C48

Chapter 48 - Grudges

Han Chen said: "We are here to carry out a mission, there is simply no proof that the hospital will not receive us!"

"Where are you going to No.9?"

Zhang Jihui carried Lin Hao on his back, while Han Chen supported the latter by the side, and ran towards the shop number nine.

Li Ergou and Zhang Xiaohei's minds flashed as they were shot by Lin Hao. Their eyes were red as they turned around and punched and kicked Scar face. As he fought, he scolded, "What the f * ck! "Bastard!"

The pain entered into Scar face's brain and he kept rolling on the ground.

It was only a few minutes later when the two of them ran out of strength that they stopped fighting.

At the beginning, the latter still wailed incessantly, but later on, it did not even have the strength to wail, it could only twitch on the ground.

Zhang Xiaohei breathed heavily from his mouth, his bloodshot eyes did not disappear just now because of his venting. He said to Li Ergou: "Let's hurry back to Number Nine and check on Lin Hao." He then pointed at Scarface who was lying on the ground, "Take this bastard back as well!"

Although sweat continued to roll down his face, his speed was not slowed down because of it. He knew that if he spent even the slightest amount of time, Lin Hao's life would be in even more danger.

He was covered in sweat, and heavy panting came out of his mouth nonstop. Han Chen's voice, who was at the side, was somewhat hoarse as he choked with sobs: "Lin Hao! You must be alright! "

It looked like his most beloved doll had been taken away by someone else.

Time slowly passed, and Zhang Jihui and Yue Yang got closer and closer to the ninth shop.

"Number 9!"

Following his shout, the two of them entered the store.

At this moment, the busy Number Nine heard someone's shout, stood up, and walked outside.

When he saw Han Chen's face full of tears and Zhang Jihui's face flushed red with anxiety on his back, he immediately ran to her side and put his down, asking, "What happened to him?"

Han Chen anxiously said: "Lin Hao got shot! Nine, hurry up and save him! "

At this time, Number Nine looked at Lin Hao who was lying on the ground with a serious expression, and spoke: "Carry him into the house first! I'll go find some surgical instruments and help him remove the bullet! " With that, he ran back into the house.

The two of them carried Lin Hao into the house.

"Put him on the table!"

Number Nine's voice floated into their ears, and along with him walked Number Seven.

The latter hurriedly walked forward and lifted up Lin Hao's clothes, her expression immediately becoming gloomy.

Looking at the appearance of number seven, Han Chen hurriedly asked: "Number Seven! How is Lin Hao? "

"The situation is not looking good. The bullet landed on his right chest. If we don't operate on him soon, I'm afraid he will …"

Zhang Jihui roared: Then hurry up and operate on him!

Number Seven shook his head and said, "There is not a complete set of medical equipment here. If we operate like this, we will have to bear a large amount of the risk."

"What's the risk?" Nine asks when he hears Number Seven.

"Seventy percent."

Everyone in the room was silent.

At this time, Lin Hao's hands showed some reaction, he slowly opened his eyes, and said with a voice like an ant, "Go ahead."

He had heard everything that had just been said. He was very clear on his current situation, even if he did not undergo surgery, he would not die. However, that bullet was like a ticking time bomb, causing him to feel very uneasy.

When the voice reached Han Chen's ears, it immediately elicited a violent reaction and shouted: "No! We can't afford the risk! "

Hearing the familiar voice, she immediately turned to look at Lin Hao.

He only saw the latter lying on the table dispiritedly. His face was as pale as paper, as if he could die at any moment.

Han Chen immediately ran in front of him. His tears could not stop rolling in his eyes, as he choked back his sobs, "Lin Hao!"

The latter looked at her and the corner of her mouth slightly lifted, barely revealing a trace of a smile, as if she was trying to comfort her.

Number Seven looked at Lin Hao who could still speak, and revealed a surprised expression, thinking to himself, this brat's vitality was really strong, if he was in's place, if he was shot in the right chest, he would at least faint.

Then he walked over and asked sternly: "Lin Hao, are you sure?"

At this time, Lin Hao slightly nodded, and emitted a muffled sound from his nose.

No.7 looked at his determined eyes, took a deep breath and said slowly, "There is no X-ray camera here. I don't know the exact location of the bullet, so I can only take it blindly."

Seeing his conflicted expression, Lin Hao flew towards him to ease his worry.

Number Seven knew that Lin Hao had already made a decision in his heart, and said solemnly: "Everyone else can leave first."

When the people in the room heard this, they hurriedly left. Only Han Chen was left unwilling to look at Lin Hao. Zhang Jihui then pulled her out.

At this time, Number Seven said to Lin Hao who was lying on the table: "I'm going to start."

The latter slowly closed her eyes, waiting for him to make a move.

Number Seven picked up the scissors beside him and suddenly used it on Lin Hao's clothes.

