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Silver flash again, that bullet, she can't escape?

Even if Mu Zijin has been fighting for her life, even if the name can also desperately avoid, but, did not receive special training of her or completely avoid.

The breath of death is getting closer and closer

At the critical moment, suddenly a figure rushed over, holding her on the ground quickly.

The sound of bullets passing through the air is not too loud, especially in the explosion sound is extremely weak, but everyone can hear clearly.

Until the bullet fell into the distance, I didn't know which corner it landed in, but Mingke didn't fully react. He only knew that the man holding her took out a short gun from his waist and shot it towards the far corner with two bangs.

There, a shadow flickered by, but he didn't even see his figure clearly. The man had gone far away.

"Let's go." Beiming Liancheng picked her up and took a look at Mu Zijin. The two men ran to the exit quickly.

The sound of explosion in the parking garage continued. Although there was only one bomb, after the car exploded, other cars were affected. Several cars had a series of explosions, making the whole parking garage a dangerous area.

The sound of the siren immediately sounded, and almost all the people in the hospital were in a panic.

Fortunately, the hospital is big enough, the parking garage on this side has not affected the operation on the upper side, and the chaotic situation is soon under control.

I don't know where they got a car or who was driving, but I just know that they almost died in the garage just now.

It turned out that the killer was really close to her, so close, so close that she could take her life almost at any time. It turned out that the danger was so great, but she didn't take it seriously before.

It's terrible. In order to deal with her, Xiao Xiang made such a big noise

Without waiting for her to think more, the phone on one side has been ringing. It's Xiao Xiang.

When the phone was connected, Xiao Xiang's voice immediately came: "coco, where are you now? Is there anything wrong? Did those people hurt you? Who are you with? "

Mingke Muran tells her the story briefly. Xiao Xiang just went into the operating room because Yang Xue's situation changed. He didn't come out until now, and he didn't know what happened next.

However, fortunately, both sides are OK, and Yang Xue's situation has stabilized.

Comfort her a few words, let her at ease to stay in the hospital after guarding Yang Xue, name can just hang up the phone.

When she looked up, she saw Mu Yiqin driving freely. She looked at Beiming Liancheng and said in a dull voice: "if you think it's safe to go back to the base, then I'll go back with you. "

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Two hours later, mingkeren was in the cabin of the base.

Let Beiming Liancheng take off his clothes. She took a basin of warm water and washed his upper body in person.

Although there was no serious injury, there were still many burns and abrasions on her body. When the explosion happened, she really thought that he would not survive. At that time, he was engulfed by the fire everywhere and could not be seen at all.

Especially the sound of the explosion was so loud. At that moment, she felt her heart almost burst with the explosion.

Fortunately, he's OK. Fortunately, he's still alive. Even now he's all injured, but at least she's still well. She's so moved that she wants to burn incense and return to God.

He took a cotton swab, dipped it in disinfectant, and carefully cleaned his wound. These things should be done by nurses, but this proud man refused because he didn't like other women touching him. Only she could make him reluctantly accept them.

However, she asked herself that her technique was not as good as that of professionals. She repeatedly advised him not to change a nurse girl. There were doctors and nurses in the base, and everyone's technique was much better than her.

But every time she said that, Beiming Liancheng would stand up and want to go to the wardrobe to get clothes to put on.

This appearance has already made it clear to her that if it is for other people, he will not deal with these injuries. Anyway, they are not serious injuries for him.

There were countless injuries to the whole upper body. A whole bottle of disinfectant was used up, but he failed to clean all his wounds. Ming Ke had to go to the clinic to get another bottle.

Mu Son Jin sits in the corner, has been smoking, in fact, until now, the mood also has not completely calmed down.

When they were still in the hospital, when they saw Mingke lying there, but they couldn't go to save her, at that moment, he suddenly found that sometimes he was really useless, even couldn't keep her safe.

If it wasn't for Liancheng holding her and avoiding the shot when a thousand troops fired, maybe now this little girl has become a cold corpse. From then on, he will never see her smile or hear her clear and smart voice.

The cigarette that pinches in the hand doesn't know when is broken into two by him, Mu Zijin drops this cigarette, takes out another one again, PA of a light up, continued to smoke.

Mingke didn't know what he was bothering, but she clearly realized that he was very annoyed at this time and wanted to persuade him to smoke less. However, she didn't know how to persuade him.As for Beiming Liancheng, he used to sit there and wait for her to take medicine for himself, but later, because of the more injuries on his back, Mingke made him lie down, so he did so, ignoring the pain of disinfectant irritating his skin. After a while, he fell asleep.

Mingke managed to clean up all the wounds on his upper body. When he saw that his trousers were covered with dust and burned in several places, he wanted to take them off for him, but he was lying there and didn't have enough strength to turn him over.

Helpless, she can only look back at the Mu Son Jin that sits in the corner, light voice way: "Son Jin, can you come over to help?"

Mu Zijin took a look at her, and then looked at Beiming Liancheng, who was lying there snoring. After a long time, he put out the cigarette butt that had been smoked, threw it aside, stood up and walked to her.

Seeing Beiming Liancheng's trousers also covered with dust, Mingke knew that his leg was probably injured. Looking at him, he said softly: "I see that he is sleeping so deeply, I can't bear to wake him up. He must not have had a good rest these two days. Zijin, will you help me?"

Mu Zijin doesn't say a word, walked in the past, lightly took off Beiming Liancheng's trousers with her, during which Beiming Liancheng opened his eyes vaguely, as if he wanted to wake up.

Still name can quickly comfort a few words, tell him that she is here, let him have a good rest, North Ming Liancheng those two rows of long and dense eyelashes just dropped down again, cover under the eyelids, close the eyes, continue to sleep in the past.