Zeng Yuerong was wearing a police uniform and ran from a distance. To be honest, she was already a bit heroic, and with her heroic costume and gun-holding posture, she was like a hero.

"Weishhui, are you okay?" Zeng Yuerong looked at the Thirteenth Young Master who was already unconscious on the ground with concern. He looked at Li Weishui who had not seen for several days. He seemed to have lost weight and said secretly in his heart.

"It's okay, by the way, Qiao Chuchu is still in the house, go and save people." Li Weishui helped the Thirteenth Young Master on the ground up with force.

A man is worthy of being a man, and his arms are like this, and he still looks relaxed, "Wei Shui, I'm fine, go and see my second brother."

Song Yufei hurried over and helped the Thirteenth Young Master. Among the three, the one who took the deepest hand was the Thirteenth Young Master who took action first. Most of the time, Song Yufei was not beaten under the protection of Li Weishui. "Don't worry about me, you'd better worry about yourself. How do you feel? If you feel uncomfortable, hurry up and say, don't wait until you can't speak in the hospital, and endure the pain yourself."

"It just hurts, and the smell is so disgusting." Thirteenth Shao smiled slightly. In fact, the pain made the sweat on his forehead keep flowing down.

Zeng Yuerong took the lead and kicked the door open with a snap. In the empty room, Qiao Chuchu was tied to a chair. It should be that the previous medicine had not been too strong, and he leaned on the chair in a drowsy manner. When he saw someone finally came in, he barely opened his eyes.

Zeng Yuerong quickly put away the gun and untied the rope. The ambulance stretcher had already reached the door. The police officer behind him immediately picked up Qiao Chuchu and placed it on the stretcher.

"See if there are any suspicious people around you and the evidence you want to collect. Remember not to let someone come over again to destroy the environment." She turned around and reminded the little agent around her to walk towards Li Weishui.

"The situation is critical. Call an ambulance first. Wait a moment, and the next ambulance will come right away." She nodded at Li Weishui, looked at his handsome but slightly tired side face, and felt a little sour.

"I'm fine, don't worry." The Thirteenth Young Master, who was being held, smiled and forced to say this.

Zeng Yuerong then carefully saw the wound on Thirteenth Young Master's body, "Let him down quickly, I'll help him bandage it briefly first. You two men are too careless, so they make him bleed. When they arrive at the hospital, they must have died of excessive blood loss."

She quickly let the man lie flat on the ground, ran back to the police car, took out the medical box that he would usually prepare on patrol, and carefully bandaged it for Shao Thirteen, "What is this?" But as soon as his hand touched his arm, he was still some distance from the wound, Shao Thirteen frowned.

"From the degree of ulceration of the wound, it can be seen that the wound has been at least a month old, and the degree of decay is close to that of the corpse. What's going on?" Zeng Yuerong also knew that Li Weishui had some supernatural powers, but now that he has come out like this, is there any other species?

"Don't worry, hurry up and bandage her. I'll tell you in detail in the future." Li Weishui urged.

Song Yufei looked at the Thirteenth Young Master lying on the ground and gritted his teeth, "I wouldn't have let you come if I had known." Li Weishui felt bad even though he said this.

"Okay, the ambulance is here, let's carry him up first." Zeng Yuerong stood up and shouted to several doctors carrying stretchers in the distance.

Sitting in the ambulance, Li Weishui felt very uncomfortable. He hated himself. After so long, he did not have enough ability to protect the people around him.

"Are you okay?" Zeng Yuerong asked briefly. Song Yufei and Thirteenth Young Master were in the situation at that time. He turned his head and saw Li Weishui frowning and a painful expression on his face. He patted him.

He came to his senses. When has it been? Why did he always think about messy things? "I'm fine."

Along the way, no one in the car spoke, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

When he arrived at the hospital, the doctor also set up a separate room for Thirteenth Young Master because he was exposed to such a strange case. Through the transparent glass, he saw Thirteenth Young Master lying on the bed with a bad face. Li Weishui raised his hand and punched the wall next to him.

"Weishui, don't do this." Zeng Yuerong should have gone back to the police station to handle this matter, but she was worried that Li Weishui would give the work at hand to her subordinates, so she bought a cup of chocolate and rushed over. As soon as she walked into the corridor, she saw Li Weishui's actions, so she hurried over.

"Drink some chocolate, it wasted a lot of energy and was tired, so sit down and have some rest."

The two sat side by side in the empty corridor, the cold air and the cold environment, and only the chocolate in their hands emitted a hint of warmth that could warm people's hearts.

"I wouldn't have told my second brother if I had known it. It wouldn't be too late to tell him after I had handled it. At least they wouldn't be like this because of this."

Li Weishui took a sip of chocolate, and the warm and silky feeling flowed into his mouth, but it did not make him feel interesting and relaxed.

