Roy's words shocked Fatty. This shemale stylist actually got shot for protecting Xia Ziyan. This was something Fatty didn't expect. Suddenly, Fatty felt a sense of pain and guilt in his heart. He had treated him before,

Is it too cold?

At least, at least, he cooked a table of good food for himself, so he should at least say thank you.

"How's King's injury?" Fatty asked slowly.

"According to the people below me, King's injury is very serious. I'm afraid you have to go to the hospital in person to find out the specific situation!" Roy said.

"Then, then, I'll leave it to you to take care of Xia Ziyan!" Fatty weighed it up. If Ah King died like this, Fatty might never feel at ease.

"Don't worry, I will return a hair of your head to you!"

"Well! Which hospital is King in now?"

"It's the same hospital as Russell!"

After hanging up the phone, the fat man immediately ran out of the living room and ran downstairs. When several policemen saw this, they thought the fat man wanted to chase Fan Jinshan. One policeman quickly reminded: "Fan Jinshan didn't leave.

Just down there…”

Before the policeman finished speaking, the fat man's figure had disappeared from his sight.

But he said that after Fan Jinshan walked out of the police station, he saw brothers from the Flood Club coming to pick him up, and he felt very bad. Not only did he not threaten the fat man, but he was beaten violently.

"Call Bald Jiang right away and ask him to give Fatty some sex. Damn you, Fatty. Don't make this guy pay the price!" Fan Jinshan said with a grin on his face.

Soon, the brother dialed the phone and handed it to Fan Jinshan. Fan Jinshan put the phone to his ear and heard Bald Jiang's voice: "Jinshan, did the fat man let you out? Is everything going well?"

"Brother Jiang, instead of accepting the threat, the fat man beat me up. This fat man is very tough. I suggest you take off Xia Ziyan's clothes immediately, take some nude photos for the fat man, and then force him!"

Fan Jinshan gritted his teeth and said.

"Really?" Bald Jiang's tone suddenly turned cold, and he said: "Don't worry, I will avenge this revenge for you, but now another big shot is very interested in Xia Ziyan. You can't touch Xia Ziyan yet. You come back first

Bar."

"Who, who is it?" Fan Jinshan asked unwillingly.

"You'll know when you get back that Fatty's debt won't just be settled like this!" Bald Jiang said.

"Okay." Fan Jinshan looked a little frustrated. At this moment, Fan Jinshan suddenly saw the fat man rushing out of the police station. Fan Jinshan immediately felt a sense of fear in his heart. Could it be that the fat man regretted it and now wanted to kill himself?

Catch it back?

But after watching the fat man jump into the black Rolls-Royce sports car, Fan Jinshan felt relieved.

The Rolls-Royce sports car made the sound of screeching tires and the ground, and soared out of the police station gate like an arrow off the string.

Seeing the fat man leaving in such a hurry, Fan Jinshan couldn't help but wonder, what kind of plane did the fat man take?

"Brother Jiang, the fat man suddenly left the police station in a hurry. He didn't know what he wanted to do. Could it be that you have already taken measures?" Fan Jinshan asked.

"Ignore Fatty for now. Come back first."

"All right!"

The fat man drove a Rolls-Royce at a speed of one hundred and fifty kilometers an hour. The sports car shuttled flexibly in the traffic, which naturally attracted a burst of curses. The fat man's speeding behavior also attracted the attention of the traffic police, but after a while

Seeing that this car was a Rolls-Royce sports car, and it didn't have a license plate, the traffic police immediately knew whose car it was, and pretended not to see it, let alone stopped the car. People who are under the care of the National Security Bureau, they

You can't afford to mess with this little traffic policeman!

Within a few minutes, the Rolls-Royce drove through the hospital gate. With a beautiful flick, the car stopped steadily. Many people's eyes were immediately attracted. This car is really cool.

.

The fat man jumped out of the car and ran towards the rescue place. The fat man looked very anxious. King, please don't die. You must hold on!

However, things went against expectations. There were many people surrounding the rescue room, including many celebrities. It was obvious that Aking's social life was still very broad.

As soon as the fat man ran to the door of the emergency room, several doctors inside came out with sad expressions and said, "I'm sorry, we have tried our best!"

This sentence is a commonly used line by doctors, and it also means the end of a life.

As soon as the doctor said the words, the people surrounding the door of the emergency room became excited. There was even a gray-haired old lady who quickly knelt down to the doctor: "Doctor, please save my son."

,Save my son!"

"I'm sorry, we really tried our best!" The doctor's expression was very blank, obviously he was used to this kind of scene.

The fat man's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't help but recall the first time he met King. King pinched his skin and called himself chubby. The fat man didn't believe it. King died just like that.

