Rebirth: Outstanding

The car carrying Song Tianyao and He Xian galloped towards Jinghu Hospital. He Xian took out a handkerchief from his pocket and pressed his hand on Song Tianyao’s gun’s shoulder. He Xian pressed it with his hand. Song Tianyao gritted his teeth and couldn't help groaning miserably.

"Hold it up, Ah Yao, you won't be killed by being shot in the shoulder." He Xian said aloud to Song Tianyao, who was briefly lost in his eyes, "You are scared, not painful!"

Song Tianyao gritted his teeth and took the handkerchief from He Xian's hand and held down the wound. He withdrew He Xian's hand. He twisted his face that had been distorted by the pain and looked towards He Xian. In addition to the hideous pain on that face, it was murderous. Appearing, the murderous intent in a pair of eyes almost hit He Xian's heart! Sure enough, only between life and death can you see the true face of a person! The young man is so murderous.

"Pu You Amu! Brother Xian, the first thing I can't die is to kill Huang Liu! The bullet can't kill me, but he kicked my back with his two feet on my back!"

Huang Ziya in the passenger seat quickly took out the hemostatic medicine she was carrying, leaned forward from the front seat, and cut the clothes on Song Tianyao's shoulder with a dagger, directly applied the hemostatic powder to the wound, and let Song Tianyao use her hand again. Holding the gauze and pressing the wound to prevent the powder from being washed away by the blood, he finally pinched Song Tianyao's mouth and poured two pills into it. After he was finished, he continued to sit back in his original position, holding the pistol, and looking at the environment outside the car. , Said quietly:

"Mr. Song, Ah Liu didn't hurt you, nor did he want to use you to block the bullet for Brother Xian. He reacted quickly. If you kicked twice in a row, you and Mr. He crashed into the car door. In the position of, the gunman can only shoot at him, because the gunman was aiming at Mr. He’s position. If you wait for the gunshot, you panic and follow behind Mr. He. The second shot must die, and Ah Six consecutively kicking you off means that you first stand at the gunner’s aiming position, forcing the gunner to have no time to aim for the second time, so he can only shoot at him first, so that you and Mr. He have a chance to get in the car."

Song Tianyao naturally didn't understand this kind of bodyguard killer affairs, but Huang Ziya said that Song Tianyao felt somewhat reasonable after hearing this. If Huang Liu wanted to sacrifice Song Tianyao's life to help He Xian block the bullet, just kick it, completely. There is no need to kick two feet in a row, or even if Huang Ziya is babbling, what can Song Tianyao do now? Could it be that on the site of Macau, tell Huang Ziya: rush the street, you wait, I return to Hong Kong to move rescue soldiers, hundreds of people carrying watermelon knives to Macau street to kill Huang Liu?

"Then do I have to thank him after I go back?" Song Tianyao gritted his teeth and squeezed out a word.

Huang Ziya said lightly: "Aliu don't know if he can survive."

The car went all the way from Shuikengwei Road to Xinsheng Road, and finally entered Jinghu Road. It drove straight into the gate of the hospital. After entering the door, it didn’t even stop. It bypassed the four-story building of the main building and turned towards the back. Drive on two floors.

Seeing the car driving in at the wrong speed, outside the two-story building slightly blocked by green plants behind it, two young men wearing shirts as if they were family members of the patient immediately put their hands on their waists and stood at the entrance to the building, blocking them. Got this car.

The front window was lowered, and Huang Ziya showed half of her face: "Mr. He's guest has some minor injuries to be dealt with. Take care of the outside and arrange for some people to rush to Tianshen Lane as soon as possible."

"I know, brother." The two young men stepped aside and let the car in. When they arrived at the door of the second-story building, Huang Ziya said nothing, got out of the car and escorted He Xian away with a gun. , Disappeared in the door of the building, only the bodyguard of the driver who drove the driver helped Song Tianyao, whose body was stained with blood, and got out of the car laboriously. Before Song Tianyao could speak swearing, five or six of them had already rushed out and pushed a Western stretcher. In the car, the doctors and nurses in white coats couldn't help but put Song Tianyao up directly. Two female nurses pressed Song Tianyao's upper body to prevent him from moving. A doctor had already used a syringe to put Song Tianyao's gun in the arm.

