The Queen of Rebirth

Chapter 3
Well, she admits, more than a little.

In the past, it only took 10-15 minutes to take a nap, but now, it usually takes 2-3 hours.

People are easy to fall.

Song Zhenqian had to sigh.

Just walking up the stairs on the 2nd floor, I suddenly heard a very loud noise in the hall.

Song Zhenqian was very puzzled. He turned his head and saw that the tall metal gate was pushed open violently. A man helped Qin Yuanxiu and walked in, followed by a man. It seemed that Qin Yuanxiu was injured, and his whole face was pale. The white tight vest has been dyed a bright red color, which is very dazzling.

Has something happened?
Song Zhenqian stopped unconsciously.

Two men helped Qin Yuanxiu walk past her, and quickly walked to Qin Yuanxiu's room.

Song Zhenqian frowned and followed.

Two men carefully put Qin Yuanxiu on the big bed, and one man took out his phone and said anxiously, "Fax, Yuanxiu was injured by a gunshot wound, come here immediately!"

I don't know what was said there.

Song Zhenqian watched the man hang up the phone vigorously.

"What's wrong?" another man said.

"Damn it, Fax is a stallion and sows around in broad daylight!" the man cursed!
The other man pursed his lips and was silent for a second, "What should I do?"

"Fax said as soon as possible."

The other man was silent again, and then asked, "Do you believe it?"

Thus, the two men fell into a state of infinite silence...

Qin Yuanxiu's room is very large, comparable to the room Song Zhenqian lives in now, but the decoration style is quite different.

Qin Yuanxiu likes the black and white style of decoration, walking into this room, it is obvious that people feel an unspeakable sense of oppression.Psychologically speaking, if a person likes black, it means that the person wants to hide himself and has a withdrawn personality, while if he likes white, it means that the person is very clean or even has a cleanliness.

Song Zhenqian didn't know if Qin Yuanxiu's personality was the same as in traditional psychology, but she was sure of one thing, Qin Yuanxiu was an unpredictable person.

In the quiet room, as if there was only the passage of time and the sound of the pendulum ringing, Qin Yuanxiu lay on the big bed with his eyes closed, his face was pale, his slightly frowning brows could vaguely see his depression and discomfort.

The two men next to him were also waiting blankly, the man named Fax!
About half an hour.

There were hurried footsteps in the silent corridor.

Song Zhenqian turned his head to see a tall man carrying a medical bag, walking towards her quickly, without paying attention to her at all, and walked in directly. Where have you been?"

The two men inside turned their heads suddenly, and looked at the man who appeared at the door, "Have you finally stopped planting seeds?"

Fax glared at them, then fixed his eyes on the big bed.His light blue eyes stared straight at the bullet in his chest that just missed his heart.He took out the scissors in the medical bag, and cut off Qin Yuanxiu's clothes in twos and twos. The flesh covered with blood appeared bloody, and there was a black bullet a little below the chest, which looked very hideous.

Song Zhenqian stood at the door, squinting at his wound.

This man really could bear it, and she was startled when she saw it, but he didn't snort at all, and he couldn't even see any other emotions in his whole body except for a little weakness.

Fax signaled the person next to him to take out the surgical equipment in the medical kit for disinfection. The three of them seemed to cooperate very well and seemed to be very used to such cooperation.

While doing the work in hand, Fax ordered, "After I get the bullet, I will suture, apply medicine and bandage, Ah Qiu, prepare the bandage and medicine, and infuse some anti-inflammatory Medicines to prevent infection."

"Okay." The man named Ah Qiu, who complained the most just now, prepared neatly.

Fax took out the scalpel and scissors, and said to Qin Yuanxiu, "It's still the old rule, don't you use anesthesia?"

"En." Qin Yuanxiu replied heavily.

"Then bear with it." Fax said coldly.

Qin Yuanxiu signaled him to start.

Through the living fresh meat, Fax cut off the rotten flesh tissue little by little, found the best position, and tore off the bullet that had not penetrated too deeply.

Song Zhenqian heard Qin Yuanxiu snorted heavily, and the sweat on his forehead kept dripping down his pale cheeks.

How much patience does that man have.

The subsequent stitches, medicines and bandages were like pediatrics. While doing his own thing, Fax chatted with him, "How could it hurt."

"I got caught by Xiong Dayin, and got caught by special forces."

"Or Fu Siling?"

As soon as she heard Fu Siling's name, Song Zhenqian couldn't help but get closer. Her heart beat to her chest, and she kept controlling her urge to question loudly.

"I killed one of his subordinates last time, and now the whole world is looking for me." Qin Yuanxiu's complexion has always been bad, but his cold eyes still make people shudder.

"It's not a good thing to take over Liangzi with Fu Siling. We usually don't confront people from the government head-on. How could you kill that special soldier? I heard it was a woman." Fax was very surprised.

"Do you believe in a miss?"

"You can't miss it," Fax was sure.

Qin Yuanxiu's bloodless thin lips suddenly drew a cold arc, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his dark eyes, which are eyes that ordinary people can't look at.

Song Zhenqian took a deep breath and adjusted his fluctuating emotions.

When she dreams back in the middle of the night, she will still think of Qin Yuanxiu's bloodthirsty demon-like appearance when he killed him, and she will wake up from the shade every time, sweating profusely. She clutches her throbbing chest and comforts herself non-stop. That was all in the past, now that she was reborn on the woman he loved most, she would not be in danger.

"Ou Yao, why are you here?" The sudden voice made everyone in the room look at her.

Fax has already arranged everything for Qin Yuanxiu, even the drip has been hung.

Song Zhenqian met the surprised gazes of people in the room, bit his lip and couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Aren't you afraid of blood?" Ah Qiu raised the blood-stained white vest in his hand and asked in surprise.

"I just want to see how he is?" Song Zhenqian tried her best to look terrified. When she thought of Qin Yuanxiu's eyes when he killed her, a shiver ran through her heart.

"I'm fine." Qin Yuanxiu's face was cold, and his voice was full of confidence.

(End of this chapter)