Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 86 Special Grade Teacher [16] Jing Su was injured, Mo Qing shot

"An hour ago. He said he got the prescription and was rushing this way."

Mo Qing frowned.

Song Yiyuan quickly thought of something: "Is it possible..."

Mo Qing's tone sank: "It's possible."

"Do you know where he came from?" she asked.

"Ion Lane." Song Yiyuan opened his mouth and said the name.

Mo Qing and Song Yiyuan looked at each other.

The next moment, Song Yiyuan walked to the side of the road, raised his hand to stop a car, opened the door and said to the driver: "Ion Lane."

……

Ion Alley is an area, the main street belongs to Ion Alley, and the surrounding area is also generally called Ion Alley, which is not particular.The terrible thing is that it is surrounded by the old city, and there are no cameras installed on many streets.

Mo Qing used the nine-storey platform as a clue to ask Jing Su about a few places he frequented, and then checked with Song Yiyuan one by one.

When it was getting dark, Mo Qing found the dying Jing Su in an alley.

Mo Qing first contacted Song Yiyuan and asked Song Yiyuan to call the police and an ambulance, then put away his phone, squatted down, and calmly checked Jing Su's injury.

Most of the external injuries were caused by punching and kicking.

However, Jing Su was stabbed in the abdomen, and he held his hands tightly, blood flowed out, wet the clothes in his abdomen, and spread on the ground like blooming flowers.

Mo Qing pushed him over without changing his face.

"you……"

In a trance, Jing Su felt that someone was moving him, but when he opened his mouth, a bloody smell gushed out of his throat, and he blocked the rest of his words.

He opened his eyes weakly.

The alley was dimly lit and everything was hazy. He half-opened his eyes and saw a girl squatting halfway in front of him. A blade appeared on her finger, and she scratched her hand.

Fresh blood dripped onto the three silver needles, and the silver needles were stained with blood. The blood gradually seeped in and disappeared without a trace. After a while, the silver needles revealed a strange luster.

This scene was too fantastical, and Jing Su was stunned watching it, and couldn't distinguish between falsehood and reality for a while.

He seemed to see Mo Qing's face clearly.

At this moment, a cool voice came down: "Are you still awake?"

Inosuke opened his mouth again.

However, this time, before he could make a sound, a hand knife came down, and before Jing Su completely lost consciousness, he cursed a word in his heart—fuck.

……

When Song Yiyuan rushed over, Mo Qing had already withdrawn the needle, and was standing aside with arms folded, leaning against the wall behind him.The whole person is caged in the shadows.

"Why..." Song Yiyuan ran out of breath, glanced at the calm Mo Qing, and then at Jing Su who was covered in blood, feeling that the scene was extremely strange.

After a second pause, he lightly added a word: "Yang."

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows: "I can't die."

That's not a good description.

Song Yiyuan quickly squatted down beside Jing Su, his heart sank when he saw Jing Su's abdominal injury, and then he tested Jing Su's breathing, and then he was relieved.

Without any tools in hand, Song Yiyuan had no choice but to take some emergency measures.Fortunately, the ambulance arrived relatively quickly, and found them in a short while, put Jing Ju on a stretcher, and carried him to the hospital.

Song Yiyuan and Mo Qing naturally accompanied them.

Third Hospital.

Jing Su's abdominal wound was not deep, but he lost a lot of blood. The doctor on board had already notified the hospital and asked them to arrange the operating room.As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the hospital, they hurriedly pushed Jing Su to the operating room.

Song Yiyuan is a doctor, knowing the seriousness of Jing Su's injury, he has been worried since getting in the car.

Mo Qing remained calm and calm: "He will be fine."

"He..." Song Yiyuan suddenly thought of something, and stopped talking.

He just wanted to ask Mo Qing if he had done anything to Jing Su before he came.However, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the figure standing outside the operating room, and froze suddenly.

It's Wen Yingxue.

