The Literary Hero of the Republic of China (民国之文豪) [MTL]

Chapter 251

　　"The shooter should be upstairs." Mu Qiong said slowly when he heard the movement. The situation was critical at the time, but he still noticed the location of the shooter.

　　"The man ran away, but I have already sent people to chase him." Jiang Fengming said, "There is a car outside, you go to the hospital quickly."

　　Mu Qiong was quickly sent to Ping An Hospital and entered the operating room.

　　Before Fu Yun'an was shot in the leg, he directly took the bullet for himself, but this time... he found someone else to operate on Mu Qiong.

　　He is one of the best surgeons in the hospital, but Mu Qiong is the one who is injured now. Although he can calm down, he dare not do it easily.

　　He was afraid that he might not be able to control his scalpel.

　　"Doctor Fan, I'm sorry to trouble you." Fu Yun'an bowed deeply to the person performing the operation, and then stretched out his hand to hold down Mu Qiong.

　　Dr. Fan, who performed the operation, is in his thirties. Because he is more introverted and does not know how to make money, he is not as famous as him, but his surgical skills are not inferior to him.

　　In the early years, he stayed in the hospital every day, and even found time to give free consultations to others. He has extremely rich surgical experience, but in the past two years, because of too many things and too busy, he performed fewer operations on others. Although he is not unfamiliar, but It's not better than Dr. Fan's job, so he is relieved to give it to Dr. Fan.

　　At this time, the gun was not as powerful as the guns of later generations, and Mu Qiong was hit on the back and shoulder, so the situation was not so bad, at least he was still awake at the moment, but he was a little dizzy and had difficulty concentrating .

　　But even so, he still firmly rejected Fu Yun'an's suggestion to inject him with morphine, and asked for an operation directly.

　　Even if one dose of morphine wasn't addictive, he didn't want to use the nasty stuff.

　　Fu Yun'an had no choice but to feed him painkillers, and then hold him down with others to prevent him from moving around during the operation.

　　Mu Qiong could feel the shaking of Fu Yun'an's hand holding her, and smiled and said: "With Xilin, I will be fine." If there is no Xilin, even if the injury is not serious after the injury, he may die due to infection. But now they have Xilin.

　　Mu Qiong felt that his mortality rate was quite small.

　　"I know you'll be fine." Fu Yun'an said, his hand finally stabilized a little.

　　At this time, Dr. Fan had already started to do it.

　　The speed of taking the bullet was faster than Mu Qiong imagined, and it was also more painful than Mu Qiong imagined. Of course, the most painful thing was not actually taking the bullet, but the stitching of the wound.

　　The feeling of the needle sticking into the flesh was really unpleasant, and the painkillers didn't work at all.

　　Mu Qiong always felt that he might not be able to bear it any longer, but the truth is...he persisted.

　　Fu Yun'an can't be worried.

　　After taking out the bullet, Mu Qiong was sent to Fu Yun'an's lounge.

　　His injury was not fatal, but it was much more serious than Fu Yunan's previous shot in the leg, and he lost more blood. He was so weak for a while that he could only lie on his stomach.