Grabbing a Hottie to be My Wife

That night, the assassination failed.

Dark night, but see a figure in that difficult to walk, every step, his blood will drop along the body on the cold ground.

He is Yang Chen who escaped.

Yang Chen, who suffered a gunshot wound at the waist, now covers the wound tightly with his hand. Even so, the blood still comes out from his fingers.

Finally, under the condition of Yang Chen biting his teeth and suffering from severe pain, he went back to the small hotel.

Push open the door of the small hotel, he fell to the ground with a "Putong". The scarlet blood had dyed his hands red. He climbed into the room with difficulty, and then quickly brought a dry towel from the side, and blocked his wound.

It hurts.

Yang Chen is suffering from heartbreaking pain, but he is just biting his teeth.

……

Do not know how long, Yang Chen finally slowly picked up the phone.

In Binhai City, he knew very few people. Now he was shot If not treated in time, I'm afraid, this life will be lost.

So he can only call for help now.

After calling Wang Zhao, the boy is still playing drag racing in the game hall After hearing Yang Chen's weak voice and the news that he was shot, Wang Zhao suddenly screamed in shock, and then promised to come to Yang Chen immediately.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Chen fainted because he lost too much blood.

……

Binhai city street, but see a hornet sports car speeding in the street.

Sitting in the car is the Little Wang Zhao and the eldest son of R3, Zhang Wenlong.

"Wang Zhao, what happened to brother Yang? How did you get shot? " Zhang Wenlong sat by and asked in a startled voice.

I don't know Just now Brother Yang called, and his voice seemed to be extremely weak. "

"Ah."

With a deep sigh, they drove to the small hotel where Yang Chen stayed.

"That's it." But see Wang Zhao driving car a brake, in front of the small hotel stopped down.

After parking, they quickly got off the car, and then ran upstairs.

"Brother Yang Brother Yang... "

As they went upstairs, they cried.

After arriving at Yang Chen's room, Zhang Wenlong went up and pushed the door open. After pushing the door open, a strong smell of blood came to his face.

Look carefully, but see the room, blood everywhere And Yang Chen? The whole person fainted on the floor.

Ah?

"Brother Yang..."

Two people a see Yang Chen to be in a coma in that, exclaim a, hurriedly lifted Yang Chen, then put on the bed.

"Brother Yang, brother Yang, what's the matter with you? Wake up Zhang Wenlong is shouting there.

Wang Zhao on one side saw that Yang Chen was in a coma. He was stunned. Looking at his wound, Wang Zhao said: "brother Yang Brother Yang Is he dead? "

"Go away, what nonsense? He's just in a coma Zhang Wenlong raised his head and scolded Wang Zhao.

Wang Zhaoji closed his mouth.

"Well So what now? " Wang Zhao is in a hurry.

Zhang Wenlong is bigger and more experienced than Wang Zhao. Seeing the wound on Yang Chen's waist, he frowned and said, "it seems that we need to take out the bullet from brother Yang immediately. Otherwise, I'm afraid brother Yang can't survive this evening."

"Well So How can I get a bullet? " Wang Zhao asked.

"How can I get the grass? Of course, it's the doctor! "

"Yes, yes, to the doctor, to the doctor."

"Let's take brother yang to the hospital at once." Wang Zhaodao.

"No, we can't take them to the hospital." Zhang Wenlong said suddenly.

Wang Zhao was stunned and asked, "why?"

"Brother Yang has a gunshot wound. If you go to the hospital, the people in the hospital will definitely call the police At that time, the police will come. What shall we say? " Zhang Wenlong is clever.

Wang Zhao nodded: "yes, what you said is reasonable. Why don't you go to the hospital? How can I get a bullet for brother Yang? "

"It seems that we can only find a private doctor."

"Wang Zhao, take some money with you, go to a private hospital immediately, and then pick up their doctor." Zhang Wenlong said.

Wang Zhaoyi said, "OK, I see. I'll do it now."

"Well, come on."

Then Wang Zhao ran out.

After an hour, Wang Zhao really brought a private doctor.

The private doctor, who was over 40 years old, was wearing glasses and carrying an operation box behind Wang Zhao.

"Come on, come on." Wang Zhao led the way and urged the middle-aged doctor.

The middle-aged doctor kept up all the way.

"Brother Zhang, we are back." With the doctor, Wang Zhao came back.Zhang Wenlong had cleaned up the blood in the room at the moment. Seeing Wang Zhao coming back with a private doctor, he quickly said to the doctor, "Hello, doctor. My friend has been shot. Please operate on him and take out the bullet from his body."

After hearing this, the middle-aged doctor glanced at the unconscious Yang Chen lying on the bed and said, "it's OK to take the bullet, but you have to pay 50000 yuan in cash."

After hearing the call, the king cursed in his heart, "Nimah is really dark.".

But still nodded: "you can rest assured that money will not be less, you give me brother Yang surgery, I'll go to you to get money."

With that, Wang Zhao went downstairs to get the cash.

The middle-aged doctor then operated on Yang Chen.

The operation went smoothly. Within 15 minutes, the middle-aged doctor took out the bullet in Yang Chen's body, and Wang Zhao also gave the doctor a big bag of 50000 cash.

After the middle-aged doctor got the money, he said with a smile: "the bullet has been taken out. Your friend should be OK! It's just that he lost too much blood. I'll give you some medicine and some salt water. After a while, he'll be fine. "

Hearing what the middle-aged doctor said, Wang Zhao and Zhang Wenlong suddenly laughed.

"Thank you."

"No

The middle-aged doctor then prescribed the medicine, and then left with the money. Before leaving, Zhang Wenlong went out to tell the doctor not to tell him what happened tonight. The doctor was also a smart man and nodded his head.

After the middle-aged doctor left, Wang Zhao and Zhang Wenlong finally took a long breath.

Two people this night also enough loyalty, they did not go home, but has been staying in this small hotel guarding Yang Chen.

Until dawn, the coma of Yang Chen finally slowly awake.

His face was as white as paper and his lips were dry. When he opened his eyes, he saw the water bottle hanging above him Then he was stunned for a moment, and then slightly moved his body, a pain came from the waist.

Looking down, I saw that my waist was already covered with a thick white bandage, while in one side of the trash basket, there were all alcohol cotton balls stained with blood.