?Moreover, he died because of Xia Ziyan!

It can also be said that he was the murderer who indirectly killed him. Suddenly, Fatty didn't find Ah King annoying at all, but had an inexplicable liking for him. Perhaps this was because he was shot to protect Xia Ziyan.

Well, but at least Fatty no longer hates him. If he can survive, maybe Fatty will get along well with him.

The fat man strode to the door of the emergency room and was about to go in. A doctor suddenly stopped the fat man and glared at him and said, "What are you doing? What do you want to do?"

"Humph!" The fat man pushed the doctor away, kicked away the people in the emergency room, and strode in.

"You, you, you..." The doctor suddenly felt humiliated and quickly called the security guard.

In the rescue room, Aking was lying on the rescue bed covered in blood, with tubes densely inserted into his body. On the electrocardiograph next to him, his heart rate was already in a straight line, and there was no sign of life.

A nurse was about to remove the blood transfusion tube from King's hand. The fat man felt King's pulse and there was still a weak reaction. The fat man couldn't help but said angrily: "Stop!"

The fat man's voice startled the nurse, who quickly retracted her hand as if being burned by fire. The nurses who were about to stop the emergency equipment also stopped.

"Damn it, stop rescuing people before they're dead, you're a bunch of quacks!" the fat man yelled.

"Uh..." Everyone in the emergency room was stunned. There was no sign of life on the electrocardiograph. How could the fat man say that the person was not dead?

"Hey, that fat man, what did you do in here? Get out quickly!" The two security guards called by the doctor who was pushed away by the fat man shouted at the fat man.

Seeing that the two security guards were about to pull the fat man out, the fat man slapped him over twice, and then said to the nurse: "Quickly, give me the sterile gloves and scalpel! You idiots, don't move at all.

I'll do the surgery!"

Although Fatty is a killer, precisely because he is a killer, he is more proficient in the structure of the human body than a professional doctor. A killer who is proficient in the structure of the human body can use a variety of things as killing tools, even the most ordinary people.

Inconspicuous leaves, in the hands of killers, can also become murderous weapons. When a person's heart stops beating within three to five minutes, if acupressure is used, there is still a few percent chance of resuscitating the heart.

As the top killer of the pyramid, Fatty is also a first-class doctor.

The nurse was so frightened by the fat man's appearance that she did not dare to move. She turned to look at the dean Luo Yangguo beside her. Luo Yangguo did not expect that the fat man would suddenly break in and beat up the security guard. But now that the fat man was watching

It seemed that he wanted to treat this man whose heart had stopped beating as a living horse.

"Give him the sterile gloves and scalpel!" Luo Yangguo immediately said to the nurse in a commanding tone.

When the nurse heard this, she naturally handed the sterile gloves and scalpel to the fat man.

The two security guards who got up from the ground took out the batons from their waists and wanted to deal with the fat man, but Luo Yangguo yelled at him: "You two, get out quickly!"

Seeing Luo Yangguo speak, the two security guards looked at each other and had no choice but to retreat in frustration.

The fat man put on sterile gloves and a mask, took a scalpel, and cut accurately towards King's left chest where his heart was, and peeled out King's heart. His technique was quite skillful and sophisticated.

Experts can tell if there is anything wrong as soon as they make a move. Luo Yangguo has a sharp eye and can see the unusualness of Fatty's knife skills at a glance. Luo Yangguo can't help but wonder, could this Fatty be an expert in surgery?

However, this was obviously not the time to ask questions. After the fat man cut King's skin open, he inserted his thumb along the cut wound and began to sit and press regularly.

Luo Yangguo couldn't help being shocked again. The fat man's compression and cardioresuscitation technique was simply perfect. The intensity was controlled very accurately, and the time between each stroke was exactly the same...

When other doctors and nurses in the emergency room saw this, they all held their breath and did not even dare to take a breath. Obviously, they had never seen such a superb and skillful way of saving lives.

Time passed by second by second, but the instrument next to it did not move at all, it was still a straight line.

Although this compression technique looks simple on the surface, it actually requires very high coordination ability in all aspects of the body. The fat man’s forehead was already covered with sweat after less than a minute of compression. A young nurse quickly and carefully wiped the fat man’s body.

Prevent sweat from dripping on the wound.

It seems that centuries have passed, and there is still no movement on the instrument. Everyone has lost confidence. It has been so long, no matter how superb the pressing and fingering techniques are, the person is dead.

However, just when everyone thought that Ah King was bound to die, there was a sudden "beep" sound from the side next to him, and the straight line jumped slightly. For a moment, everyone's faces were full of shock, Ah King

King's heart actually started to move.
Chapter completed!