Personal security

Chapter 55: Yang Xueying was shot

Zhao Jianhui punched out, and the man on the opposite side took three steps back. From the collision of fists and feet just now, the three men had already experienced the power of the big man on the other side. It was a bit exaggerated to say that the fist was an iron fist, but it was definitely not pleasant to hit the body.

Just as he turned sideways, he glanced and saw Yang Xueying sitting on the ground. The guy turned around and saw a figure bending over and walking towards the car next to him. Seeing that Yang Xueying's hand was about to grab the car door, the muscles on the man's face trembled twice, and he reached out and took out a pistol from his arms.

At the same time as his gunshot rang out, it was hard to say who fired first. Anyway, the two gunshots rang out almost at the same moment, and Yang Xueying and the man fell in a pool of blood at the same time.

"Bang bang..." Immediately afterwards, two more gunshots rang out. The two men standing next to Zhao Jianhui had just put their hands into their waists, and before they had time to pull out their guns, they were shot in the forehead and fell to the ground. Zhao Jianhui could fight three of them in a fistfight, but they were no match for Zhao Jianhui in a gunfight.

The loud noise startled people on the street and in the western restaurant. They all ran away in panic, screaming and crying. Some were trampled, and some fell down the stairs. Seven or eight cars rear-ended each other on the road, and several crashed into the guardrails on the roadside. It was a mess.

Zhao Jianhui took out his phone and called Li Nan while walking towards Yang Xueying.

"Yang Xueying... Yang Xueying..." Yang Xueying was shot in the chest, and the blood had soaked her yellow short-sleeved shirt. The other party was obviously a master of guns. The bullet hit Yang Xueying's left chest. He tore open her clothes to bandage her wound, but seeing the blood gushing out of the wound, Zhao Jianhui hesitated for a moment, just covered her with his shirt, and ran to the nearest Nancheng District Hospital with Yang Xueying in his arms.

Zhao Jianhui knew from his experience that Yang Xueying was hit in the aorta above her heart. She would be in danger of death if she was shot. There was no time to wait for the police.

Just after Zhao Jianhui left with Yang Xueying in his arms, Gao Jianjun, member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee and deputy mayor, walked out of the side door of the western restaurant with a woman in his arms. The woman said as she walked, "Is it over?"

Gao Jianjun snorted coldly, "Hmph, what else do you want if it's not over? It's all these three stupid pigs. What kind of hero is this? If they had shot at the beginning, Zhao Jianhui would be lying on the ground now."

As soon as he rushed into the hospital gate, Zhao Jianhui shouted loudly, "Doctor, doctor, someone was shot, hurry up and save people..."

After Zhao Jianhui's shout, all the patients, doctors, and nurses in the hospital looked at Zhao Jianhui. An elderly doctor ran to Zhao Jianhui first, looked at Yang Xueying, who was held by Zhao Jianhui, and immediately shouted behind him: "Send her to the operating room immediately, save her!"

After hearing what the elderly doctor said, several nurses pushed a bed from the side, and saw several doctors who seemed to be interns came to help Zhao Jianhui put Yang Xueying on the bed. Soon, the nurses pushed the bed and went to the operating room.

Zhao Jianhui felt very guilty. If it weren't for his competitive spirit and his gun at the beginning, Yang Xueying wouldn't have been shot. Not to mention the messy relationship between the two, even if a stranger got into trouble because of his mistake, Zhao Jianhui would definitely not feel at ease.

After following him out of the operating room, the nurse pushing the bed shook her head at Zhao Jianhui and pointed to the words written on the operating room: "Operating room is a restricted area, no idle people allowed to enter". There was no need to say anything else. Zhao Jianhui could only stop obediently and stand outside the operating room waiting for news.

"Director Zhang, the injured person's aorta next to the heart is bleeding heavily. If the bleeding is not stopped in time, she may lose too much blood..."

"Stop the bleeding first, measure her heart rate and pulse, check her blood type, go to the blood bank to find a blood bag suitable for her, quickly..."

Everyone started to move as if they were fighting a war, and the elderly doctor, Director Zhang of this hospital, started to work with two interns.

"Director Zhang, the injured person was shot next to the heart. It would be very dangerous to perform surgery to remove the bullet, but if the surgery is not performed, I believe the injured person will not live for more than ten minutes!" A female intern seemed to be about to pass the internship period and had some experience.

Director Zhang has been practicing medicine for a lifetime and has seen many big scenes. Naturally, he will not lose his composure now. "Have the injured person's family members come? We must get the family members to sign before we can perform this dangerous operation."

At this time, even if there is only a 10% chance, surgery must be performed to remove the bullet, otherwise there will be no chance at all.

