Super Special Forces King

Chapter 165 A Festering Inflamed Wound

165.

Zhang Feng was overjoyed. On the surface, he didn't show any signs of it. He said, "The time has not yet been determined, but it will not exceed three days at the latest. There may be two of my friends who are going together. It's okay if you meet before you leave. Don't worry. As far as you are in a good mood, you don't need to prepare anything."

Dai Yifan nodded. It sounded pretty reliable to say that, and said: "Okay, I'm the one in this matter."

After Zhang Feng settled the bill, the group walked out of the barbecue restaurant.

After sending Li Wan'er and her roommate back to the dormitory, Zhang Feng returned to the hotel.

There are still thousands of miles away from Qinhuangdao to Daxinganling, and how to take this journey needs to be planned. Li Wan'er and her three roommates all agreed to start together, which is also of great help to the cover of identity.

It's just that the appointment time on the first day has passed, and Li Jian hasn't been seen yet, which makes Zhang Feng a little worried.

The next day, Zhang Feng did not go out. He was studying the route to Daxinganling in the hotel against the map. At the same time, he kept observing the university gate through the gaps in the curtains. As long as Li Jian appeared, he could find out immediately.

On the third day until 5 o'clock in the afternoon, the last day of the appointment, Li Jian still did not show up.

Zhang Feng frowned and stayed in the same place for three days, which was already extremely dangerous. It is really impossible to wait any longer, otherwise the risk of exposure will increase exponentially.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket to make a call to Li Wan'er, and asked her and her roommate to meet with the monkey.

Just as he was about to put the telescope away, a suspicious figure appeared in Zhang Feng's field of vision.

A beggar, now wearing a thick and dirty army coat in autumn, limped towards the gate of the school with a stick in his hand.

Adjust the focus of the telescope to lock the beggar's unkempt face at close range.

Zhang Feng's heart slammed, isn't this Li Jian? How did he become like this?

Taking two deep breaths of air pressure restrained the shock in my heart, and quickly walked out of the hotel.

Standing at the door of the hotel, he did not rush over, lit a cigarette, and watched vigilantly.

A cigarette burned out. After confirming that it was safe, Zhang Feng pinched the cigarette **** and threw it into the trash can, walking quickly across the street.

Li Jian, who pretended to be a beggar, also noticed Zhang Feng who was walking over, and raised his head slightly. His national character face was now thin and sunken in, his lips were dry and cracked, and his eyes were not very attractive.

Zhang Feng's heart became more and more shocked. He took out his wallet from his pocket and pretended to be a dedicated pedestrian. He squatted on the ground and whispered, "Brother Li Jian, what's the matter?"

Li Jian opened his dry lips, "My leg was injured, and there was no time to deal with the wound. There is no way, I can only use this identity to cover up the smell of rotting wounds." His voice sounded like metal tearing. This was because of long-term dehydration. , Caused by dry vocal cords.

"Don't say so much for now." Zhang Feng untied the backpack on his back and stuffed it into Li Jian's hand, and said: "Change the clothes inside. I'll wait for you in the hotel opposite."

After speaking, he stood up and quickly returned to the hotel, sitting in the lobby waiting.

Li Jian took the backpack and quickly stood up, found the corner of the street, took off his army coat, the autumn wind was trembling, his body trembled, cold sweat was already trembling.

His lips were pale, but his face was flushed, which was obviously a sign of a high fever.

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Zhang Feng, who was sitting on the sofa in the hall, also had a gloomy expression. Brother Li Jian's condition was obviously terrible, which was a bit beyond his expectation.

He must not go to the hospital. His injury was caused by the arrested person. He must be put on record in the hospital. Once someone who knows the injury is treated, he is likely to be targeted.

At this moment, Li Jian pushed the door and walked into the hotel. He lowered his head and bit his lip tightly. Every step he took, his right leg felt like tearing pain.

But he can only hold it back to prevent his weird state from causing people's suspicion.

His cheeks were constantly shaking, and big beads of sweat ooze from his forehead.

Seeing Li Jian walking in, Zhang Feng also stood up and walked into the elevator first.

Li Jian walked into the elevator as if he had lost his strength, his body leaned to one side against the elevator wall, and his chest was constantly undulating and panting.

Zhang Fengqiang resisted the urge to help him.

Ding.

The elevator opened, Zhang Feng walked out of the elevator, walked through the corridor into his room, leaving a gap in the door.

A few minutes later, the door was pushed open and Li Jian walked in with a staggering body.

Zhang Feng rushed up to help his shaky body.

Letting him lie flat on the bed, Zhang Feng turned and locked the door, anxiously asked: "Brother Li Jian, where is the injury?"

Li Jian pointed to his right leg, opened his dry lips, and said, "Water."

Zhang Feng hurriedly unscrewed the mineral water and brought it to his mouth, but did not let him drink more. Being in a state of water shortage for too long, once a large amount of water is suddenly drunk, it is very likely that there will be a "deficiency and no supplementation".

Putting the water aside, Zhang Feng tore Li Jian's trouser legs apart, and couldn't help but breathe in air when he saw his injury!

In the palm-length wound, bones can be seen deep, and the surrounding skin and flesh have begun to ulcerate. Zhang Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it is not summer. If the weather is hotter and the wound stays in this state for a long time, I'm afraid it is one thing whether Brother Li Jian's leg can be kept.

The bone scraping and poisoning can only appear in the novel. If there is no anesthetic and the knife is used directly, I am afraid that Li Jian's current physical state will not be able to hold it.

Anesthetics are neurological prescription drugs that are not available in pharmacies.

Li Jian drank some water, regained his spirit a little, opened his mouth and said, "It's difficult?"

Zhang Feng didn't speak, he was thinking about how to get anesthetics the fastest. Suddenly a person appeared in his mind, he took his cell phone from his pocket and dialed the phone.

After two beeps, the phone was connected, "Senior, what's the matter?" Li Wan'er's voice came from the receiver.

"Wan'er, can you get a small amount of anesthetic?" Zhang Feng asked. Li Wan'er is a medical student, and there must be anesthetics available in the laboratory of the medical school.

"Ah? Senior, what do you want anesthetics for? We also need to register anesthetics for experiments, which is a bit troublesome." Li Wan'er asked in surprise.

"That's it. I have a friend who has an old man in his family who has an incurable disease. He can't stand the pain every day. I want to reduce the pain a few days before the old man leaves. It's okay, Wan'er. Embarrassed." Zhang Feng lied. He could only say sorry to the kind-hearted Wan'er in his heart. These things can only be explained later.