Marrying a powerful man: The third master is wild and untamable

Chapter 52 He actually loves me, right?
  The patrols finally stopped the train not far from Jinyang Railway Station.

It was close to dawn, the autumn rain was beginning to stop, a few stars appeared in the white sky, wet raindrops condensed on the grass blades, and even the air was damp and cold.

Shen Xiuwan was worried that the moisture outside would damage the scrolls, so she asked the patrol officers to go back and find a few cars or rickshaws to transport them.

Fu Jincheng sat there without moving and ordered Shen Xiuwan: "My wound needs to be treated immediately. There is a medicine box prepared in the second carriage. Go and get it now."

Shen Xiuwan carried the medicine box according to his instructions and watched him neatly take out the scalpel, forceps, gauze, hemostatic medicine and other items, and then used a lighter to sterilize the scalpel.

A bad premonition suddenly arose in her heart: "Jin...Jincheng?"

"The bullet is still in my body," Fu Jincheng thrust the scalpel into Shen Xiuwan's hand, with calmness on his brows and eyes, "take it out for me."

Shen Xiuwan took a breath.

She held the scalpel and could hardly believe what she was hearing.

Fu Jincheng chewed a cigarette, lowered his head, and used scissors to cut open the pants next to the wound.

Fortunately, he dodged in time, and the bullet almost missed the artery in his leg.

Otherwise, he would be a dead man at this moment.

But the bullet was still in an unfriendly position. He had to take the bullet out, otherwise he would still die if the artery was damaged during movement.

He ordered: "Do it."

Shen Xiuwan's cheeks were pale.

The man's thigh was covered in blood, and she felt dizzy and frightened just by looking at it.

The hand holding the scalpel trembled slightly, and she said softly: "Jincheng..."

"Don't look at me, look at the wound."

Shen Xiuwan was forced to look at the bloody gunshot wound, gritted her teeth, suppressed the fear and panic in her heart, and slowly cut open the flesh with a scalpel.

The surroundings were obviously quiet, but she felt a buzzing in her ears. In the strange tinnitus, she seemed to hear the sound of a knife cutting flesh.

The soft yet tough touch made her want to throw away the scalpel right away.

Her face tightened.

Maybe it was because she was used to holding an embroidery needle, maybe she could even do such delicate work as splitting silk thread, her hands gradually became very steady, she cut the flesh and blood, gritted her teeth, and did not dare to breathe. , using tweezers to carefully and accurately pick out the bullet.

The subsequent application of medicine and suturing was done in one go.

After doing all this, she took a deep breath.

She looked at the man anxiously: "Jincheng?!"

Fu Jincheng leaned against the car wall, his face as thin as gold paper and dripping with sweat.

The half-stoked cigarette in his mouth was extinguished at some point and was almost chewed off.

He encouraged in a hoarse voice: "Your hands are very steady, you did a good job."

Shen Xiuwan raised her sleeves and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, while physiological tears rolled down her cheeks.

She had never experienced anything like this in her life and she was almost terrified!

Fu Jincheng took out the lighter, and because he was out of strength, he rubbed it tremblingly a few times before lighting it on fire.

He lit the cigarette in his mouth and took two deep puffs. From the corner of his eye, he saw Shen Xiuwan shaking with fear. He was silent and suddenly handed the cigarette to her.

A drop of cold sweat fell on the dark eyelashes.

He tugged at his pale thin lips: "Want a few bites?"

Shen Xiuwan was eager to do something to relieve her fear, so she subconsciously took the cigarette.

She glanced at Fu Jincheng, followed his example, and took a deep drag on the cigarette. The next moment she was choked and coughed violently, and her whole little face turned red from the choking.

Fu Jincheng laughed out loud.

"It's not easy to smoke..."

Shen Xiuwan was ashamed and embarrassed and threw the half cigarette on the ground.

Fu Jincheng picked it up, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice: "It's the last one, don't waste it." Only then did Shen Xiuwan notice an empty cigarette box and a pile of cigarette butts thrown in the corner.

It rained in the northwest last night, and it was so wet and cold that he suffered a serious gunshot wound. He hid alone in this carriage and relied on smoking to relieve the pain...

Shen Xiuwan couldn't help but shed tears of distress as she thought about it.

Fu Jincheng didn't know how to coax her.

As the smoke filled the air, he stretched out his hand to wipe away Shen Xiuwan's tears. When he touched the hot liquid, a strange emotion filled his heart.

He had always been tired of women crying, but surprisingly he didn't dislike Shen Xiuwan today.

The patrols quickly returned to the train and prepared a stretcher for Fu Jincheng.

Shen Xiuwan personally helped Fu Jincheng out of the car. As soon as he walked to the stretcher, a hoarse curse suddenly came from the window behind him: "Shit!"

Shen Xiuwan looked back and saw a foreigner who should have been tied up tightly raising a pistol towards them!

The trigger was pulled, but before she could react, she was pushed away by Fu Jincheng.

As the bullet entered Fu Jincheng's chest, Fu Jincheng simultaneously drew his gun and shot at the foreigner. Several bullets hit the foreigner's heart. The foreigner's face was distorted and he fell straight back!
  Shen Xiuwan sat paralyzed on the ground.

All the sounds in my ears disappeared.

There were panicked and silent figures everywhere. She watched blankly as several police officers carried the seriously injured Fu Jincheng onto a stretcher, quickly started the car and drove to the hospital. Other police officers panicked and got into the train, and then in the eternal silence , there was a series of sudden gunshots.

Blood dripped down the edge of the train.

It was like a large swath of red was rendered on the canvas, gradually occupying Shen Xiuwan's entire field of vision.

She couldn't see anything anymore.

There was only a buzzing in her ears, reminding her of what had just happened.

"drop--"

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Xiuwan opened her eyes.

The hospital equipment was making a beeping sound. She sat up suddenly and saw a pure white ward. The smell of disinfectant penetrated the tip of her nose, which was not pleasant.

"Are you awake?" The man in a white coat stood beside the hospital bed, holding a pen to record the instrument data. A string of gold beads hung on his wrist. "You were in a coma for two days."

It's Bai Yuanjing.

"Where's Jincheng?"

"He's fine. The bullet happened to have grazed his heart. There are no medical conditions in Jinyang. He was sent back to Yanjing overnight. I have completed the operation on him." Bai Yuanjing put away the medical records, "It's you, You were too frightened and your physical condition is very unstable now. Shen Xiuwan, you need to rest."

Shen Xiuwan lifted the quilt: "I'm going to see him."

Bai Yuanjing watched her put on her slippers awkwardly, and the words to stop her came to her lips, but she didn't say them out.

He knew he couldn't stop her.

He said, "I'll take you there."

Because he was just out of danger, Fu Jincheng is still living in the intensive observation unit for the time being.

Shen Xiuwan stood at the door, stood on tiptoes, and looked in through a piece of glass on the door.

Jincheng lay on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, his face a little pale.

Some people came to visit, and the table was filled with fruit baskets, bouquets and some nutritional products.

Bai Yuanjing said: "People from the Fu family have been here. Aunt Fu and Yinhong left the hospital half an hour ago. At present, they have hired two professional nurses to take care of Jincheng. If nothing goes wrong, he will be transferred to the hospital tomorrow. Ordinary ward.”

Shen Xiuwan stared deeply at Fu Jincheng.

Seeing his heaving chest with her own eyes, her heart relaxed a little.

She said hoarsely: "Jincheng was injured because he was trying to save me."

Bai Yuanjing was stunned.

Shen Xiuwan smiled and pressed her moist eyes: "He risked his life to save me. He actually loves me in his heart, right?"

(End of this chapter)