City Supreme:Death Rises

"Cher, Cher!" Wu Tian doesn't care to chase down the rattlesnake. He hugs Luoxue and looks at Luoxue's white eyes. Wu Tian pulls off the gauze in his pocket to block Luoxue's neck wound.

Wu Tian went to the side of the road and stopped a full load of taxis. He yelled eagerly, "master, could you please take us to the hospital?"

"Hello, you're sick. Don't you see us sitting in the car?" Two men in the back row said with dissatisfaction on their faces.

"I'm sorry, my wife is seriously injured and has to be sent to the hospital. Please forgive me. I'll pay you your money." Wu Tian is busy.

"No, it's so late. We don't know when we can get on the bus." The man refused without hesitation.

The driver also showed a look of embarrassment. He was also a kind-hearted man, but he also knew that the customer was God.

Wu Tian looked at Luo Xue who had almost no breath and said in a hurry: "please, my wife is going to die!"

"No! Go away, don't delay us to go home Another bald man glared at Wu Tian fiercely and scolded.

Wu Tian looks cold. He opens the door and grabs two bald heads and pulls them down.

"Damn it, how dare you! You want to die!" Bang! The bald man's words have not finished. Wu Tian raises his hand and blows the bald man out directly.

"You, how dare you beat people Another bareheaded, frightened, said.

Wu Tian ignored another bald head and put Luoxue on the car. He also sat on it, closed the door and said, "go to the hospital quickly!"

"Good, good." The driver also saw the danger of Luoxue, and quickly started the car to drive towards the hospital, leaving two bald heads under the night sky and cursing.

"Cher, Cher, wake up, wake up." Wu Tian's tears were streaming.

Luoxue has completely no breath, eyes closed, no breath at all.

"No, Cher!" Wu Tian feels that his heart is constantly sinking, and a bad consciousness comes from Wu Tian's heart.

After arriving at the hospital, Wu Tian directly paid for the emergency department, and Luoxue was pushed into the emergency room. Wu Tian sits on the stool outside and waits anxiously.

More than an hour later, a young female doctor in a white coat walked out of the emergency room, looked at Wu Tian and sighed, "it's too late. The patient's trachea has been completely broken, and there is no breathing."

"Doctor, doctor, if there is any way to save her, I can pay as much as I can." Wu Tian flopped and knelt at the foot of the female doctor with tears.

The woman doctor could not help but also moved. She didn't expect that the man was so affectionate to the girl.

"Well, she has no breath. This is beyond the scope of our medical profession. We really have no way to save her." The female doctor raised Wu Tian and sighed heavily.

Wu Tian felt his head was dazed and dazzled. He had just walked out of loneliness and met the love of his life. She was so quick to leave him.

"No!" Wu Tian howled bitterly, and then he began to cry. This time's sadness was no less than the pain of losing one's relatives.

"Well, prepare for the future." The female doctor patted Wu Tian on the shoulder, soft voice comfort way.

At this moment, she was also moved by Wu Tian's true love for Luoxue. A touch of excitement and moving color flooded into the eyes of the female doctor.

"Thank you. Thank you." Wu Tian looked at the female doctor and said.

"It's OK. That's what we should do." The female doctor held out her hand and hugged Wu Tian'an and said, "be strong." Then she turned and wiped her red eyes and went back to the Department.

Suddenly a light flashed through Wu Tian's mind. Wu Tian thought of his master. His master was mysterious. Maybe there was a way to save Luoxue.

Wu Tian takes out his mobile phone and dials his master's phone. On the other side of the ocean, the northern Europe's Reykjavik death shrine branch.

"Master, can you save a man whose throat and trachea are cut?" Wu Tian asks urgently?

"Still breathing?" The man in grey asked in a deep voice.

"No, no more." Wu Tian hears the speech, the heart clutters a to sink to go down a way.

"Then I can't help it. If I want to save people who don't have breath, I can't do it with great skill. I need the Huayang needling technique created by Bian Que in the legend." The man in grey said in a deep voice.

"Master, who knows Huayang needling?" Wu Tian smelled the words and flashed a look of hope on his face.

"As far as I know, he is an old man, but he has lived in seclusion for many years, and I don't know where he has gone. But when you find him, he is supposed to be rotten. How can you save him?" The man in grey robe said lightly.

"Well, what about that? What about that? " Wu Tian's tears burst out again. At this moment, Wu Tian, who has been marching forward bravely, feels such helplessness and powerlessness for the first time.www.readwn.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!