Sitting side by side with Li Weishui, Zeng Yuerong felt strongly that Li Weishui was blaming herself for herself. What she could do now was nothing but comfort and companionship. "I knew it if I could not buy a thousand gold coins, not to mention that medicine is so developed now, don't worry, he shouldn't have any problems."

Li Weishui had no choice but to listen to Zeng Yuerong's words, nodded, and tried to relax himself.

Rearing on the chair, he heard all kinds of sounds in the hospital, busy footsteps, patients' ####, doctor's conversations, infusion drops, bottles and jars of collisions, all of which clearly reminded him that he could not be slackened.

Thirteenth Young Master's condition has also been accurately diagnosed by medical experts, and Li Weishui was notified that he hoped to undergo surgery as soon as possible so that this infectious disease would flow into the heart through the blood and lead to cardiopulmonary failure.

"Sir, I hope you make a decision as soon as possible. For doctors, there is a lot of time, but for patients, even a minute will determine their fate."

Li Weishui tightened the signing of the operation in his hand a few minutes. The Thirteenth Young Master's life was now crushed. If he had persisted and asked the second brother and Thirteenth Young Master to wait, things would not have become what they are now.

"I do it, I do it for as much as possible. I sign it. If you sign it one minute earlier, you can make Thirteenth Young Master lie on the hospital bed and stop the pain."

Through the glass window, he clearly saw that Thirteenth Young Master smiled at him, picked up his pen, and quickly wrote down his name.

A few minutes later, Thirteenth Young Master was pushed out of the ward. The room, which was originally filled with the smell of disinfectant, was replaced by the corpse stinking emitted from Thirteenth Young Master.

"Weishui, thank you." The hospital bed pushed to Li Weishui's side. The Thirteenth Young Master reached out and patted Li Weishui's hand that was grabbed on the bed railing, and laughed.

He was a man who didn't thank him easily, but at this moment, he said these three words to Li Weishui.

Li Weishui stopped and looked at the hospital bed surrounded by people and was pushed into the operating room. It was not until the red light was on the door of the operating room that he suddenly lost his strength and sat on the chair and couldn't get up.

"Wei Shui."

Song Yufei's condition looked even better. Apart from a few simple scratches, the wounds that were bitten by the rotten corpse were not big. After a simple wound treatment, there was basically no problem.

After leaving the emergency room, he couldn't wait to see the situation of Thirteenth Young Master. He just walked to the corner and met Zeng Yuerong.

"Officer Zeng, is Weishui okay?"

Zeng Yuerong looked back and shook her head, "It's not so good for the time being, but I believe there should be no problem. By the way, the police station has something to do. I'm leaving first. Please tell me and Weishui." After that, she ran away hurriedly.

"Second brother?" Li Weishui looked up, "You have nothing to do with it, are you? What do the doctor say?"

Song Yufei patted him and asked him to sit down, "I'm fine, by the way, Officer Zeng said that the police station had something to do and left first, so I asked me to tell you, Weishui, are you too nervous?"

For Li Weishui, brothers are the ones he should protect with his life, but now, he can't even protect his brothers. "Second brother, I'm sorry." He buried his head deeper.

Perhaps from the beginning, he was wrong. If he hadn't wanted to use the power of Shenglong Hall, how could he go back to Shenglong Hall? If he hadn't gone to Shenglong Hall and hadn't known Song Yufei and Thirteenth Young Master, there wouldn't have been so many things.

"Weishui, don't think too much. The Thirteenth Young Master is very strong." Seeing Li Weishui blame himself, Song Yufei started to say to himself, "Thirteenth Young Master and I became good brothers when Shenglong Hall was just established. At that time, we lived a life of a sharp edge. I remember one time when I was sick, he just took the money to buy me medicine and took me to get an injection, but who knew that he had met several robbers on the way."

Li Weishui looked at Song Yufei's side face and listened seriously.

"God knows what the Thirteenth Young Master was thinking at that time. He actually fought with the people who had knives with bare hands. Finally, he ran back with the money and found that he had been stabbed several times, but he didn't think so. Later, I helped him find a private doctor. After all, the background was unclear at that time."

Song Yufei seemed to have grown old overnight. When talking about the past, his face was filled with smiles that only the elderly would have.

"Second brother, I know you are comforting me, don't worry, I'm fine." Li Weishui also realized that he was indeed a little too nervous. No one has ever experienced the life of the tip of the knife.

Song Yufei nodded, and the two sat at the door of the operating room, waiting for the Thirteenth Young Master.

As time passed by minute by minute, the light outside the window became darker, and the blood-red sky shone in from the window at the end of the corridor, stretching the shadows of the two people.

beep.

This sound, like an alarm clock in the early morning, instantly pulled the two people's different thoughts to the extinguished lamp.

The door of the operating room was opened and the doctors hurriedly walked out.
Chapter completed!