You don't know anything about my power.
Ye Qing sighed. At first, he was just curious about Wu Weiling's identity or guessing.
Now, through her words, Ye Qing could vaguely guess.
Watching Wu Weiling fall into a coma again, Ye Qing took advantage of her wound to stop bleeding and gently wiped off the blood near her lower abdomen with a disinfectant cotton.
Fortunately, Ye Qing did not have the problem of blood fainting. Previously, he had paid attention to the surveillance video of A-1 and trained his nerves to be tough enough. At this moment, when dealing with a gunshot wound that he had never seen before, there was no fear.
After wiping off the blood, Ye Qing had no time to appreciate the vest line on Wu Weiling's lower abdomen and her amazing figure.
Freeing his other hand, he began to feel around in her pocket.
She asked him to help her bring something back to China. Ye Qing wanted to find out if the thing was on her. In case it was something important, the doctors here might hide it in the operating room later.
It was very hot in Nigeria. Wu Weiling only wore a stretchy short-sleeved shirt and a thin jacket.
There was nothing in the jacket and lower pockets, and her mobile phone was gone. Instead, he found a holster on her right waist.
The gun was gone, and there was only a spare magazine.
The thing should be hidden somewhere by her. It was lucky that she didn't lose her life. He would wait for her to wake up.
Another red light was run, and the Mercedes-Benz G65 was brutally parked in a hospital with the highest level of local technology, environment, and price.
The young man who led the way ran out of the car and quickly called two nurses who were pushing a stretcher. Ye Qing took Wu Weiling to the stretcher and then grabbed the young man who wanted to slip away again.
"Sir, I have to go to work. I'm going to be late." The young man who led the way smiled bitterly.
"Ask for leave." Ye Qing helped push the stretcher while throwing out a stack of US dollars with Franklin's head from his pocket. "You are a local. I need your help with the hospital procedures."
"There are many things you need to help with later. If you want to continue to earn US dollars, stay."
“yes！”
"Sir, you can call me Reso. I'll help you with all your trivial matters." The young man named Reso, who was greedy for money, ran over to help push the stretcher.
Outside the operating room, Master Metal Expert watched every doctor and patient passing by.
Ye Qing asked Reso to go to the market to buy a few sets of women's clothes while he washed the blood off his hands in the bathroom. After changing his clothes, he called the domestic company.
At present, it is important to leave Nigeria as soon as possible. The flight was originally scheduled for the afternoon. It doesn't matter if I can't catch it. Ye Qing wanted to know if someone like Wu Weiling could take a plane within one or two days after the surgery.
In order to avoid the managers being overly worried, Ye Qing pretended to be very casual, saying that a compatriot had suffered a work-related injury here and wanted to return home early for treatment because he was worried about the medical conditions in Nigeria.
The managers soon got the answer from Zhongyun Airport.
After the trauma patients were out of danger, they could take the plane with a hospital certificate. The aircraft had a pressurized cabin, so the overload during takeoff and landing was very small. As long as the pilot of the aircraft did not take out Mao Xiong's driving style, there would be no wound rupture.
However, flights to Hua Xia were not available every day, and tickets could not be bought immediately. They usually had to be booked a week in advance.
There were no direct flights to Hua Xia. They were all international flights that flew over the Atlantic Ocean and stopped in Nigeria.
"First, help me check if there are any flights from Nigeria to Asia in the next two days. I didn't catch the plane here, so I will go back with the injured compatriot. "
Two hours later, Wu Weiling was pushed out of the operating room and sent to the VIP ward.
During this period, there was also a small episode where Wu Weiling needed a blood transfusion. After the doctor informed the blood type, he said that he needed to transfer it from another hospital.
There was no injury to the vital parts, and the transfer would not delay anything. The problem was the blood transfusion in Africa. Even if it was transfused to someone else, Ye Qing would have a cold sweat.
Wu Weiling's blood type was the same as Ye Qing's. Ye Qing made a match and then gritted his teeth and donated 400 milliliters.
In the evening, Wu Weiling woke up slowly, and her face was slightly rosy.
The Master Metal Expert was outside the door, and the peons were inside the room. Ye Qing sat on the sofa and buried himself in the nutritious meals sent by the nearby star hotel. According to Reso, the chef of this hotel was a Frenchman. He used the steak frying technique ingeniously, and the venison was particularly delicious.
There were also tuna slices with high nutritional value, seasoned caviar, and so on.
The black guy, Reso, was also sitting in another chair, eating with oil dripping from his mouth.
"You don't have to look. You can't even drink water now." After eating and drinking, Ye Qing's dizziness after blood donation completely disappeared.
"The doctor said that you were lucky. The bullet did not hit the organ, and the bleeding was stopped in time. It should not leave any effect." Ye Qing walked to her and helped her tuck in the quilt. "It will just leave a scar. The perfect vest line is gone."
"How did you find me?" Wu Weiling turned her head with some difficulty and looked outside the door. "What time is it now?"
"Six o 'clock local time." Ye Qing briefly explained the process and also told her about his touching act of donating blood.
After a long time, Wu Weiling opened her mouth. When she looked at Ye Qing, she had some different emotions and said softly, "Thank you …"
"Please forgive me. I can't tell you why I was injured for the time being."
"But I will always remember your kindness."
Wu Weiling frowned. "Let's get out of the hospital quickly. If the enemy finds out that I'm injured, they will definitely investigate the hospitals in the city."
"It won't take too long. There are only a few hospitals in the city. We are from Hua Xia. Our skin color is very easy to recognize. They can find out our whereabouts with a few dollars. "
"Well, I'll arrange it. By the way, where are your companions? When we first met, I heard you say that you had companions. "
"I have two companions. We were originally scheduled to meet at the airport. But something happened that day. They went to another country in advance. "Wu Weiling bit her pale lips." We can't hesitate anymore. We must immediately … "
"Bang!"
Before Wu Weiling finished speaking, a dull thud suddenly came from outside the VIP ward. It seemed to be the sound of a cow hitting a person.
Then the door was opened, and the Master Metal Expert walked in with one hand dragging a young foreigner with an ugly appearance.
A painful expression was fixed on his face. Under the incredulous gazes of Wu Weiling and the black guy, Reso, this unlucky guy's face quickly swelled up.
The Master Metal Expert shrugged his shoulders and pulled out a pistol with a silencer from his waist.
"He was holding a bouquet of flowers and pretended to accidentally pass by the door."
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