"Don't give me anesthesia..." Song Tianyao struggled and didn't finish saying this. The doctor over there had already finished the injection, and even the needle had been pulled out.

Seeing that the doctor had pulled all the needles out of his arm, Song Tianyao said to the doctor in a weak tone: "I'll touch your lungs..."

Song Tianyao doesn’t know what the effects of anesthetics in Macau look like. However, many hospitals in Hong Kong use cheap anesthetics and do not master the medicine. There have been cases of beating patients as mentally handicapped. Song Tianyao would rather be unbearable pain than being beaten by a single shot. , Lose your IQ.

Although medical accidents involving anesthetics are one in 10,000 or even one in 100,000, no one can tell about such things as probability and luck. Song Tianyao is so smart that he never thought that he would get a shot when he came to Macau to say thank you to He Xian.

He Xian lived in Macau Street for ten years. Although there were gunmen who wanted to shoot him with a black gun all day long, he was never hit by a single shot. However, Song Tianyao came to Macau just half a day before he was lying down on a stretcher and preparing for first aid. To illustrate a problem, the city of Macau is not suitable for Song Tianyao, at least not for now.

"Go ahead and prepare for the operation." The male middle-aged doctor said to the nurses ignoring Song Tianyao's words.

Several nurses pushed Song Tianyao into the building quickly. Song Tianyao lay on his back on the stretcher, looking at the ceiling that quickly alternated in front of him. I wonder if the effect of the anesthetic is obvious, and he didn't even wait to feel the stretcher stopped. , Song Tianyao closed his eyelids heavily...

When he opened his eyes again, the anesthetic on his shoulder might not be over. Song Tianyao didn't feel how painful the wound was. He just couldn't lift his arm temporarily. He had already put on the hospital patient's blue and white gown. Lying on the hospital bed with thin bedding, the uninjured arm was hung with a bottle for infusion at this time.

"Wake up, Mr. Song is awake!" He was sitting in front of the hospital bed with a chair, staring at Song Tianyao's Jiuwenlong. Seeing Song Tianyao's eyelids trembling twice, he slowly opened his mouth, and immediately spoke with excitement. Said.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, Lei Yingdong and Lei Yingdong's two subordinates, He Xian's two bodyguards, and two female nurses from the hospital, almost all rushed in. Song Tianyao waited to see the entrance of these people and found out that he This ward seemed to be a suite, except for the one in which I lay, there seemed to be a living room outside.

"Ayao, how are you?" Lei Yingdong pushed aside the nine-patterned dragon in front, squeezed in front of Song Tianyao, and asked nervously.

Song Tianyao contacted him before the Lantern Festival to visit He Xian to thank him. It was Lei Yingdong who had been busy with business and wanted to help He Xian find some satisfactory gifts, so he kept postponing it until later. Today, I brought Song Tianyao to Macau, but it happened that Song Tianyao was shot. If I heard Song Tianyao, I saw him after the Spring Festival, maybe Song Tianyao would not get this bullet. So after Song Tianyao was shot, Lei Yingdong was very guilty. .

Song Tianyao fixedly looked at Lei Yingdong, and licked his lips that were a bit chapped because of blood loss: "Put your ten fingers up."

"Huh?" Lei Yingdong didn't understand the meaning of Song Tianyao's words, but after a moment of stunned, he raised his two palms to Song Tianyao's eyes, Song Tianyao swept his eyes across each finger, and muttered very quickly in his heart. After going through the numbers, I found that my mind didn't seem to be affected. I remembered the things before the shot and my own plan, and he said with a sigh of relief: "I'm fine."

"Would you like me to call you back to Hong Kong and report your safety to your family? The doctor said, to be safe, it is best to stay in the hospital for observation for a few days." Lei Yingdong said to Song Tianyao, "Or wait for you to get out of bed and go outside. It’s okay to call back to Hong Kong in person in the living room. This ward has been led to a telephone line."

"I want to make a phone call. Since I was shot, I can't be in vain. I must tell my family that I am safe, but also tell others that I was shot and I am powerless for business." Song Tianyao's eyes turned slightly and looked at. Said outside the window of the ward.