Chapter 18: Assassination in the Street

The English had two main garrisons in Dinghai, one was the port where they docked their huge warships, and the other was the county government to enforce their rule over the county seat of Dinghai. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The English people's way of life and rest is completely different from that of the Ming Dynasty, taking the way of working six days every seven days and resting the remaining day. On this day, it was finally Sunday when he could rest, and according to Li Yingyuan's meaning, he was reluctant to go out and walk around.

However, Dr. Shepud chose this day to go out for inspection, and as a celebrity in front of the doctor, Li Yingyuan could only accompany him.

The two men went from the county office to the port, saying that there were several wounded people there who needed to be visited by Dr. Shepud. Because there were English people standing guard and patrolling the streets, and two English red shrimp soldiers followed to protect them, the two of them didn't care much about safety, but talked and laughed on the road.

'It's problematic that we're dealing with the injuries we're doing. When someone is wounded, they just cut the wound, take out the bullet, clean the wound, and then sew the wound back on, don't you think it's a bit too simple and barbaric?" Li Yingyuan said.

"If you don't do that, what else can you do, do you still spray some perfume in it, fragrant, and then carve a flower into the wound?" Shepud joked.

"You know I didn't mean that, Mr. Doctor. Li Yingyuan said: "I told you the story of a miracle doctor who gave a patient a medicine called Ma Boiling San, and then disemboweled, took out the problematic organs in the patient's body, and then sutured the patient.

Don't you think this medicine called Ma Boiling Powder is very useful for surgery?"

"It's the story of the surname Hua again, Li, you seem to have said that this venerable doctor was an ancient man more than 2,000 years ago, and the prescription for this kind of hemp boiling powder has also been lost. Shepud shook his head: "With all due respect, it's hard for me to believe that doctors from more than 2,000 years ago had such excellent surgical skills, and I prefer to believe that it is a beautiful story, let alone the authenticity of that miracle drug." ”

"Oh, to correct, the doctor was fifteen hundred years ago, not two thousand years ago. In addition, I am not talking about looking for the ancient prescription, but saying that we should find a way to re-study the formula of the hemp boiling powder, which I believe will play a vital role in the advancement of the whole medical technique. ”

"Haha, limited funds, limited manpower. While I admit that your idea is very tempting, in the light of what we are doing right now, I think..."

That's when the change happened. The two men were talking to each other and came to the bottom of a two-story restaurant, where an old man was setting up a stall selling fruit on the side of the road, and the two soldiers who escorted them followed boredly, about five or six paces away from them.

"Dog thief, die. At this time, a shout suddenly came from above, and then someone jumped down from the second floor of the restaurant, making a bang.

It happened too suddenly, and before Li Yingyuan could react, he saw someone holding a bright ghost head knife in his hand and slashing at Dr. Shepude beside him.

Dr. Shepud's quick reflexes were far beyond his usual pace, barely shortening his body and avoiding the assassin's first stab, but the assassin returned the knife and stabbed him again, and Dr. Shepudd immediately collapsed in a pool of blood.

Li Yingyuan unconsciously weakened his legs and sat down on the ground, but he also fell just right, and a knife light just grazed his head. The assassin let out a thumping sound, seemingly unhappy with the missed knife.

β€œFire!” The two soldiers who followed behind said military words that Li Yingyuan was familiar with at this time, and the muskets in their hands suddenly sprayed at the assassin.

Li Yingyuan knew the power of this kind of pirate weapon, and thought that the assassin would immediately have two more holes in his body, but he saw that the assassin's body twisted at an extremely strange angle, and he actually dodged the tongue of fire.

Then, with a wave of his hand, the assassin cut down one of the pirates, and the other pirate tried to help, but was also kicked away by the assassin.

Li Yingyuan felt that everything he had learned during this period of time had been completely subverted, didn't the musket say that it was very powerful, why was it so useless. The assassin turned around, raised his knife again, and aimed it at Li Yingyuan, who was sitting on the ground.

The assassin slashed again, Li Yingyuan hurriedly rolled on the ground, and escaped in a daze, and the assassin's knife made a loud sound when it touched the bluestone pavement.

Li Yingyuan rolled several steps, until he reached the old man who sold fruit, but there was no room to roll any further. The assassin chased after him and raised the knife again, and Li Yingyuan could see the sneer on the assassin's face.

"Hey, hey, I'm going to kill someone. The old man who sold the fruit was startled, overturned the fruit stall and fled away. As a result, I don't know what happened, a pear rolled to the assassin's feet, causing the assassin's foot to slip, and the third knife actually missed again.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Li Yingyuan hurriedly dodged, and actually hid next to Dr. Shepud, who fell to the ground.

"Where else can you run this time?" the assassin couldn't help but sneer when he saw it.

Just when Li Yingyuan thought that everything was over, Dr. Shepud, who had fallen to the ground, suddenly turned over, and Li Yingyuan found that the doctor was actually holding a small firearm called a pistol in his hand. Before the assassin could react, Dr. Shepudt pulled the trigger and fired at the assassin.

The assassin was able to resist a bullet with a flick of the knife. However, Dr. Shepud's pistol is not an ordinary pistol that can only shoot one bullet, but there is also a revolver in the middle of the pistol, which can be continuously fired by hand.

At this time, Dr. Shepud was very calm, holding a pistol in his right hand and a dial in his left hand, firing one after another, each shot rushing to the point. Although the assassin had amazing martial arts, he could not withstand all the bullets, and without noticing, he was hit by two or three bullets, and took a few steps back.

"Kill, kill, there are assassins!" the passers-by on the side of the street reacted at this time, shouting and fleeing in all directions. This is a relatively busy intersection, and there are English soldiers armed with loaded guns patrolling the streets on the side of the street, and at this time they all run over and aim their guns at the assassin.

"Hell, hell!" the assassin cursed, and as if he knew the timing was wrong, he turned and disappeared into the alley next to the restaurant. He had been shot several times, but he was surprisingly strong, and he was still more agile than ordinary people when he turned around and ran away.

"What the is this, it's too strong. Dr. Shepud's foul language seemed to be surprised by the strength of the assassin, but he turned his head and called Li Yingyuan with difficulty: "Yingyuan, come and help me take a look, I was not lightly injured this time." ”

Li Yingyuan hurriedly cleaned up his shock and walked over to check the wound. When I took off my clothes, I saw a terrible knife wound on my chest, but fortunately it didn't hurt my heart, and it was a few centimeters short.

Fortunately, all kinds of medical equipment are carried with me. At this time, he took out the gauze he was carrying, pressed it hard, blocked the wound, and then used various hemostatic drugs to barely stop the bleeding, and the blood flow was much less.

The two soldiers who had been following them were not so lucky, one was stabbed in the neck and his head was gone, and the other was kicked by the assassin and fell to the ground, still unconscious.

He carried the man back to the yamen on a stretcher, and hurriedly asked people to fetch the other English doctors. Although Li Yingyuan has studied a lot these days, the time to study medicine is still short, and he usually gives people a hand at most, although he is anxious at this time, he can only send someone to find the other two doctors.

The two injured people were carried into the operating room separately, and Li Yingyuan wanted to go in to help, but people resolutely pushed it out. Li Yingyuan still wanted to find someone to theorize, but he saw that Major Andrew came over with a few soldiers and pulled him back.

"Take him to the interrogation room. Andrew gave the order.

Before Li Yingyuan could react, he was surrounded by a group of strong soldiers and dragged to a relatively isolated small black house.

"What are you doing here?" Li Yingyuan just wanted to protest, but was punched in the stomach by a soldier, and his whole body arched.