After instructing the sentinel, he turned his head to look at Ye Chien, who was still standing on the stairs with a cold expression on his face. He nodded apologetically, withdrew his deep gaze, and quickly left the dormitory.
In the Spring Sun Hotel, Liao Youde, who was found on the card table, used a pair of scissors to cut open his bloody shirt. His expression immediately changed. "Quick, quick, go to the hospital and find a doctor! If this continues, it'll be bad! "
The black gunshot wound revealed flesh and blood. Small streams of blood could be seen seeping out of the wound that was the size of a child's pinky finger.
A man carrying a steaming stainless steel pot quickly walked into the room. With a click, he locked the door and said to the pale Liao Youde, "Brother De, it's up to you now!"
Inside the stainless steel pot were scissors and tweezers that had been disinfected with boiling water. Someone also took out gauze, bandages, anti-inflammatory drugs, and anesthetic needles from his bag.
When Liao Youde heard this, his face turned even paler. He panicked and said, "No, no, Brother Fei, I'm afraid you're injured somewhere. I can't use this bit of fur at all! It'll kill Brother Fei! "
Turning his head, he said to the man whose face was as pale as a sheet of paper due to excessive bleeding, "Brother Fei, I can't touch this man of yours! I'm going to find Doctor Zhou in the hospital now! She's treated gunshot wounds before! "
Even though the man called Brother Fei had a pale face, his expression was still fierce.
When he heard this, his gaze darkened. He gave a look to the person beside him and nodded lightly in agreement.
The small town, which did not have many nighttime activities, was already as dark as ink. Those who slept early had already turned off their lights and went to bed. Only a few scattered lights were still on.
Ye Chien, who had already arrived at the town hospital, watched as the sentinel escorted him left. He then walked towards the doctor's office.
When he reached the corridor, he heard Liao Jian's father, Liao Youde, say anxiously, "Doctor Zhou, hurry up. He drank too much and climbed a tree. Who would've thought that he would fall and be stabbed in the waist by a branch? Sigh, why did I get involved in this kind of thing? "
Ye Chien observed his surroundings. When he saw that no one was around, he quietly retreated.
When she saw Liao Youde leading Doctor Zhou into the dark streets, she chased after them and imitated An Jiaxin's voice. "Mom, where are you going so late at night? I'll go with you."
At first glance, it really made people think that it was An Jiaxin who had spoken.
Ye Chien, who had caught up with them, accidentally bumped into Liao Youde, who was walking behind them. She seemed to have dropped something in her hands. She ran over and held Doctor Zhou's arm.
"Didn't I tell you to rest at home?" Doctor Zhou, who was in a hurry to leave, did not notice it. Besides, An Jiaxin was indeed at home, so he did not think too much about it.
Liao Youde rolled his eyes and laughed. "Jiaxin is still up so late, and Liao Jiancheng is still doing math. I know you're good at math, so why don't we go and teach Liao Jiancheng together?"
"Sure, no problem." The reason why he chased after her was because he was worried about Auntie Zhou. Naturally, Ye Chien agreed readily.
Doctor Zhou still wanted to reprimand him, but his "daughter" tugged at his arm. It was only for a moment that he felt that there was something wrong with the "daughter" beside him.
"Auntie, I'm Jiaxin's classmate, Ye Chien." Ye Chien's sharp senses felt her body stiffen. He held her arm and walked a few steps faster. He whispered, "Something happened. Just treat me as Jiaxin."
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