221: Chapter 221: Shock and Fury 221: Chapter 221: Shock and Fury Zhang Fan’s right hand moved slowly, but in Ning Yuan’s eyes, Zhang Fan’s move was nothing short of murder.
“Are you fucking kidding me?
Are you slicing a wound?
Damn, it looks like you’re stabbing a scalpel into someone’s heart.”
Similarly, Hua Ling and others were trembling at the corners of their mouths.
However, they dared not speak, fearing they would disturb Zhang Fan.
A group of special police from Q City also gathered around, watching the scalpel slowly pierce into Xu Qi’s body, each of them breaking out in a cold sweat.
This kid is practically committing murder.
Zhang Fan’s pupils constricted and his left hand, holding the tweezers, also probed into Xu Qi’s body.
Probing inch by inch, as if sinking into a quagmire.
And just then, Xu Qi’s body shook even more violently.
Watching the bullet shard approaching Xu Qi’s heart, Zhang Fan panicked, “Damn it, I should have knocked this guy out first.”
Performing surgery for the first time was nerve-wracking enough, this was just making it harder for himself.
Grinding his teeth, Zhang Fan’s right hand stabbed with the scalpel fiercely, and at the same time, his left hand darted in and then quickly pulled out.
As soon as Zhang Fan’s hands left, a jet of blood spurted out from Xu Qi’s wound.
“Kid, murder, this is murder!” Ning Yuan’s eyes turned blood red as he roared.
However, the next moment, his gaze froze on the tweezers in Zhang Fan’s left hand.
On the tweezers, there was a bullet shard the size of a little finger.
“Damn, that actually worked!” The man with glasses almost popped his eyes out.
No way, without a scanner, could this kid determine the location of the bullet shard with his bare hands?
Zhang Fan threw away what was in his hand, then picked up the alcohol bottle and a cotton swab, soaked the swab, wiped Xu Qi’s wound with it, then took out needle and thread and began to stitch the wound right away.
“Is the bullet shard completely removed?
Huh?
You’re stitching up the wound now?
You should know, if the shard isn’t completely removed, operating again could be life-threatening,” Ning Yuan shouted.
“Shut up,” Zhang Fan snapped, then rummaged through the medical box.
“Got a Silver Needle?” Zhang Fan looked up at the man with glasses.
“Silver Needle?” The man with glasses asked, puzzled.
“I need to stop the bleeding,” Zhang Fan said urgently.
“Hahaha, kid, are you dreaming?
Stopping bleeding with a Silver Needle?
Heh, I’ve never heard of anyone doing that,” Ning Yuan sneered.
“Knock him out, I really hate his mouth,” Zhang Fan said with a sharp gaze.
Ning Yuan retreated quickly, wrapping his arms around Yang Zhongli and said, “Chief, you need to control them, they’re about to hit people.”
“Do you have the Silver Needle or not?” Zhang Fan shouted angrily.
Although the wound was stitched up, Xu Qi’s wound was still bleeding.
If this went on, he would lose half his life.
“Yes, yes, yes,” said the man with glasses, and then he hurriedly ran off, taking fifty seconds before he came back carrying a small wooden box.
Zhang Fan picked up a Silver Needle, disinfected it, and quickly started to insert it according to the instructions on the System screen.
His fingers moved swiftly, and soon, the bleeding from Xu Qi’s wound greatly reduced, but there was still a small amount of fresh blood seeping out.
Zhang Fan hurriedly bandaged Xu Qi’s wound and then said to Hua Ling, “Send him to the nearest hospital for an IV.”
“Is it over?” Hua Ling stared at Zhang Fan incredulously.
“Over my ass, it will take a month or two to heal.
Are you an idiot?” Zhang Fan scolded angrily.
Watching Xu Qi gradually regaining composure, tears almost overflowed in Hua Ling’s eyes.
Subsequently, his gaze settled on Zhang Fan, and he spoke with utmost solemnity, “Brother Zhang Fan, from now on, you are our true brother.
One does not thank for great kindness.”
Zhang Fan curled his lips and said, “Nah, I’m afraid you’ll lower my IQ.”
Though he said that, Zhang Fan still saw Hua Ling in a new light.
Despite being a bit challenged, the guy was fundamentally decent.
“Hurry to the hospital; any more nonsense, and if he dies, don’t blame me,” Zhang Fan said.
Instantly, Hua Ling and the others shouted, “Where’s the ambulance?
The stretcher?”
“Over here, this way!” The bespectacled man immediately replied, then waved his hand, and soon two people rushed over with a stretcher.
Zhang Fan crouched on the ground, cleaned his hands with alcohol, and couldn’t help but curl his lips at the strange looks from people around.
“Don’t freaking look at me with that kind of gaze, I’m not a chick,” Zhang Fan said.
“Young brother, come check on my brother, he’s also injured by shrapnel,” a man, having come back to his senses, then ran over and dragged Zhang Fan by the hand.
“Yeah, young brother, take a look at our brother.”
Excited voices suddenly rose in unison.
Zhang Fan didn’t refuse either.
When it came to matters of life and death, how could he refuse?
“Impressive, I didn’t expect S City to have such a character,” Yang Zhongli remarked with a sigh, not angry at the fact that Hua Ling’s group had pointed guns at him just a moment ago.
Zhang Fan boarded the ambulance, and when he saw the person’s wound, he took a sharp breath.
Upon seeing a metal shard the thickness of three fingers embedded in the man’s neck, he was both shocked and enraged.
“Tools!” Zhang Fan roared.
At once, a few nurses brought out the toolkit.
Looking at the metal shard lodged in the neck, Zhang Fan started to work cautiously.
Half an hour later, Zhang Fan lay slumped in a chair, weakened from head to toe.
This was indeed about someone’s life.
The entire rescue process admitted no room for errors.
The severity of the injury was worse than Xu Qi’s, and what was more crucial was it involved an artery.
It took the strength of nine bulls and two tigers for him to stop the bleeding.
He was drained entirely, shocked by his own experience.
At that moment, Zhang Fan felt as if in a dream.
But the next moment, Zhang Fan abruptly stood up, as the ambulance stopped.
“ICU!”
Several SWAT members carried the stretcher and sprinted towards the intensive care unit.
However, at the expressway junction, seven armed vehicles arrived at high speed.
When Ding Yang and the others saw the wreckage of the armed vehicles, their faces turned deathly pale.
“Old Yang, what happened?
How are the casualties?” Ding Yang quickly ran up.
Yang Zhongli took a deep breath and said, “Including those on your side, five minor injuries, eight serious.”
Ding Yang’s eyes reddened with anger.
Eight people?
Apart from Hua Ling, wasn’t that precisely eight?
“How could the losses be so severe?” Ding Yang practically snarled the words, then he immediately asked, “Is there a life-threatening risk?”
“Hard to say.
Let’s go to the hospital, we’ll talk on the way,” Yang Zhongli said.
In the car, after hearing the entire incident, Ding Yang was a mix of shock and fury.
He was furious that these people actually had RPGs, weaponry of astounding lethality.
He was shocked that Zhang Fan not only neutralized those criminals but also performed surgery on Xu Qi.
That was near the heart, and it would be over half an hour to the Q City hospital.
Good heavens, what tremendous contributions this youngster had made this time.