pamper little wife

Chapter 3 I gave my life to you (1)
What is a gun these days?
Guns are dangerous weapons, and they are all mysterious gadgets on TV. Most people's first reaction when they see a pistol is a fake, toy gun.

But the old doctor stopped his son who was about to rush over to beat someone up. He didn't recognize a real gun or a fake gun, but he was sure of one thing. The man in front of him had a tattoo on his robust body under his black shirt. The wolf howling at the moon, just when he checked the wound, he happened to see the pair of green eyes, so scared that he almost threw the tweezers away.

By the way, who would tattoo these things on the body of ordinary good people?Moreover, the number of large and small wounds on this man's body is too large to count, and it looks like old scars from fighting with someone with a knife, so the old doctor directly classified this man as a gangster.

"If I die here, I guarantee that you and those upstairs will be buried with me. You'd better pray that I can get through this night safely." The man's voice was low and calm, with a deep aftertone , but the doctor and his son inexplicably heard the hidden viciousness and cruelty in his words. He tried his best to stay awake, and raised his eyes, "Mu Xi, come here."

Trembling, Mu Xi wiped away the tears on his face, feeling that he was in a dream, without any sense of reality.

Li Jinyang struggled to pull off the tail ring on her little finger, put it on her left thumb, and stuffed the gun into her hand, "If I die on the operating table, you will kill them, aim at them and pull the trigger Just hold this, even if you kill someone, as long as you take this out, no one will dare to touch a finger of you."

Then, he pressed Mu Xi's hand. Mu Xi didn't dare to look up, but he knew in his heart that he was telling her that this was their secret. Both of them knew that the gun was fake. Guns are bluffing.Threatening someone with a fake gun to treat him is a desperate move, but otherwise, what can she do as a child?Mu Xi is not afraid of that gun at all, who is afraid of a fake one, she is afraid that this person will die, if a fake gun can force people to see a doctor, it's fine, right?

Li Jinyang's hand suddenly held her hand with the ring, raised his head, stared at hers with two wolf-like deep eyes, and said: "Girl, I gave my life to you, and you will be responsible to the end after taking over. The teacher has taught you to do things from the beginning to the end and not to give up halfway, you can't go back on your word, you know?"

"Oh." Mu Xi blinked, then nodded in a daze.She has worked very hard to bring him here, just hoping to save his life. Since she is too soft, she shakes the gun in her hand and uses this thing to scare them into healing. Anyway, they will not look at a Let the living die.

Li Jinyang looked at her confused appearance, smiled, then slowly lay flat, closed his eyes, and finally, the last trace of clarity that supported him to wake up disappeared, and he fell into a boundless coma again.

"Dad," the old doctor didn't have time to speak, his son was already impatient, even if the man looked scary, didn't he pass out now, what are you afraid of?
The old doctor held his son back, and both of them looked at Mu Xi. The tears on Mu Xi's face were still wet. Is life important or something else?Mu Xi had no choice. If she backed down today, the man in front of her would really die. She had the courage to go back, didn't she just hope to save his life?The two people in front of him were doctors, and Mu Xi felt that it would be too unfair for him to die because he didn't start treating him.

The doctor and his son looked at the gun nervously, with tangled expressions. Mu Xi slowly raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at the doctor and his son. His voice was still childish, but he tried to be calm, "Listen to what my elder brother said. Is it true? My elder brother is very powerful, if he dies, none of you will be able to live... hurry up, treat him quickly!"

Seeing that the man was unconscious, the doctor's son looked for an opportunity to strike. Mu Xi closed his eyes and pretended to pull the trigger at him. He didn't want to hear the old doctor suddenly say, "I'll do my best."

Mu Xi immediately breathed a sigh of relief, regardless of whether he had a real gun or a fake one, the ones that worked were all good guns.

"Dad?!" The middle-aged man wanted to say something, but was stopped by the old doctor, "Try it, let your wife and your sister go downstairs, I need an assistant, and I will prepare for the operation immediately. In addition, you will give the old horse from the first hospital immediately Make a phone call, and ask him to help a few packs of plasma from the blood bank anyway, I remember it is type A..."

The old doctor arranged everything in an orderly manner, and the assistants and tools were also ready.Because of the promise, Mu Xi was determined not to leave the operating room, and the whole operation was carried out under the supervision of the gun in Mu Xi's hand.In the later stage, Mu Xi didn't dare to look at it at all, holding his gun and holding his head back, smelling the smell of blood all over the room, he just wanted to vomit.

I ran into trouble in the later stage of the operation. It is common sense that the amount of plasma required by the old doctor is sufficient, but the patient bleeds so much that the demand is much higher than the normal dose, and the plasma delivered is far from enough.The only match for the doctor's family was her daughter-in-law, but she was pregnant with the doctor's grandson for almost four months, so it was obviously not suitable for blood drawing.

Mu Xi was holding the gun stupidly. She looked at the old doctor who was frowning and had a heavy face, and couldn't help admitting, "Master, in fact, I also have type A blood. If it's really not good, draw my blood."

The old doctor looked at the little girl with a tired face, she was thin, and didn't know if she could hold on, but there was nothing she could do. He sighed, walked over, took the gun from her hand and put it in a drawer, ready to draw blood .

Mu Xi fell asleep while her own blood was slowly flowing into the blood bag. When she woke up, it was broad daylight. She sat up abruptly, and found herself lying on the hospital bed safely, covered with a The white hospital bed quilt filled with the smell of medicine, looked around, still in that small clinic, looked around, the patient disappeared.

Mu Xi's heart was thumping, he was startled and frightened, did the operation fail and the person died?She got up and found the old doctor. The old doctor hadn't slept all night, his face was tired, his eyes were bloodshot, but he was still in good spirits.

"Let's go. He woke up two hours after the operation. He borrowed our phone to call, and someone came to take him away not long after." The old doctor pushed his glasses, "He paid for the treatment, You don’t need your student ID card as a mortgage, you can take it. That,” the old doctor pointed to the ring on Mu Xi’s thumb, and told him, “I’ll take care of you so that you don’t lose it, and say it’s a thank you.”

(End of this chapter)