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Zhang Ling was bandaged by Lin Yu and was still scared when she looked at the guys who were tied up.

She was in a state of peace at this time and felt a little helpless, and wanted to find someone to tell her about her.

She took out her cell phone and called Li Rong.

“Hey, who?”

"Mom, I." Zhang Ling opened her mouth and said.

"Xiaoling, wait, I'm a little busy here, I'll call you back later." Li Rong said.

"No need, you can be busy!" Zhang Ling said, then hung up the phone, looking a little disappointed.

After all, it is a little girl. After being excited, she is afraid. Especially after the gunshot, the excitement has long disappeared, leaving only a wave of fear. Especially Zhao Xin, if Zhang Ling did not block this shot, what would she do?

Will hit Zhang Ling in the shoulder? Will she hit her head? Will she die?

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, his mind was not completely independent. When encountering such a thing, the first thing he found was his parents. Zhang Ling was like this, and the rest were the same for others. However, Zhang Ling had no chance to tell the matter, and after the others told the truth, his parents arrived as quickly as possible.

Xu Zhonghai, director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, personally brought people to him.

Xu Zhonghai and Zhao Xin's father Zhao Xincheng were familiar with each other. Of course, as a famous entrepreneur in Bashu, Zhao Xincheng naturally knew only one city public security director, and the leaders of the provincial party committee knew a lot.

Zhao Xin called Xu Zhonghai. In addition to the corresponding positions, Xu Zhonghai's wife and Zhao Xin's mother were classmates and had a good relationship. The two families occasionally walked around.

Xu Zhonghai brought people to him, and everyone was undoubtedly shocked. Eight desperate pupils and guns were knocked over to the ground by six girls of fifteen or sixteen years old and tied up a strong one. Seeing the current cash, poison and drugs, this was definitely a big case. Such a big case was knocked out by a group of little girls, and the eight gangsters were captured alive.

Well, one person is probably in danger of his life. The other seven people were seriously injured. The reason why that person was so seriously injured was undoubtedly because he fired a gun.

Zhang Ling was shot, and she was very unjust. The unjust was not because she blocked Zhao Xin, but because she knocked everyone to the ground. She was sure to win, but she was shot at the end of the victory.

This can only be said that Zhang Ling and others lack experience. They thought that knocking those desperate puppets to the ground would be completely done, and their vigilance would be relaxed. This is undoubtedly a lesson.

Of course, this lesson is best not to use in the same things in the future.

It is enough to encounter this kind of thing once in a lifetime.

The eight people, seven were seriously injured, one was seriously injured and died, while Zhang Ling and six were injured. Among them, Zhang Ling was shot in the shoulder. The only thing that was fortunate was that it was not a vital point. The others were basically skin trauma.

However, everyone was directly sent to the hospital, and Zhang Ling and Zhang were asked to be hospitalized.

"Take it right away, no need to take anesthetics!" Zhang Ling said to the nurse who wanted to give her anesthetics.

The nurse looked at the doctor next to her, obviously unable to take care of her attention.

"It hurts if you don't take anesthetics." The doctor advised, "It won't affect you."

"No!" Zhang Ling shook her head and said. She was not looking for abuse, but she didn't need it at all. There is no difference between beating or not. Anesthetics are also medicines, and medicines are three parts poisonous.

"Then you bite this so that you won't bite your tongue in pain later." The doctor looked at Zhang Ling and said. Zhang Ling was just shot on the shoulder, not a vital point, and it was not difficult to get the bullet.

After the doctor finished speaking, he signaled the nurse to hold Zhang Ling down so that he would not get the bullet. Zhang Ling was in pain and increased the difficulty, which was not conducive to copying.

"No, just take it directly. I didn't think it was so fragile." Zhang Ling shook her head and said.

"You are indeed not fragile at all." The doctor shook his head and said, no longer talking nonsense.

Who dares to say that she is fragile if a person who knocks down six deadly people and dares to block bullets for his classmates? This little girl is not only not fragile in body, but also not fragile in spirit and will.

The doctor knew how painful it was without anesthesia, but the little girl didn't even say anything, and her body didn't move. Although this was not comparable to Guan Gong who scraped his bones and healed his wounds, it was really rare to fall on this little girl.

However, why does this little girl look familiar?

The operation is just a surgery. It was very successful and the bullet was easily removed. However, the doctor frowned.

"Doctor, how are my classmate?" Zhao Xin asked hurriedly.

"The bullet has been taken out. It didn't hurt the vital points, but she was bleeding much less than that of ordinary people, but don't worry that this is a good thing." The doctor said.

When Zhao Xin and others heard this, they felt much more at ease and walked into the ward. Zhao Xin's parents were also following them into the ward.

No matter what, Zhang Ling's shot was blocked for Zhao Xin. Just following it is enough to let them go in and thank Zhang Ling in person.

Although the girls were only slightly injured during this incident, they were scared when they heard that the parents were passing by and were very scared. Of course, they were also criticized and strictly required them not to go to such places again.

No matter how you teach your daughter a lesson, Zhang Ling, a girl, played an extremely important role in her daughter being safe and sound.

What's more, Zhang Ling's parents have not come yet, and as elders, they should take care of them.

"You just finished the surgery, why did you get out of bed?"

Zhao Xin and others entered the ward, but saw Zhang Ling not lying on the bed, but standing at the window and looking outside.

Zhang Ling's ward was created by Zhao Xin's father through hospital relations. There were many people and they all entered the ward, but it did not seem crowded.

"This is also considered surgery. It's okay to take out the bullet." Zhang Ling smiled and said.

"Your heart is so big." Zhao Xin's mother said.

"Uncle Zhao, can you tell me if I can talk to the hospital? I want to be discharged from the hospital." Zhang Ling looked at Zhao Xincheng and said.

"no!"

Zhao Xincheng naturally would not agree, but many people said the word "no".

"You have been injured for a hundred days. You have a gunshot wound. If you don't recover from the injury, how can you be discharged from the hospital? The police must have notified your parents and they should be here soon. They have to decide on this matter." Zhao Xincheng said.

"I'm afraid it may not be there soon!" Zhang Ling shook her head and smiled, and said, smiling a little reluctantly.

"Thank you, no. I'm fine."

Lin Yu stepped forward to help Zhang Ling onto the bed, but Zhang Ling refused.

"Your parents are not here," Zhao Xincheng frowned and said.

"They are busy!" Zhang Ling said lightly.

"No matter how busy you are, you can't do this!" Zhao Xin's mother said.

How big is parents who have such experience? Is their daughter still busy with her being shot and hospitalized?
Chapter completed!