Chapter 16 Saving and Anti-Murder

The only Western medical clinic in Qianfo Town is opened in a remote corner without a sign. It just picked up a worn flag with a red "ten" sign on it. The car couldn't drive in, and Feng Junyang and the mayor hurried into the clinic door carrying Qianhe.

The young doctor was taking a nap and was really shocked to see a large group of people coming in.

"You..." He stood up and saw Commander Wu in a uniform. He didn't know what had happened.

"Do you have any surgical instrument anesthesia?" Feng Junyang put down the stretcher and hurriedly asked, and he looked around in the small clinic.

"Surgical instruments? Yes, I'm afraid the anesthetic has expired..." The young man replied in a daze.

"What's your name?" Feng Junyang continued to ask. He took the scalpel handed over by the young man. Fortunately, it was not rusty as he imagined. "You are my assistant, and we will operate on her immediately. Is there any problem?"

"My name is Xiao He." As soon as the young man heard about the operation, he suddenly became energetic, "Yes, I can have an operation!"

"Do you have any disinfectant antibiotics?"

"Yes! I'm not sure except for the anesthetic!" Xiao He changed his sleepy appearance just now, rushed around in a small clinic like a monkey, skillfully found all the surgical supplies, and said to himself:

"No one comes to see a doctor, and I wash these things many times every day, and sometimes I can't wait to dissect myself..."

"It's hard for you." Feng Junyang patted him on the shoulder, "Let's start!" You, get out!"

"I'm going out too?" Commander Wu asked with his eyes wide open in disbelief.

"Yes!" Feng Junyang answered firmly, "Have you had an operation before? What's her blood type?

Commander Wu scratched his head and couldn't say awkwardly: "She just came back from abroad... I... I'm not very clear."

What a deregent father! As soon as he was about to come up with this sentence, he found that it was wrong. Why didn't he be a "fiancé" who delied his duty? You can't say too much or you will be exposed. Feng Junyang said worriedly, "I can't find a suitable blood type, and I can't check the blood type here. What should I do if there is a lot of blood? Hurry up and find a way!"

"You!" He pointed to Commander Wu with his hand, "This task is up to you! Get out!"

He pushed the stunned Commander Wu out and closed the door heavily.

The two put Qianhe on the operating table. Xiao He's medical equipment was really old and few. Feng Junyang sighed: "Oh! Xiao He, is it so difficult for Western medicine to survive?

Xiao He stared at a potion in front of the light and said excitedly, "It's still useful! There are still a few days left before it expires! Thank God, otherwise we can only live..." Immediately realizing that I was saying something wrong, I patted myself on the head and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm so excited! This is my first operation in two years. What's your name? Who is she?"

"My name is... Feng Junyang!" He thought for a moment and finally said his name, "She, she is... my fiancee."

"You are so awesome! Dare to operate on people close to you!" Xiao He praised, "Look at how skillful you are! I pulled out my mother's teeth, and when I saw her painful appearance, my hands trembled! Then, it's your fiancee, you untie her clothes..."

Feng Junyang said, "If it were really my fiancee, I'm afraid I would have trembled long ago." He neatly unbuttoned her coat, revealing her fair and shiny skin. How could she be in the mood to appreciate the beauty? She took a piece of white cloth from the side to put it on her springy lower body, and then carefully opened Qianhe's wound and found that something was wrong!

Just now, I clearly saw that the flying knife had disappeared into my heart, leaving only the handle of the knife. Now it seems that the flying knife has only lost a small half! Just now, at the entrance of the market, I saw clearly that the road was smooth and not bumpy. How did it change when I was carried into the clinic?

"Brother Feng!" Xiao He shouted, "The wound is not deep! Didn't pierce the innermost layer! There should be no problem with the heart! By the way, Brother Feng, where did you study Western medicine?

"Oh, I'm in S City. Because I participated in the anti-warlord march, I had a conflict with the national government. I was expelled from school and did not graduate... Shh!" Feng Junyang motioned Xiao He to whisper, so as not to disturb Commander Wu outside. He also has no intention to chat with the interested Xiao He. Just now, Qianhe spit blood foam, which is a sign of internal bleeding, but now the examination has not hurt the heart. It's really strange! Does Qianhe have a self-healing function?

"Her breathing and heartbeat are normal! Just make a suture of the wound!" Xiao He still couldn't hide his excitement and was eager to try, "Let me do it, okay?"

"Okay." Feng Junyang gently put down the scalpel, went to the chair next to him and sat down. He closed his eyes and went through the scene again. Just now, Qian Heming had only one breath at the entrance of the market. He was injured and was sent to the clinic for only ten minutes, but now he is breathing normally and the wound has magically healed! Which scene do you see is real?

He fell into a long deep thought. The experience these days is like a nightmare. In a blink of an eye, I can see the different faces of the same person, and the things that come out at any time may kill me. Now that I am safe, the old woman's words echoed in my ear: "Go back to Wanhu City..."

Go back to Wanhu City, return to your mother's side, keep a good family business, and live a stable life at home. Although he wants to see his father's little foxes scratching their heads and competing for favor every day, the days are boring and the same. These are what he used to be tired of, but now it seems that they have become extravagant and yearning. He couldn't wait to put on a pair of wings and fly back away from this place of right and wrong.

"Brother Feng!" Xiao He was shouting again, "Okay! Come and have a look!"

Feng Junyang walked over. Xiao He really had a hand, and the wound was well stitched. He patted Xiao He on the shoulder: "Good job! Your wound is perfect! From now on, someone will believe you!"

"Are you telling the truth?" Xiao He looked at Feng Junyang expectantly and wanted a positive answer.

"Of course! You have cured the daughter of the bandit commander.

"Really?" Xiao He's chin is about to fall to the ground. "She...is she Wu Jinbao's daughter?"

Feng Junyang nodded, but Xiao He grabbed the flying knife taken from Qianhe and tied it down on her chest!

Feng Junyang was shocked! Just now, there was Xiao He, who was talking and laughing. After hearing Wu Jinbao's three words, his face changed greatly and he suddenly took action against Qianhe, who was in a coma. Feng Junyang didn't expect it. When he reached out to stop him, it was too late! Xiao He's knife, impartially shining on Qianhe's old wound, pierced deeply...