CEO, Hold On A Moment

Jomo stopped.

"Please?" She turned around and looked at Nanming coldly, puzzled and disbelieving in her eyes.

"Otherwise..." Nanming chuckles and purses his lips. He deliberately lengthens his voice. He seems to weigh it carefully for two seconds, and then goes on, "you should understand it as" please me. "

In terms of saving people, he seems to Offered to give in?

Jomo became more and more puzzled.

She didn't believe: is Nanming so easy to talk?

If he was willing to save so easily, why did he shoot just now?

Unless

"What about your terms?" Thinking of this, Jomo clenched his fist and asked directly, "what conditions do you have for saving these people?" She asked preemptively, but in her heart, she only hoped that Nanming's conditions would not be too excessive.

Because she was very clear: these people can only be saved by Nanming.

She had no choice.

"You come with me." Nanming smile, calm and natural to put forward this request.

"What?"

Jomo turned pale.

When the brain receives this message, she wants to yell back, "impossible"! However, there was a strong smell of blood in the air, and there were dying people lying around her

"You come with me." Nanming repeated. He calmly answered her question and added, "as long as you leave here with me, these people can all survive How's it going? "

He threw out the deal in a joking tone.

Jomo was dumb.

She opened her mouth but couldn't make a sound.

Go with him?

How could she leave with him!

“…… Well

The subordinate who was the first to be shot gave out a cry of pain at this time. His body twitched for a moment and suddenly stopped moving.

"Hello! How are you doing? " In a hurry, Qiao Mu squatted down to check the situation of the other side. This time, the nose breath of the subordinates was even weaker. Because of the serious blood loss, the whole person was on the verge of death.

Without thinking about it, Qiao Mu turned to Nanming: "I..." I promise.

She wanted to say that.

However, she just said one word -

"forget it." Nanming was the first to withdraw the deal. He shook his head smilingly, as if withdrawing a joke and whispering to himself It's boring It's not worth it... "

Joe was stunned.

She didn't know what he was planning?

She just sank in her heart and blurted out, "don't you save people?"

"Oh..." Nanming chuckled. Maybe it's her nervousness that looks funny in his eyes? Anyway, after she asked that sentence, the corners of his eyes and brows were all smiling.

He cleared his throat, suddenly sent her: "go to the rescue car to push over, the hospital ward corridor should have, the red one."

"Ah?" The change came so fast and abrupt that Jomo couldn't react. She saw that Nanming had thrown away the gun, then sat on the bed and began to move the phalanges and wrists of his hands.

Jomo suddenly understood.

"Good!" Her eyes turned bright, she got up with a message and said, "I'm going! I'm going to... " She rushed to the corridor as fast as she could, found the red ambulance, and quickly pushed it back to the ward.

……

In the ward.

Nanming has got out of bed, is squatting next to his subordinates, lift his wound to see.

"Gloves, tweezers, 50ml syringe." Hearing the movement of her cart back, he didn't lift his head. He took out a bunch of things and reached up. He seems to be using her as an assistant.

"Oh, good." Joe Mu answered, quickly opened the rescue car, searched in those drawers and handed him the things. She was so nervous that her fingers trembled when she took off the plastic packaging.

How to do it?

She doesn't understand.

All she can do is take things and deliver them.

So

"I won't do anything else..." Qiao Mu nervously whispers a voice, she tells the truth, and wants to discuss with Nan Ming: can you invite a professional doctor to come over?

But before he finished, Nanming suddenly looked up and gave her a strange look.

"I know." It was just a one second pause, and he bowed his head again. This time, he put on his gloves and pulled open the wound with his fingers. Then he used his fingertips to detect the location of the bullet

The scene was bloody.

In this intuitive and terrible scene, Jomo heard him speak and finish the second half sentence calmly and deeply -

"no, you will. I'll do it. "

…………

"Get the syringe."

"Good."

"Get the gauze."

"Good."

"Turn your head if you can't stand it."“…… Good

……

Every minute that I gave him a hand was a great ordeal for Jomo.

Nanming's action is skilled and quick, but his way of saving people is completely beyond the scope of medicine she understands. Jomo looked and felt terrible, but when he turned his head, he felt even more terrible just listening to the voice

He's very focused.

He didn't talk except to deal with the wounds.

"They should not die..." Seeing the progress of his rescue, Jomo breathed a sigh of relief. She hesitated for two seconds, and could not help asking, "since you will save them, why do you still shoot?"

"Another piece of gauze." Nanming didn't answer, just reached for her.

"Oh, good." Jomulian took something for him.

Then, she followed in silence.

This is the moment -

"click!"

"Joe..." The door of the ward was opened, and the subordinate who had just been sent to buy drinks appeared at the door. He was about to find her, but when he saw the scene in the ward, his face changed.

"Miss Joe, be careful of Mr. K!" He quickly changed his mouth, stretched out his hand and tried to pull Qiaomu. At the same time, he had taken out his gun and pointed to Nanming's direction, "give it to me here, please go and call someone quickly!"

"Don't..."

Jomo exclaimed, subconsciously trying to stop.

But what should she say?

How does she explain the relationship between "killing" and "saving" in the bloody room?

"Go away, Miss Joe!" Subordinates exclaimed, directly pulled her in the past, strength, let Qiao Mu's body stagger, almost did not stand firm, "here is too dangerous! Let's go... "

While the subordinate yelled, he took her behind him and protected her with his body.

Jomo had no chance to speak at all.

She can only use the corner of her eyes to capture the other direction where Nanming has stopped. Although he bowed his head and did not speak, there was an obvious intention of killing all over him

Jomo's heart sank.

Even if the subordinate is holding a gun in her hand, she intuitively thinks that once she starts, the subordinate will definitely lose! What's more, the subordinate's fate is not as good as those people lying on the ground

No way!

She had to be preemptive.

"I'm sorry." Jomo murmured.

In this case: she wants to save people, want to keep things from getting worse, anything she wants to do Can only choose to be sorry to subordinates!

"What?" Subordinate a Leng, for this sudden apology, completely unable to respond. He gave a blank meal and tried to look back, "Miss Qiao, you..."

"Sorry." Repeat Jomo.

She didn't give the other party a chance to see herself clearly. Before the other party turned around, she directly raised her hand and hit him on the back of the neck with enough strength As she remembers, it's this position. For the first time, she tried to knock people out.

"Touch!"

The subordinate fell to the ground in a dull voice.

“…… I solved it. " Qiao Mu took two deep breaths. After confirming that his subordinates just fainted, he raised his head slightly pale and looked at Nanming's direction again. Her voice, barely calm, "don't kill him."

Nanming raises his eyebrows.

His eyes, passing the obvious accident. After a long time, he suddenly threw out a comment -

"you are really not suitable for him."