At this moment, the roar stopped in front of them, and a lifeline was thrown down.

Song Hyuk's face kept dangling through the water.

Nangong Jun's hanging heart relaxed at this time, and he hugged Su Dongning into his arms even more desperately.

Immediately after that, there was the sound of diving, and several people came down at the same time and brought them up together.

It is a fully equipped lifeboat with doctors and first aid on it.

After Su Dongning went ashore, he had already fainted due to low temperature and blood loss.

The doctor hurriedly rushed up with the medicine box, but Nangong Jun's face changed vigilantly: "Who are you?"

In order to ensure safety, everyone at his disposal is handy, but this doctor is a fresh face.

Song He hurriedly explained, "President, this is the helper I found, it's absolutely no problem, don't worry."

Nangong Jun let go of his hand at this time.

The doctor hurriedly carried out rescue and carefully checked Su Dongning's condition.

"It's badly hurt, but it's not bad overall." The doctor spoke, "I'm glad you saved me in time."

Another doctor was helping Nangong Jun clean up the gunshot wound on his leg, he frowned, and said cautiously:

"Mr. Nangong, did you have too much negative pressure just now? The damage is very serious now, and even if it is cured in the future, it is likely that there will be irreversible damage to this leg."

Nangong Jun didn't even pay attention to what he was saying, and he tilted his head to look in Su Dongning's direction from beginning to end.

He said lightly, "It's okay, it's not important."

Song He was so anxious that his face changed, and he said sharply: "I don't care what method you use or what price you pay, our president's leg must not leave sequelae!"

If you can't, we'll hire a professional team!"

A look of embarrassment flashed across the doctor's face, and he whispered, "I can understand your feelings, but in the current situation, even if you hire a professional team, it may be the same answer as us." ap.

Song He looked at Nangong Jun with an anxious look on his face, wanting to see how he would react.

At least show him the way forward and tell him what to do next.

saw that he was still staring at Su Dongning's direction with a wrong gaze.

Song Hyuk sighed slightly.

The president of his own house looks quite quiet on weekdays, why is it so scary to fall in love at a critical time!

Su Dongning's wound is relatively easier to deal with, and it is basically no big deal.

And Nangong Jun's doctor had no choice but to help him stop the bleeding temporarily.

A few people finally got ashore, and they saw that the people who were in a hurry on the shore were basically not familiar faces.

The doctor and Song He took the initiative to help Nangong Jun on the stretcher, but he raised his hand and quietly refused.

He glanced around with a look of solemnity on his face: "What kind of helper are you looking for, and what about the others?"

Song He opened his mouth with palpitations, "Fu Hanyan is very yin, and there are a lot of ambushes set up on the way.

We've got a lot of injuries, and even my car almost got into an accident.

We lost almost eighty percent of our personnel, and then we ran into people from Qitian Company."

Nangong Jun frowned: "Who?"

"Qi Tian."

Song He repeated again, "Fu Hanyan cooperated with them in a foreign company, but the conditions that had been negotiated suddenly changed, and he couldn't be contacted alive or dead.

So the president of their company sent someone to follow him all the time, and he happened to meet one of our people."

Such a coincidence is really subtle, and wherever it is placed, it makes people feel outrageous.

But at this time, Nangong Jun didn't care to ask more.

His head was a little heavy, and he rubbed his brow tiredly.

"You have full authority to handle the matter here, and if you encounter any situation, report it to me at any time."

Song Hyuk chased the stretcher uneasily

Took a few steps forward: "What about you?"

"Are you a doctor or do you have any tips for help?"

Nangong Jun choked Song He with nothing to say.

He just wants to care about his president, but he doesn't appreciate it.

The car sped all the way to the hospital.

Mao Meng waited for Su Dongning's news for a long time, but he didn't wait, so he had to ask Mu Yelin for help in a hurry.

He was responsible for the reception at the hospital.

Normally, Nangong Jun doesn't like it when he wants to deal with big things, but Mu Yelin, in the final analysis, he is too unreliable.

As soon as the two got out of the ambulance, he didn't know the seriousness of the matter, so he leaned in front of Nangong Jun and said in a swishing voice:

"I got you the only double VIP room in the hospital, and you two can ...... when the time comes."

Mao Meng, who was standing not far from her, had already rushed up uncontrollably when she saw Su Dongning.

She is also a doctor by profession, and she can see at a glance what has happened.

Her voice trembled, and she said in a panic, "Did you fall into the water? How can it be so serious? There's a wound on my neck too, what the hell is going on?!"

Mu Yelin didn't have the eyesight to see it, so he realized that the atmosphere was wrong, and quickly stopped what he didn't finish.

His eyes moved to Nangong Jun's slender legs, and he saw that there was still blood gauze on them.

His expression instantly became solemn: "Why is it so serious?"

Nangong Jun said in a hoarse voice: "If you have the opportunity, I think you can hire Mao Meng as your assistant.

Otherwise, someone like you, who has no vision and likes to speak indiscriminately, should be beaten to death before the business is finished."

Mu Yelin didn't follow his words and continued to joke.

He quickly dialed the phone and ordered the professional team to come over.

After a few tosses, the two entered the hospital.

Song He told him on the phone that he couldn't tell his family, let alone other irrelevant people.

Otherwise, things will definitely ferment in a short period of time.

When the time comes, the media will definitely have to interview them everywhere, and I am afraid that they will not even have the slightest freedom.

If something happens to Fu Hanyan, sooner or later it will reach the ears of the media, and now it can be covered for a few days.

So the door of the operating room was cold and terrible, only Mu Yelin and Mao Meng were waiting there.

Seven hours have passed, and Mu Yelin has tried his best to inquire for a long time, but the news he got is still uncertain.

Just when the two of them were waiting anxiously, the elevator door suddenly opened, and Su Dongning, who still had a bandage around his neck, slowly walked over.

Mao Meng was shocked, and hurriedly rushed forward to help her: "You are so seriously injured, you are not well, what are you doing here?!"

"When I was semi-unconscious on the boat, I seemed to hear people talking about his leg or something." Su Dongning's voice was very soft and hoarse, "Is it serious?"

Mu Yelin sighed: "It's hard to say, the wound is very close to the position of the knee, if the injury is fundamental, the situation will be very serious in the future.

The doctor has to repair the broken bones and some nerves as much as possible, so the operation will take a long time, so you should go back and rest first."