As soon as he saw her, Song Yiyuan felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, with coldness in his eyes, he asked, "Why are you here?"

Wen Yingxue glanced at him, without any surprise, a pair of beautiful eyes were exposed on the mask, she smiled gently, without any lethality: "I will be in charge of this operation."

"You can't operate on him." Song Yiyuan frowned.

Jing Su's injury was most likely caused by Wen Yingxue and his gang. Now Wen Yingxue is operating on Jing Su... who knows what Wen Yingxue will do.

"If you want to come, I don't mind." Wen Yingxue said calmly.

After a pause, Wen Yingxue lowered her head again, deliberately looked at Song Yiyuan's right hand, and then slowly said: "Forget, you can't hold a scalpel anymore."

Song Yiyuan was startled: "You—"

"Family members should not interfere with the surgeon."

A stronger male nurse came over and deliberately bumped Song Yiyuan.

Later, he said to Song Yiyuan: "Her name is Wen Yingxue, she is a C-level doctor selected by EMO, and she ranks first in our hospital in terms of surgical skills. She only comes here on Saturday afternoon to perform one or two operations." , you hit your luck."

He stood between Song Yiyuan and Wen Yingxue like a wall.

Song Yiyuan and the male nurse glared at each other.

When he punched the male nurse, his wrist was suddenly pinched, making it difficult for him to move.He tilted his head, and was startled when he saw Mo Qing standing beside him.

Someone in the operating room called "Doctor Wen". Wen Yingxue glanced at Song Yiyuan and Mo Qing, nodded politely, and walked into the operating room unhurriedly.

The door was slowly closed.

Letting out a long breath, Song Yiyuan slowly let go of his fist and asked, "Why?"

"What a big deal." Mo Qing let go of his wrist, raised his eyelids, looked at the door of the operating room, and said lightly, "It's a big deal that they will lose their lives."

When she said this, her tone was the same as usual, without even a slight change.

Song Yiyuan only felt a chill down his spine.

When the burly male nurse heard this, he was suddenly filled with anger. He glared at Mo Qing angrily, meaning - the doctor worked so hard to treat the patients, how dare you threaten the doctor?

Mo Qing swept over with a cold look: "What are you looking at, I will poke your eyes blind later."

"..."

The male nurse shrank her neck subconsciously.

Damn, this girl is so fierce.

The male nurse didn't participate in this operation, but she had nothing else to do. Seeing that Song Yiyuan and Mo Qing were not good at each other, she was worried about Wen Yingxue's life, so she decided to be the gatekeeper at the door of the operating room, watching them defensively.

Mo Qing dragged Song Yiyuan to the side, waiting for the operation to end.

After a while, Song Yiyuan calmed down, and asked Mo Qing tentatively, "Are you just joking?"

Mo Qinghui: "No."

"No." Song Yiyuan still hadn't forgotten Mo Qing's one-year observation period at this time, "Now is a society ruled by law, you can't do whatever you want. Besides, you are still in the observation stage, and every move you make is—"

Mo Qing asked: "If Jing Su really died and Wen Yingxue and Liang Xuzhi escaped, the law would punish a few young people, are you willing?"

"..."

Song Yiyuan lost his voice.

Are you willing?
of course not.

His eyes turned cold, and Mo Qing's tone was cool: "Since you have met me, you have to abide by my rules."

Song Yiyuan was shocked when he heard it.

The light in the corridor is cold white, with an icy tone, without a trace of warmth. When it falls on Mo Qing, it casts a layer of coldness.Song Yiyuan saw a decisive courage from her.

It was something he hadn't seen in her before.

She has been holding back this breath.

Swallowing his saliva, Song Yiyuan was stunned for a long time, because he couldn't disagree with Mo Qing, so he chose to change the subject: "Prescription... No, where's the parchment paper?"

"It's not on Jing Su." Mo Qing searched Jing Su's body, but found nothing.

Song Yiyuan's heart sank.

Sure enough, it was aimed at Jingsu's leather paper.

