"It's really a coincidence..." Pan Yun's face squeezed a smile, but immediately afterwards, she let out a muffled groan in pain, "Uh..."

There were still military stings on her thighs. When she got into the car and ran for life, she could not help but collide. In a hurry, Pan Yun forgot to feel pain. At this moment, he came to the ground to be safe. This pain was so painful that it was so heartbroken.

Zhang Yu looked down and saw the military thorn inserted into Pan Yun's leg. The blood had dyed the jeans red. He immediately recognized it and said, "It's the triangular thorn! Let's go to the hospital quickly!"

After saying that, he was about to pedal.

"No!" Unexpectedly, Pan Yun stopped him loudly.

"Why? If you get a triangular thorn, it will be very dangerous if you don't get it out of the hospital!" Zhang Yu said anxiously.

The triangular thorn has a blood groove. As long as it is pulled out, blood will be sprayed immediately. If the bleeding cannot be stopped immediately, you will lose your life on the spot. Generally speaking, few people who have triangular thorns can save their lives. Fortunately, Pan Yun was just hit on his leg. As long as he was treated in time, there should be no life danger, but if it is improperly treated, it may also cause disability.

"I can't go to the hospital. If my mother knows, I can never be a policeman again! I know there is a surgical clinic, let's go there." Pan Yun said gritting his teeth.

My mother had originally opposed her being a detective, but she was injured this time. If my mother knew about it, she would have even more reason not to let her continue to be a detective.

"This is a triangular thorn. Can an ordinary small clinic do it?" Zhang Yu said worriedly.

"It's okay! Let's go quickly!" Pan Yun pointed to the front and said.

Seeing Pan Yun questioning this, Zhang Yu could only nod. He quickly pedaled the bike and carried Pan Yun to the surgical clinic she mentioned.

Usually surgical clinics treat injuries to some people in the world. Ordinary people just treat the bruises and injuries. The real trauma is not there. Because if it is a small skin trauma, there is no need to go to the doctor. If it is a serious injury, they will go to the big hospital. Unless it is those who are in trouble and cannot go to the regular hospital, they will go there.

As a policeman, Pan Yun naturally knew some surgical clinics. Under her guidance, they soon came to a clinic. The rolling shutter door of the clinic was closed, and Zhang Yu said: "His house is closed!"

"You go and smash the door, there are people inside!" Pan Yun said.

Zhang Yu stopped the car, came to the door and started to smash the door with a "bang bang". Sure enough, in a short while, an old man's voice sounded inside, "Who is it?"

"Uncle, someone is injured, please open the door quickly!" Zhang Yu shouted loudly.

The roller shutter door slowly opened, and an old man who could be sixty years old stood inside the door.

Zhang Yu pointed at Pan Yun and said, "She was stabbed, hurry up and heal her injuries."

However, the old man said, "Isn't this Officer Pan? What's wrong?"

"Let's talk about it when you go in!" Pan Yun said gritting his teeth.

As a criminal policeman, he had to deal with some surgical clinics, because some injured criminals dared not go to regular hospitals for treatment and had to be treated, so he could only find such a place.

Zhang Yu returned to Pan Yun and reached out to support her, trying to help her into the clinic. But after only one step, Pan Yun groaned in pain. Now her right leg could no longer move.

Seeing that Pan Yun was so painful that his head was covered in sweat, Zhang Yu said, "I'm sorry!"

After saying that, he bent down and picked up Pan Yun. The moment he picked him up, Pan Yun gritted his teeth in pain, and her face turned pale. Seeing Pan Yun's appearance, Zhang Yu couldn't help but secretly admire him. If it were an ordinary woman, she would probably have to scream now.

Pan Yun hooked Zhang Yu's neck with his left hand and Zhang Yu carried her into the clinic. Zhang Yu could clearly feel that Pan Yun's body was trembling, which shows how painful it was now.

The old man led the two into the medical room. Before, because there was no light, he didn't see Pan Yun's injury clearly. He thought it was an ordinary knife wound. Now the lighting in the medical room is bright, and he also saw that the knife inserted on Pan Yun's thigh was a triangular prick.

The old man shivered immediately and said nervously: "Pan, Officer Pan... This is a triangular thorn... I, I can't do it... You have to go to the big hospital... I can't see it..."

"I won't go to the hospital, it's yours!" Pan Yun said in a affirmative tone: "Just pull out the knife and bandage it to me!"

"No, no, no..." The old man dared not do as he did. His head was shaking like a rattle, and he said, "I really can't do it...it's easy to get disabled..."

"It's okay! I'll treat you if I ask you to treat it!" Pan Yun said in an orderly tone.

But the old man shivered and still shook his head. He really didn't dare. Pan Yun was a policeman. If he pulled out the triangular thorn for Pan Yun, he would probably be disabled. After all, the surgical clinic was limited in equipment and was far from comparable to a regular hospital. If he asked him to treat it, if Pan Yun was disabled, he would not be able to pay.

Seeing that the old man refused to agree, Pan Yun was so anxious that he shouted: "What are you afraid of? If something really happens, I will bear it myself!"

"Then I dare not..." the old man said carefully.

Zhang Yu could see that Pan Yun was not willing to go to the hospital, and the old doctor did not dare to treat Pan Yun's injuries.

He thought for a while and said, "Or let me do it."

"You?" the old man looked at Zhang Yu in surprise and said, "Young man, this is a triangular thorn, and it is not possible to go to the hospital. If you don't understand, you may be disabled after pulling it out."

Of course, Pan Yun would not believe Zhang Yu, but the old man refused and she couldn't go to the hospital, so she had to ask, "Can you do it?"

"I'm not 100% sure, but this knife cannot stay on your legs all the time. Master, get me some banana and some gauze." Zhang Yu said seriously.

"This..." the old man looked at Pan Yun.

Pan Yun hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and asked, "You said you are not 100% sure, how confident are you?"

"Eighty percent!" Zhang Yu said.

"Okay! Then I'll let you treat it. Anyway, you will get my life back. Uncle, do what he said." Pan Yun said solemnly.

"You believe him... you are still 80% sure..." The old man looked disbelief. Not to mention here, even if he goes to a large hospital, he would not dare to say that he is 80% sure that he will not leave any disability after pulling out the triangular thorns.

"I said I'll let him treat it. Why are you talking about it? Get the things quickly!" Pan Yun said loudly.

"Okay, okay..." Seeing that Pan Yun got angry, the old man did not dare to neglect and quickly brought what Zhang Yu wanted.

Zhang Yu only had Panax notoginseng and gauze, but the old man prepared more, including hemostasis, disinfection cotton balls, cotton, etc., and brought them all together.

Zhang Yu asked Pan Yun to lie down. Her jeans were covered with blood, so it was impossible to take them off now. Zhang Yu used scissors to cut a large piece along the edges of the thorns.

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