Shocked!She came back with a miniature version of the boss

Chapter 297 I Only Had Sterilization
Jiang Junlin closed his eyes, remorse was useless, the regret had already been made.

He repeatedly told himself not to be fooled, maybe it was another scheming, but inexplicably impetuous, he still got up to check his situation.

Ji Xuan is a very contradictory person. He laughs and scolds casually, and no man has the pride of not crying easily.

But when Jiang Junlin searched in his memory, Ji Xuan would only cry in front of him.

Either crying and selling miserably, or crying and beating him!

What an asshole!

He lifted the quilt and got up, came over impatiently, and kicked Ji Huan who was on the low bed, "Get up, don't make noise!"

However, Ji Xuan was still talking in his sleep, with tears streaming down his face. Jiang Junlin couldn't tell whether he was acting or really dreaming after a glance. Jiang Junlin slapped him on the face, "Get up!"

Ji Xuan woke up suddenly, hugged Jiang Junlin, buried him in his waist, and began to cry. Through his shirt, Jiang Junlin could feel his body temperature was frighteningly high.

He touched Ji Xuan's forehead, and the temperature was frighteningly high, "Do you have a high fever?"

No wonder he slept so deeply!

Jiang Junlin brought over the ear thermometer, and was startled when he tested it. It was almost 40 degrees. If the burning continued, he might become a fool, but Ji Xuan had already lost consciousness.

Jiang Junlin pushed him down, found alcohol, wiped his forehead, face and neck, stripped off his clothes, and rubbed alcohol on his chest, trying to cool down.

After taking off his clothes, he found that Ji Xuan's little arm, which he had been covering up all the time, was badly injured, and he kept dragging on and refused to go to the hospital. It must be inflammation, and the wound was pus-filled.

"Stupid!" Jiang Junlin couldn't help cursing, and wanted to slap him, but the little wolf cub's face was white and sweaty, looking so pitiful, Jiang Junlin really couldn't do it.

I wanted to beat him ten thousand times in my heart, but my heart softened because of his momentary weakness.

Ji Xuan must go to the doctor.

As far as he knew, there was a small clinic just 800 meters away when you turned right outside the safe house. Ji Xuan was so burned that he passed out. If this arm was delayed any longer, it would really be amputated!
His parents dare not hurt his body, hair and skin. He seems to have never had such a cognition, and he doesn't know how to cherish himself.

Jiang Junlin opened the curtains and took a look at the night. It was windy and snowy, but it was not late at night. It was just after eight o'clock, and today was a snowstorm. This year's weather was particularly strange, with continuous snowstorms, and it was also extremely cold.

He glanced back at Ji Xuan, he was cautious, considerate, the overall situation was the most important thing, and he finally gave in for Ji Xuan.He put on his hat and goggles, took some cash, hugged Ji Xuan to the door, and took his fingerprints to open the door. In addition to the password, he also had fingerprints. After opening the door, Jiang Junlin went downstairs with Ji Xuan on his back. He stuffed it into the car, and they were really unlucky, the car couldn't hit because of the heavy snow.

Jiang Junlin tried a few times, but had to give up, and once again carried Ji Xuan on his back to go to a small clinic. They don't have an ID card, so it is absolutely impossible to go to a big hospital, and now every major hospital must be guarded by extremely good people, and the small clinic is inconspicuous. And it's everywhere, they may not be able to monitor it, Jiang Junlin deliberately avoided the camera, and Ji Xuan went out a few times to find out the monitoring on the road, and also made a small map.

Jiang Junlin was carrying a man on his back in a snowstorm. Jiang Junlin was still suffering from gastritis and a back injury. He walked very slowly, stepping on the snow with every step, and no one swept the snow on the sidewalk at night. Every step was extremely difficult. , Jiang Junlin had a hunch that his wounds were about to open.

However, Ji Xuan seemed to be so cold, she lay on his shoulder and shouted, "Brother, it's so cold!"

The wind and snow came head-on, and Jiang Junlin felt a sting on his face, which was very uncomfortable, not to mention the injured Ji Xuan.

"Deserved!"

There are also sporadic pedestrians on the road, and no one is curious. In such a city, it is snowing again, and the pedestrians after get off work are eager to go home. No one wants to spend more time on the road.

Jiang Junlin felt tired after walking 500 meters. He had been imprisoned for too long and hadn't been able to bring him back. Carrying Ji Huan on his back in such a snowy day took a lot of energy. His hands and face were very cold, but his back hurt. Layers of sweat.

In a short distance of 800 meters, Jiang Junlin walked for nearly half an hour, and finally saw a small clinic. It was a coincidence that the doctor in the small clinic was off work and was about to close the door. Jiang Junlin stepped forward and said in French with Ji Xuan on his back, " Doctor, my brother's arm is seriously injured, please help me take a look."

"After get off work, I'll come back tomorrow. The hospital is 200 meters ahead." The doctor pointed ahead. When he saw that Ji Xuan was in a coma, he knew it was time-consuming and labor-intensive, and he had a Chinese face, so he didn't want to treat him at all.

With a gun pointed at his waist, Jiang Junlin was personable, with a gentle tone, "Doctor, please!"

doctor,"……"

The doctor just felt that he was really unlucky. He was off work and met a murderer. Although Jiang Junlin didn't look like a murderer at all, his style was too similar.

He must have been murdered and injured. Is there any wanted criminal on the news recently?

The police just came to ask, is it them?

In the clinic, the heating was turned on, and the doctor put up a closed sign and drew the curtains. Jiang Junlin sat beside him, drinking hot tea, and loaded his guns, like a gentleman strolling in the courtyard drinking tea. A little bit of the terror of Yan Luo with a cold face.

The doctor is over 60 years old, with gray hair and trembling gently. Jiang Junlin said, "Don't be nervous, I'm a good person!"

doctor,"……"

Who holds a gun and tells the doctor that he is a good person, ask around and see who believes you!

It was very difficult for the doctor to examine Ji Xuan's injuries. His small clinic only treats ordinary flu, and gives intravenous drips. It treats bruises, simple diseases, how to treat such injuries?

"Sir, you have to take him to a big hospital. His arm has a serious bacterial infection." The doctor said with Tai Chi, "I can't cure it!"

Jiang Junlin didn't make things difficult for the doctor, he didn't say anything, just checked the gun.

The doctor was sweating profusely in an instant, fearful and sincere, "Sir, don't worry, I will try my best!"

"I believe in you!" Jiang Junlin drank tea with a smile.

Ji Xuan has been in a coma for a long time. A large piece of flesh and blood festered on his forearm, which must be cut off and then stitched up. Doctors are indeed not the ones who treat serious illnesses. They cut off a large piece of flesh and blood with a flick of their hands.

Jiang Junlin frowned, but remained silent. The doctor dared not breathe.

"Sir, I usually sterilize my pets."

Jiang Junlin closed his eyes. He was holding the mobile phone, which contained the only one-time phone card left. He had a choice. He called Dr. North and asked her to come over to treat Ji Xuan's injury.

But now there are internal and external troubles, and the traitor has not been eliminated. If it is exposed, neither he nor Ji Xuan will survive. This risk cannot be taken.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the obscurity in his heart, "Take your time, don't worry."

(End of this chapter)