More and more evidence of the people behind the work.

"The third group is sure that Jing Su doesn't know the whereabouts of the prescription, so they should give up. There is no sign of it recently, so it shouldn't be them." Mo Qing analyzed, "Wen Yingxue is possible. Talk to Jing Su directly. Su's father will do it. If it doesn't work, he will follow him secretly and wait for Jing Su to come up with the prescription himself."

"She already got the prescription, why did she want to kill Jing Su?" Song Yiyuan was puzzled.

"I probably didn't want to kill him." Mo Qing said, "Jing Su's knife wound didn't hit the vital point. If he wanted to let him die, it would definitely be more than one knife, and we won't be able to save him."

"But Wen Yingxue is waiting here."

"Haven't you heard, she will be here every Saturday afternoon."

"Yes." Thinking of this, Song Yiyuan pinched his brows wearily, and said in a low voice, "Her purpose is a prescription, there is no need to kill Jing Su."

He was a little restless, and his mind was not clear.

Sighing, Song Yiyuan leaned back against the wall, lowered his eyes, looked at his still trembling right hand, and suddenly realized that his abnormality was just angered.

He was irritated by Wen Yingxue.

——"You can't hold the scalpel in your hand anymore."

He used to be an incomparably proud son of heaven, who belonged to the small group of people at the top of the medical field, but when he saw the dying student lying in a pool of blood, he trembled.

As he approached Jingsu, he was trembling the whole time.

Because he couldn't pick up the scalpel, he couldn't save anyone.

Half a moment later, Mo Qing looked at Song Yiyuan and saw him staring blankly at his hands, so after thinking about it, he said, "Your hands can..." Zhi.

Not finished.

Suddenly, a few people came over, they were doctors and nurses, they were all young, like interns.

They gathered around the door of the operating room.

"Dr. Wen performed this operation, right?"

"I heard that the patient's condition is very dangerous. He was stabbed in the abdomen and lost a lot of blood. When he was carried in, there was only air coming out, not in."

"Isn't that..."

"Originally, Director Liu was sent to come, but after hearing about the patient's injuries, Director Liu asked Dr. Wen to help."

"Doctor Wen?"

"Yes, a young genius with a bright future."

"I heard that she came from a family of Chinese medicine, and she is also very good at Chinese medicine. The professor of Chinese medicine came here to ask her questions."

……

Several young people chattered and discussed Wen Yingxue, all of them were envious and admired, and they all praised and worshiped Wen Yingxue.

"Slow down your voice." The male nurse scolded.

The intern quickly replied, "I know."

The male nurse said coldly, "Aren't you busy?"

"Just took a break. I came here to see Dr. Wen."

"Yeah, I only come here one afternoon a week, it's too difficult to see her."

"Let's just take a look."

……

Several people lowered their voices, but none of them left. They gathered together to discuss the operation and Wen Yingxue.

After a while, another man in surgical gown came over.

Everyone recognized him and shouted, "Director Liu."

Director Liu nodded to them, and then said to the male nurse, "I'll go in and study." After speaking, he asked someone to open the door of the operating room and walked in.

Little did they know, his "study" had imperceptibly elevated Wen Yingxue, and excited Wen Yingxue's little fans.

Mo Qing turned a deaf ear to these remarks, while Song Yiyuan got busy, went through the formalities, went through the process, paid the fee, and after walking around, he found that the group of little fans were still there.

As a result, when the little fans heard that Mo Qing and Song Yiyuan threatened Wen Yingxue, they all guarded against them.

Eyes are full of vigilance and warning.

Song Yiyuan was thinking about Jing Su's injury, but he didn't pay attention to what they were doing.

"Do you think Wen Yingxue can succeed?" Song Yiyuan walked over to Mo Qing holding a few sheets of paper, "Jing Su's injury is too serious. Wen Yingxue is a C-level doctor, so it's very difficult for Wen Yingxue to deal with it."

