The Dragon from Hell

Chen Chuqing had already walked to the door, but after taking two steps, she realized that the people around her had not followed.

Turning around, she saw Xuanyuan Feng suddenly grabbed the person who was carrying Palmer away, and was squatting beside Palmer to check his wound.

Chen Chuqing didn't think Xuanyuan Feng was acting like a child at this time, so she motioned others not to ask, and walked forward: "Xiao Feng, what's wrong?"

Xuanyuan Feng stared at the wound on Palmer's neck, and remained silent for a long time.

Chen Chuqing looked over, but didn't find anything special.

She had learned some Muay Thai and Sandan, but she was not proficient in martial arts, and she was not even an entry-level one.

But even if she was an outsider, she could see that the person who killed Palmer was very skilled and his move was clean and neat.

There was no sign of Palmer being tied up, and judging from the shape of the blood splatter, he should have been sitting or kneeling at the time.

From the time he was about to die, Palmer didn't even have any signs of struggling.

This shows that the person who attacked was very fast and very precise.

The wound showed a perfect closed line, and there was no other damage except the blood spurting from the aorta.

In fact, Miao Jin was a little conservative just now. Generally speaking, after cutting the aorta, more blood will definitely flow.

This is because the person who attacked was too fast and too skilled, causing blood to spurt out after the artery was cut, but before it could completely spurt out, the cut flesh was perfectly gentle again, blocking all the remaining blood in Palmer's body.

When the men moved Palmer just now, they moved him a little, and the blood in his chest and skull slipped out, causing the phenomenon of bleeding from all seven orifices.

Chen Chuqing took a closer look and felt that the other party was a top master.

She looked at Xuanyuan Feng helplessly: "You kid..."

Xuanyuan Feng was a sword fanatic. Apart from food and swords, only Qin Feng could interest him.

Now he probably saw Palmer's wound and was studying his technique.

"Let's go back first. We still have some work to do. I'll let you watch it slowly when we get back."

Chen Chuqing tried to pull him away.

But she failed to pull him. Instead, he grabbed her wrist: "Brother Qin!"

Chen Chuqing was in a trance for a moment, and suddenly turned her head to stare at Xuanyuan Feng: "What did you say?"

Xuanyuan Feng pointed at the wound on Palmer's neck: "It's Brother Qin! It's the nameless sword technique!"

Xuanyuan Feng was a little excited. His face, which had been stern since Qin Feng fell into a coma, actually smiled at this moment. He pulled Chen Chuqing's hand and kept pointing at her: "It's the nameless sword technique! Brother Qin's nameless sword technique!"

His ability to express himself was not strong, but Chen Chuqing immediately realized what he was talking about.

She stared at Palmer's wound and clenched her fingers.

There are only three people in the world who know Qin Feng's nameless sword technique. One is Long Daoling, one is Qin Feng himself, and the other is Xuanyuan Feng, who was taught by Qin Feng.

When Qin Feng was sparring with Xuanyuan Feng, he had always used the nameless sword technique, which was why Xuanyuan Feng could recognize the wound caused by the nameless sword technique at a glance.

But how is this possible?

She clenched her fists and ordered: "Take Palmer back first, and be careful not to let his wound cause secondary damage. Also, arrange a special plane immediately, I want to return to Beijing now!"

Others immediately did as they were told, while Chen Chuqing fell on the sofa, a little dazed.

After a long time, she suddenly thought of something and quickly took out her mobile phone and called.

It was An Jiuxiao who answered the phone. He was sleeping at this time, but he picked up the phone as soon as possible.

"Sister-in-law, what's wrong?"

Seeing Chen Chuqing calling at this time, An Jiuxiao was startled and his tone became much more serious.

Chen Chuqing took a deep breath, her heart in her throat: "It's okay, Jiuxiao, let me ask you, are you in the hospital now?"

An Jiuxiao on the other side is now on the accompanying bed in the ward. When he looks up, he can see the bed opposite him and a room full of instruments.

Yes, he has been guarding here since Qin Feng fell into a coma half a year ago.

Qin Feng's breathing has always been very weak, so weak that it can even be ignored, and often even his heartbeat cannot be heard clearly.

But Long Daoling and Chen Chuqing both said that as long as there is a glimmer of hope, they will never give up on him.

An Jiuxiao didn't say anything at the time, and even ran to invite his uncle back at night. He ate, drank, defecated and urinated here for the past six months, and swore that he would never step out of the hospital until Qin Feng woke up.

For fear that he would turn around and leave, Qin Feng's last breath would be gone.

When he heard Chen Chuqing asking, An Jiuxiao thought she was worried about Qin Feng's condition again, and pretended to be relaxed and responded: "Sister-in-law, are you missing my brother Feng again?Don't worry, I'm here to watch, there will be no problem!"

An Jiuxiao's tone of voice at this time is similar to that of half a year ago. He always speaks in such a tone that sounds out of tune, and at this time he still has the mind to tease Chen Chuqing.

But Chen Chuqing knows in her heart that An Jiuxiao has never left Qin Feng's ward in the past six months, which is enough to show that he is more anxious than anyone else in his heart, and his worry about Qin Feng is no less than hers.

At this time, he is smiling and laughing, but just wants to relax himself.

But Chen Chuqing is not in the mood at this time. She ignores An Jiuxiao's jokes pretending to be relaxed, and says in a serious tone: "Jiuxiao, can you do me a favor?"

"Hey, sister-in-law, what are you talking about? Brother Feng is the same as my brother, you are my sister-in-law, just tell me if you have anything to say!" An Jiuxiao suddenly remembered that Chen Chuqing and the others should be in Hong Kong Island now, and his tone was much more restrained: "What's wrong, sister-in-law, is there any problem in Hong Kong Island? Do you need me to come over? ”

He didn’t want to leave here, and Chen Chuqing would not let him help if she could not let him leave in the past six months.

But he remembered what Qin Feng said before. If something happened to Chen Chuqing, he would really fail Qin Feng’s trust.

“No, I don’t need you for the time being. But you do have something…” Chen Chuqing closed her fingers and slightly grasped the armrest of the sofa: “Can you help me check, Qin Feng… Is he still there?”

Hearing this, An Jiuxiao was stunned for a moment: “What do you mean by still there?”

He raised his head, and the instruments beside the bed were all normal. Although Qin Feng’s breathing and heartbeat were very weak, they were not absent, at least they could still be detected now.

He subconsciously walked to the bedside, only to see Qin Feng lying on the bed with white hair and a ventilator on his face.

The mist produced by his breathing could be faintly seen on the oxygen mask, and his slight pulse could be felt by reaching out.

Why did my sister-in-law ask this?