When Lan Qing put Li Qingning on the soft bed, there was no blood on her face. She looked like a Sleeping Princess in a fairy tale. Her face was pale and quiet.


    He stood up straight and looked at her, his broad chest undulating violently, his eyes fixed on her body for a second.


    Even Dr. Du asked him to stand back and not affect his wound treatment. He kept staring at her for a second and took a few steps back. As if he just blinked, or did not pay attention, this woman will disappear.


    Dr. Du gently cut the dress around Li Qingning''s wound with scissors. The white skin was exposed to the air, and the whole room was filled with a bloody sweet smell.


    The constant exudation of blood around her pale pink sheets dyed red, looks like a blooming red azalea.


    Doctor Du carefully cleaned the wound around, carefully examined the shot site, forehead exuded fine sweat.


    He got up and turned to look at Lan Qing with a serious face and said, "why don''t you go to the hospital? Her condition is very dangerous. "


    "I only believe in you." Lan Qing stood with light on his back, the expression on his face was not very clear, and his tone was as cold as usual, without emotion.


    No one can see the complexity in his eyes. He doesn''t know what the purpose of that man''s shooting is. There are many people in the hospital. This woman can''t afford any more blows. She can''t take risks with herself.


    At the moment, his heart, only such a thought, that is, never let this woman suffer any harm.


    Dr. Du sighed and continued: "but the equipment here is limited. I''m afraid..."


    "What are you afraid of? If you can''t cure her, don''t practice medicine any more. " Lan Qing''s voice is as deep as a drum, with unquestionable determination.


    "I''ll try my best. From the current situation, she is bleeding too much. I''m afraid... You should be prepared." Dr. Du hung his eyes and hesitated to finish this sentence.


    Lan Qing stepped in front of him, grabbed his collar, and said: "no accident, I want her to live, or you will die together."


    His eyes twinkled with ferocity, his voice seemed to squeeze out of his throat, and the whole person was sending out a kind of cold.


    It''s the first time I''ve seen him like this.


    Doctor Du quickly nodded, his eyes glanced down, his hand clutching his collar, his voice trembled and said, "how can I treat her like this? Let me go first."


    Say to smell speech, Lan Qing a jilted him.


    Dr. Du took a few breaths heavily. He had been with this man for many years, and had already understood that his words were true.


    He turned to his assistant and said softly, "get ready for surgery now." He quickly changed into his clothes and began to work.


    Lan Qing so calm face, looking at his every move, even eyes do not blink.


    Dr. Du lowered his head for a while, turned his head, looked at him with a dignified face, took off the mask and said: "she is too weak now. If she is under general anesthesia, she may be at risk, but if she is only under local anesthesia... She is afraid to suffer some crimes, you see..."


    "I don''t care what I do, I just want her alive!" Lan Qing almost roared, but his eyes remained motionless on Li Qingning.


    It has been many years. Since that woman left his life, it has been many years that he has no such urgency. He is eager to leave a person. He is even afraid that she will leave her life suddenly.


    Doctor Du answered in a low voice: "good." Then he turned around and put himself into the intense operation.


    Li Qingning''s whole body looks very pale. Now it seems more transparent. Even her outline is not very clear.


    Lan Qing stares at her as if she wants to see this woman into her eyes.


    With the movement of Dr. Du''s hands, some changes began to appear on her pale little face.


    Although an anesthetic injection was given, it was local anesthesia after all. Lying there, Li Qingning, who was unconscious, still had a painful expression on her face, and then gradually enlarged. Her facial features were twisted together in pain, and her pale face looked ferocious.


    Lan Qing looks at such her, a heart tightly pulls together, as if that kind of pain, also really exists in his body.


    He looked at Dr. Du lowering his head to focus on his actions, but he still didn''t hold back and said, "can''t it be lighter?" There was an anxiety in the voice.


    After hearing what he said, Dr. Du didn''t say much. He just sighed and tried to slow down his movements.


    At this time, the thin sweat beads on his forehead have grown up and become bean sized sweat beads, which slide down his cheek. The assistant on one side keeps wiping sweat for him with a white towel, while the other hand keeps handing tools to him.


    However, although he was as skillful as Dr. Du, the expression of pain on Li Qingning''s face continued to deepen. That kind of feeling was like the pain when twelve ribs were broken at the same time.


    I''m afraid in the eyes of any bystander, I can''t help but turn my head aside and look straight at it.


    Lan Qing''s hands tightly clenched into fists. He even felt that his palms were wet and trembling slightly.


    Li Qingning''s eyebrows tightened more and more tightly. A pair of embroidered eyebrows seemed to form a round buckle in the middle of the eyebrows. The five features were tightly twisted together, and the lower lip was bitten to show a little bit of blood trace.


    Lan Qing calmly walked forward, took a white disinfection square towel, one hand holding her small chin, with the tone of command said: "open your mouth."


    At this time, Li Qingning, who was unconscious, actually opened his mouth slightly, biting his lower lip.


    He carefully put the square towel in her mouth, for fear that her lips would suffer from too much pain.


    At this time, the pain seemed to reach the peak. Li Qingning''s body was up, like a reflection, which made him feel tight.


    He got up, turned his head and looked at Dr. Du. Before he could get angry, he heard a "clang" sound, and a bullet covered with thick plasma landed on the tool tray.


    Du doctor slightly raised his body, a light sigh of relief, said: "the bullet out."


    He raised his eyes, fixed his eyes on Lan Qing''s face, and continued: "theoretically speaking, the most dangerous time has passed. She has a strong desire for survival. She has to rely on the last trace of willpower to support her. Now I just need to sew up the wound and let her recuperate and recover."


    Hearing this, Lan Qing''s cold face was slightly relieved. He looked at doctor Du and nodded his head. Then he turned his eyes to Li Qingning''s face.


    The expression of pain on her face gradually weakened, and the pale little face slowly regained calm.