Chapter 63: Rescue

Chapter 63 Rescue
When the little girl knew Yang Yingchang, the man quietly put away the pistol. When he spoke, the voice was already weak and inaudible. "Little girl, you ran to tell Yang Yingchang, and the target character was alarmed."
"You will be there soon. Don't talk, leave some strength and see Yang Yingchang say it again." Ye Jian's face was cold and cold, and the weight of the nearly one-meter-eight soldier leaned on her, her pace. It is also stable.
Yang Yingchang was answering the phone and listening to the cold noise from the phone. His expression was unprecedentedly dignified. "Well, I will send troops to search immediately! I will report immediately!"
"The target person is the number one overseas event in South Province. Please be careful!" The low-pitched male voice came from the phone and contained a majestic murder. "After ten minutes, I will arrive at Fujun Town!"

Ye Jian appeared in the camp post, and the two soldiers who appeared in the whistle saw this change.
One called Yang Yingchang, and the other man carrying the injured man ran to the camp.
Inside, Yang Yingchang just ran out with the military doctor and immediately put the man gently on the stretcher.
"It is a gunshot wound, the position is on the left shoulder, and there is too much blood loss and coma. The wound has the possibility of infection and needs to be treated with anti-inflammatory immediately." Ye Jianyi saw Yang Yingchang and immediately told the details he knew, "Spring." There is a problem with the Yang Hotel, and there are five foreign men. One of the foreigners has a Hongkou accent and has a wound!"
Hongkou City Accent! This is not... Yang Yingchang’s gaze is a deep look at Ye Jian, and he said:
Shantou, you may need to work hard tonight.

"You go back to the dormitory first, and the military doctor will handle the wound of the soldier."
Ye Jane slightly condensed, whispered: "Yang Shu, you only have one military doctor here? One is afraid of not enough. I know a little gunshot treatment, let me go."
When this girl talked, her demeanor and words always made people inexplicably convinced. Yang Yingchang almost nodded and thought about it. "Well, you can start."
In the medical school for more than a year, the professional knowledge is better than the medical students. Ye Jian and Yan will be really just to get started.
But it is really only a matter of getting started. The 14-year-old Ye Jian has never been exposed to gunshot wounds, but he has learned some theoretical knowledge in the army.
Anti-inflammatory drip, wound wound cleanup, remove the bullet to clean the wound again... As long as the military doctor needs anything, she can immediately hand it in, and even use the sterile cotton cloth to wipe the sweat from the military doctor in the bullet.
When Xia Jinyuan came in, he saw a slender figure standing on the side of the operating table. Like a sentinel in the guard, he heard his footsteps. He turned his back to her with a scalpel and turned his eyes. Look over.
"It's me, Xia Jinyuan." His low-pitched opening took off his combat helmet and revealed a handsome and deep face.
Wearing the army combat uniforms, without the uniforms in the military uniforms, with a dark night, he walked in, so that the entire infirmary is full of Jin Ge iron horse-like killing.
Ye Jian gently sighed, it turned out to be him.
The medic was in the process of incomplete debridement on the injured area of ​​the injured person's shoulder, and the head did not lift the leaf to the road: "Left body, one-time pulse debridement flusher preparation."
Only with a look of his eyes, he immediately handed the left-handed camera to the military doctor, and prepared a one-time pulse-type debridement flusher. After the warhead was removed, the wound was immediately washed to prevent anaerobic infection. .
As for Xia Jinyuan's presence and absence, it did not affect Ye Jian.
(End of this chapter)