in this place? If it's convenient for you, why don't you get me some?"

Rolling his eyes speechlessly, Zhou Xiaoya sneered a few words, and after taking the knife, he groaned slightly, and directly stretched out to the wound.

Because the bullet first penetrated the lipstick in Xiao Qianqian's breast pocket and then shot into her body, the bullet was sandwiched between the two ribs and did not penetrate deep into the abdominal cavity, so taking the bullet sounds a little crazy, but in fact it is not very complicated, with Zhou Xiaoya's keen perception and dexterous movements, there is no need to rummage in the blurred flesh and blood, the knife is accurate, just a pick, "clank", a bullet immediately jumped out of the flesh and fell to the ground.

Perhaps it was the severe pain caused by this action, Xiao Qianqian, who had been in a coma, snorted sullenly, her brows furrowed, and it was estimated that she would wake up soon.

Thinking of the overlord flower at this moment, she was still facing herself naked with her upper body, with the temperament of this girl and a tyrannosaurus, she woke up after a while and saw this scene, but she was afraid that she would go away immediately. Therefore, Zhou Xiaoya, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, immediately became nervous again.

After stripping off Xiao Qianqian's torn police uniform jacket and shirt, Zhou Xiaoya squeezed the underwear in her hand indiscriminately, wiped all the blood stains on her naked upper body, and then quickly took out a small white porcelain bottle from her arms and poured some "Zijing Yurong Ointment" on the wound.

Soon, the wound, which was still bleeding, was almost visible to the naked eye, and the bleeding immediately stopped.

And perhaps it was the cooling and analgesic effect brought by the "Zijing Jade Rong Ointment", Xiao Qianqian, who was in pain for a while, immediately stretched out her originally wrinkled eyebrows, and even moaned softly in comfort.

With such a magical effect, Han Yiyi, who saw it on the side, immediately opened her mouth wide.

As a killer, she is often injured, she already knew that Zhou Xiaoya had this kind of magical trauma medicine, where did she have to suffer so much before? Why did she have to get some from Zhou Xiaoya's hands to come over. Thinking in his mind, Han Yiyi's eyes were fixed on the small white porcelain bottle in Zhou Xiaoya's hand, and it was estimated that he would instantly remember this bottle of medicine with powerful hemostasis and healing effects.

Seeing that the wound was no longer bleeding, Zhou Xiaoya breathed a sigh of relief.

The warhead has been taken out, coupled with the super effect of "Zijing Yurong Ointment", Xiao Qianqian doesn't even need to go to the hospital, it is estimated that she will rest for three or four days, the wound will be able to scab, and if it is well maintained, there will not even be a scar left in the end.

But that's all for later.

Not to mention that Xiao Qianqian's police uniforms have all been dyed red with blood at this time, even if they are not dyed red, they were torn like this by Zhou Xiaoya, and their underwear is used as a bloody cloth, which cannot be worn no matter what.

Frowning, Zhou Xiaoya didn't care that Han Yiyi was still beside him at this time, and in the middle of his thoughts, he raised his hand and took out a set of women's clothes from the Qiankun bag.

This hand was revealed, and Han Yiyi's eyes immediately widened again.

Compared to the two short knives she took out from her body with her hands turned over, Zhou Xiaoya's exposed hand was simply three points more powerful than the magic performed by a real great magician.

For a moment, Han Yiyi's gaze at Zhou Xiaoya suddenly became even more strange.

There are so many secrets in this kid. Not to mention anything else, just this ability to conjure things out of thin air, and not going to Macau to sweep those casinos, is simply a waste of talent.

But...... Why does it always feel like something is wrong? Oops...... It's okay to carry a set of women's clothes for what, is he transvestite...... What a pervert!

Thinking about it, Han Yiyi's eyelids rolled, and her cheeks gradually flushed.

"How's ......that? Let's get her dressed...... Remember, your pants have to be taken off, they're covered in blood!"

After a little hesitation, given that taking off Xiao Qianqian's pants was too heavy, Zhou Xiaoya raised his head and asked Han Yiyi for help.

"Hmph, your own woman, why do you tell me to wear it?"

Frowning, Han Yiyi categorically refused: "Don't do it!"