Mo Qing casually commented: "Her medical skills are really average."

Song Yiyuan: "..." Don't go along with him at this time.

However, Mo Qing changed the subject: "However, being an ordinary surgeon can still save Jing Su."

Song Yiyuan was taken aback for a moment, and then realized something, he was overjoyed, licked the corner of his lips, and asked, "Did you do anything to Jing Su before I came over?"

Mo Qing said "Yes": "I gave him some medicine and gave him two injections."

Song Yiyuan was surprised: "A trauma can also be given an injection?"

"Yeah." Mo Qing said lazily, "Ordinary needles are useless. But my method can save his life."

Hearing "protect his life", Song Yiyuan felt refreshed, and half of the burden on his shoulders suddenly disappeared.He rolled his eyes and asked, "The one you stole?"

Mo leaned on him: "That's called returning things to their original owners."

"Okay, return it to its original owner." Song Yiyuan nodded, "Is there any difference?"

"Hard to say."

"How to say?"

These people just like to ask questions, Mo Qing frowned impatiently.At this moment, the door of the operating room opened suddenly, and Director Liu and Wen Yingxue came out together.

Mo Qing and Song Yiyuan hadn't passed yet, the onlookers passed first.

"Director Liu, how is the operation going?"

"Very successful. The patient is fine, and he will be cured after a while of cultivation." Director Liu looked at Wen Yingxue with admiration after he finished his answer, "Your future is awesome, and you are awesome afterward."

Facing such praise, Wen Yingxue did not express her opinion.

The young fans actively joined in.

"Really, can this be salvaged?"

"Doctor Wen is too powerful."

"What kind of books does Dr. Wen still study? It's all right to go directly to the Imperial Capital Hospital to work."

……

Wen Yingxue nodded to them, said a few more words to Director Liu, and then left alone.Little fans adore her, but she is as high as a flower in the mountains, and they dare not get too close.

Song Yiyuan scoffed at these people's praise.

*
Jing Su was sent to the general ward.

Normally, Jing Su would wake up after lying down for a whole day, but strangely, he woke up in less than half an hour.

Song Yiyuan went to go through the hospitalization procedures for Jing Su, while Mo Qing waited bored in the ward.

When Jing Su woke up, his vision was hazy for a while, and gradually, he could see clearly. He saw a girl standing by the door, with a tall figure and a cold demeanor.

She is playing with her phone with her head down.

"Mo Qing..." Jing Su opened his mouth and shouted.

Hearing the sound, Mo Qing raised his eyes to look at the hospital bed, and was not surprised to see Jing Su who had woken up. He just said, "Open your mouth."

Isu subconsciously opened his mouth.

In the next second, Mo Qing flicked his finger, and a black pill popped out and fell directly into Jing Su's mouth.The pill melted in the mouth, Jing Su couldn't even taste the taste.

"What is it..." Jing Su choked, "Cough, what?"

Mo Qing said concisely: "Medicine. It's for recovery."

"..."

Jing Su looked at the hanging bottle above his head, then at Mo Qing, unable to understand the current situation.

Footsteps sounded outside the door, it was Song Yiyuan who had returned.

Song Yiyuan pushed open the door, looked at the awakened Jing Su, and was startled: "Why are you awake?"

Heck.

Having just walked on the verge of death, Jing Su seemed to be in a strange state of mind.

He subconsciously thought of what Mo Qing said, "Two needles were inserted".

He was about to ask Mo Qing about the situation, when he heard Mo Qing say, "You came just in time. Stay with him for two days, and don't go back tonight."

Song Yiyuan was startled: "Why?"

Mo Qing moved his wrist: "I'm afraid that Wen Yingxue will really kill him."

"Huh?" Song Yiyuan didn't know why, seeing her going out, "Where are you going?"

Mo Qing opened the door without looking back, and said in a cool tone, "Look for Liang Xuzhi. My things should be returned to their original owners."

(End of this chapter)