"I see the young man who brought her here is outside. Is he going to..."

"Don't waste time. Call her family in and ask them to sign. We are going to perform the operation."

After a while, a nurse came to Zhao Jianhui with a form: "Are you a family member of the patient? Sign quickly. Your wife is in danger. If the operation is not performed, she will die."

"I..." Zhao Jianhui was about to say that he was not a family member, but he also knew that if Yang Xueying's family came at this time, Yang Xueying would basically be dead. So Zhao Jianhui reached out to take the list. He signed his name on it without even looking at it. "Comrade nurse, I am the secretary of the Political and Legal Committee of the Municipal Party Committee. Please do your best to save the injured patient inside."

"You are the Secretary Zhao of the Political and Legal Committee. Is it true? You are not lying to me, right?" Since Dong Lixiang was arrested in the fruit market, Secretary Zhao's name has been spread on the streets. People also know that the new Secretary of the Political and Legal Committee is very young, but they can't believe that he is as young as a young man.

"I have signed it. You should go in and operate on the patient first." At this time, Zhao Jianhui didn't have time to chat with her, so he urged the nurse to go in and operate on Yang Xueying.

Not long after the nurse went in, Li Nan came in with a large group of people. Li Chunhui, the director of the Nancheng District Branch who I met last time, was also in this group of people. Everyone looked at Zhao Jianhui with concern. Just now, Secretary Zhao called and said that someone was shot and asked the Public Security Bureau to deal with the situation, but no one knew who was there.

Let's not worry about who the injured person is. Anyway, seeing Zhao Jianhui's concern, it is right for everyone to express their sympathy. If it is a relative of the leader, the leader is upset, and you are laughing secretly, isn't this asking for trouble?

"Director Li, who is handling the Western restaurant? We must find out the identities of the three people as soon as possible and see where they come from. The three people are carrying guns. Has the public security in our Pengzhou City always been so chaotic?" Zhao Jianhui said seriously.

Li Nan quickly agreed: "Okay Secretary Zhao, I will arrange for someone to find out the identities of those people as soon as possible. I will report to you as soon as I have the news."

"Well, go and get busy first. Don't wait here. You can't help much." Zhao Jianhui began to chase people away. Yang Xueying's life and death are uncertain now. She was already unhappy. Why are so many people messing around?

"Well, Secretary Zhao, I will go to deal with the case." Li Nan nodded to Zhao Jianhui, and then said to Li Chunhui: "Director Li, you arrange two comrades to accompany Secretary Zhao here. If there is anything, you can also help. You and I will go to deal with the case together."

Li Chunhui also nodded to Zhao Jianhui, led a few men, and followed Li Nan out.

Anxiously waiting, a long wait, Zhao Jianhui felt that time passed so slowly, one second seemed like a minute. The red light on the door of the operating room was on and on...

Three hours later, the elderly doctor who went in at the beginning finally came out with a tired face. At first, he was a little skeptical when the nurse told him that the patient was sent by the Municipal Party Committee Standing Committee and the Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission. However, when he walked out of the operating room, he found that there were four fully armed policemen standing behind the young man like javelins. It seems that this Secretary Zhao is not fake.

"Secretary Zhao, the operation was successful, but the patient injured the artery and lost too much blood, and his blood pressure was low. Even if he received a blood transfusion, he still dare not say whether he is out of danger. He still needs to be observed for 72 hours. If he is fine, he will be considered to have passed the critical period."

"Thank you, Dean Zhang, for your hard work." Zhao Jianhui said, holding his hand.

"Don't be polite. Saving the dying and the wounded is the duty of a doctor." Hearing that Secretary Zhao actually knew who he was, Dean Zhang couldn't help but cheer up, as if all the fatigue in his body disappeared in an instant.

Looking at Yang Xueying who was pushed out of the operating room by the nurse, under the snow-white bed sheet, there was a pale face that was almost higher than the bed sheet, and there was almost no blood color.

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. How could this be the beautiful Yang Xueying? Zhao Jianhui almost couldn't recognize her.

After entering the intensive care unit, the nurse took a list a little embarrassedly, and Zhao Jianhui suddenly realized that he hadn't paid a penny since he entered the hospital.

At that time, when Yang Xueying was sent to the operating room, people didn't know that this hospital didn't collect money before treating the disease. This finally made Zhao Jianhui feel a little comforted.

This can also be regarded as the first thing that made Zhao Jianhui happy since he came to Pengzhou City.

After all, in this society where everything is about money, at least this hospital, the director Zhang of this hospital still has the spirit of saving the dying and healing the wounded.