"Rip!" A voice entered their ears.

He did not stop what he was doing. He picked up the tweezers beside him and slowly extended them towards the wound.

The moment the tweezers touched the bullet hole, the latter's body tensed up as he let out a stuffy groan. Both of his fists were clenched to the point that they turned white.

He stuck the tweezers into the wound and firmly clamped the bullet.

Because of the intense pain, the expression on the latter's face had already distorted into an unrecognizable state. A low roar came from his mouth.

At this time, the few people who were waiting outside became anxious, while Han Chen became even more anxious. Ever since she had come out, her steps hadn't stopped at all. Her two white hands were intertwined as he continuously massaged them. His pink lips had already been bitten to the point of turning white. At this time, she kept muttering in her heart: "Lin Hao! You have to hold on! "

At this time, Zhang Xiaohei and Li Ergou came over, looking at the people outside the hut, they threw the scarred face man to the side and asked: Where's Lin Hao? How is Lin Hao? "

Zhang Jihui's expression was very ugly, and said in a heavy voice: "Number Seven is pulling out the bullets for him."

The two of them were silent. Ye Zichen looked at the scarred face with hatred.

A resolute look flashed in Number Seven's eyes, "Endure it!" I'm going to pull it out! "

Lin Hao's twisted expression had yet to dissipate, but immediately after, he felt an even more intense pain invade his brain, and his beast like growl resonated inside the house.

When Han Chen heard Lin Hao's loud shout, he could no longer hold back the tears in his eyes. She rushed into the house, unable to control his body.

"Han Chen!"

"You can't go in there!"

Zhang Jihui and Nine's voices sounded out one after another.

The current Han Chen couldn't care less anymore. She only knew that the person inside was Lin Hao. A man she cared about.

The moment she rushed into the room, Number Seven had already placed the bullet on the table and was bandaging Lin Hao's wounds. He looked at Han Chen who was standing at the doorway, and his eyes revealed a look of astonishment, thinking, why did she come in?

She looked at Lin Hao who was lying on the table with his eyes closed and a white cloth covered his body.

His hands caressed his face, and tears rolled down his cheeks.

The sound of sobbing became louder and louder, it gradually turned into crying and choked with sobs, "Lin Hao, can you wake up?"

Hearing the hoarse cry that entered his ears, Lin Hao opened his heavy eyelids. His pale white face revealed a smile that was uglier than crying as he weakly said, "The way you cry is so ugly."

Hearing that, Han Chen was startled, she lowered his head and looked at him, the latter had an ugly smile that made her face reveal a splendor, he shouted in surprise: "Lin Hao!"

Number Seven wiped away the sweat on his forehead and said: "Lin Hao still needs to rest, everyone should not disturb him."

He then pointed at Zhang Xiaohei and Li Ergou and said, "Both of you, bring him to the bed in the room."

Then, he turned to Zhang Jihui and asked: "Why is Lin Hao injured so badly?"

Zhang Jihui slowly explained what happened in front of the gambling den.

Number 7 asked with a gloomy face: "Where is Scarface?"

"In the courtyard."

After Number Seven heard this, she followed Zhang Jihui and the others to the backyard.

A bad premonition flashed in Ninefire's heart as he looked at him. "Number Seven, don't do anything stupid!"

The latter smiled and scolded, "I'm not a fool!"

At this time, Han Chen sat on the bedside as he wiped his face with a wet cloth. When she saw how quiet the latter was when he fell asleep, her tensed heart gradually relaxed.

After a day of fatigue, sleepiness surged into her mind like a tide, and she only felt her eyelids grow heavier and heavier. Very quickly, she fell asleep on Lin Hao's body.

In the backyard of aisle seven, a trace of coldness flashed across his eyes as he looked at Scarface, who was lying on the floor.

When the latter saw him, his scarred face instantly turned malevolent. He bellowed, "It's you!"

He snorted. His eyes were as sharp as knives as he stared at Scar face and said: "Scar face!" You never thought that there would be such a day! "

Number Seven looked up at the sky and said lightly: "Cousin, stop struggling. Come with me to the Divine Province and accept your punishment."

"Hahaha."

Scarface laughed loudly, his expression turned cold as he said: "Cousin? I don't have a cousin that can kill all his relatives like you! "

Zhang Jihui who was standing behind his, had some doubts, thinking, could it be that these two people are related in some way? But in the end, he couldn't help but ask, "Number Seven, you and him …"

With a bitter smile, Number Seven said, "He is my cousin. The grudge between us can only end with death."

Although he knew that the two knew each other, Zhang Jihui was still extremely shocked in his heart. Following that … He then thought of the grudge Number Seven had, and asked again, "Number Seven, the grudge you're talking about, is that it?"

There was a calm look on his face as he said: "I personally sent my father to prison."