Sister, you miss me

The second impact caused the ambulance to roll over, but the earth-moving vehicle did not slow down at all, pushing the ambulance to slide on the ground.

For a time sparks splashed all over, crying loudly.

The SWAT vehicle finally returned. The SWAT police driving saw the raging earthmoving vehicle. Apart from anything, the accelerator was trampled to death and hit the head of the earthmoving vehicle from the side.

At the same time, a rain of bullets spilled on the tires of the earth-moving truck.

With this violent impact and several tires bursting at the same time, the front of the earth-moving vehicle swung, and after it rolled over, the rear swept the SWAT car and the two vehicles slid on the ground for dozens of meters.

Fortunately, the ambulance was not on the way.

At this point, the dust settled.

For a moment, the road fell into a strange silence, as if everything had fallen silent.

Except for the wheels that turned on their own due to inertia, a piece of broken glass, and the shocking scratches on the ground, telling everything that just happened.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes observed for five minutes, but did not notice any movement, then quietly disappeared.

...

Zhao Baogang was holding a glass of red wine, standing in front of the large French windows, on the 66th floor, nearly 200 meters high, enough to overlook all living beings.

Looking down from here, you can see the night of the whole city, the bright street scene, the deep Longjiang, and the boiling blood.

At this time, the cell phone rang a text message alert, and he clicked it on and saw that there was only the word "get it". Zhao Baogang smiled faintly, opened the window, and poured a cup of red wine syrup out the window.

"Secretary He, go all the way well."

Zhao Bao had just a moment of grandeur and fierceness, as if he had already ascended the throne of the mayor, and became the master of all of what he saw in his eyes and what he had under his feet.

...

The location of the incident was only five kilometers away from the city hospital, but no one noticed it in the middle of the night.

Ten minutes have elapsed since a series of violent impacts, and the scene is still silent.

A crow seemed to smell the blood, flapping its wings, and landed on the body of the ambulance.

Several wild dogs wandered about.

Suddenly, a door flew out of thin air, starting the crow flying, and the wild dog whimpered and fled.

One blood-stained arm stretched out, and then the other, slowly, showing the upper body.

Yang Feng shook his dizzy head, his eyesight quickly adjusted to the night, and saw three cars lying down for a short period of time, in a terrible state.

The people in the ambulance were like overlapping arhats, all of them fainted, but after a general inspection by Yang Feng, they were all fine.

Undoubtedly, He Jianglong was the most serious. Yang Feng didn't care about anything else. He took He Jianglong on his back, tied it to his back with a bed sheet, and called the police while running towards the city hospital.

After two phone calls were made, the whole Longyang City was alarmed.

Yang Feng ran, his legs began to weaken and his feet became buoyant. He knew that this was due to physical exhaustion.

However, Uncle He waited to save his life, every minute was a hope of life, and every second could not be delayed.

Therefore, Yang Feng bit his lower lip, squeezed his energy, and then roared, speeding up and running forward.

A middle-aged man riding a mountain bike spotted Yang Feng, so the bike started to go hand in hand with him.

When I scanned the LCD screen on the frame and saw the speed of the car at a glance, I almost fell off the car.

The current speed has reached 30 kilometers per hour, but this young man is not behind in the slightest, not to mention that he is still carrying a person on his back.

How can the cyclist be convinced, adjust the transmission to the maximum ratio, with his butt hanging in the air, and his feet like stepping on a hot wheel, immersed in a rush.

He glanced at the stopwatch, the speed reached 45 kilometers, he nodded, thinking that you can't keep up now.

As a result, as soon as he turned his head, Yang Feng still kept pace with him.

"Ghost!" The rider turned his head without hesitation, and left in a panic.

Yang Feng breathed deeply and slowly, squeezing every muscle and every cell, his sweat seemed to have drained, and every part of his body was protesting.

"I can't give up, Uncle He, don't give up either, I will definitely be able to send you to the hospital, you must live!"

Yang Feng shouted again and continued to rush forward.

what--

Suddenly, Yang Feng felt a pain in his right foot, the kind of pain deep in his bone marrow. Yang Feng couldn't help but let out a painful cry, and saw his right foot stepping on a wooden board through the street lamp.

Yang Feng gritted his teeth and gasped, pulling out the plank with his hand, and the pain was almost faint.

Sure enough, there was an iron nail standing on it, which penetrated the back of his instep.

Yang Feng was trembling all over, taking a cold breath, almost unable to stand.

However, thinking of He Jianglong who was in a worse situation, Yang Feng let out a beast-like call, ignoring the treatment of the wound, and went on the road again.

Every step is painful to the heart, and wherever I set foot, there are flowers of shocking blood left behind.

Just when Yang Feng's vision was blurred, he saw the oncoming ambulance. He raised a hand, then took He Jianglong and slowly fell down.

...

Traffic police, criminal police, patrol, SWAT, and ambulance teams arrived at the scene of the accident.All kinds of vehicles and uniformed personnel were flooded in the meantime, and the scene was illuminated by lights as bright as day, crowded with people.

Seeing the tragic scene at the scene, Ye Fan, the deputy director of criminal investigation of the Longyang City Public Security Bureau, rushed into the crown and said bluntly: "This is a murder. It is a deliberate murder directed at Secretary He. The enemy is frenzied and wolfish. All units acted immediately, with the greatest ambition. Treat the wounded to the greatest extent, restore the scene to the greatest extent, look for all clues, and then find the murderer, and return me to Longyang City."

After that, Ye Fan began to deploy and distribute work.

After all the departments went their own way, Ye Fan hurried to the ambulance. When he saw Feng Yuxin and He Shaotang who were helped out by the medical staff, his heart was finally put back in his stomach.

Ye Fan stepped forward quickly: "Mother, how are you?"

Feng Yuxin threw over excitedly and grabbed Ye Fan's hand: "Xiao Fan, why is it gone, why is it gone!"

He Shaotang's tears couldn't help but hesitated: "Uncle Ye, where has my father gone?"

Ye Fan said, "Mother, Shaotang, don't worry, I'll let people find it immediately."

At this moment, Feng Yuxin's cell phone rang, and when he saw that it was Liu Yong, he was connected immediately.

"Dean Liu, why are you missing, what should I do?" Feng Yuxin cried directly.

Liu Yong said: "Yu Xin, Jiang Long has entered the operating room. It was sent by Yang Feng."

"Huh?" Feng Yuxin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt her heart wrapped in a warm current, tears in her eyes, "Really, great, great."

"You come to the hospital, Xiao Yang is in very bad condition, but he insists on staying beside Jiang Long."

Feng Yuxin kept nodding: "Dean Liu, I know, Shaotang and I will go over at once. I beg you, don't let any of them have problems. Let's go now."

Feng Yuxin received her mobile phone eagerly, took her son by the hand, and ran outside the security zone, saying, "Shaotang, it was Xiaofeng who rescued your father. They are all in the operating room now, Dean Liu said. Xiao Feng's situation is also very bad."

"Big Brother..."

"Shaotang, you should have been able to see that if it weren't for Xiaofeng, your father would have...Xiaofeng was consuming his own life."

"Mom, stop talking, I understand."

The two were also upset because of their anxiety. They tried to rush to the hospital with their feet. Ye Fan drove the Wrangler to a sudden stop and stopped beside them: "Mother, Shaotang, where are you going, I will see you."

The two got into the car without talking, Feng Yuxin pointed forward: "The hospital."

...

In the operating room of the city hospital, Liu Yong, because of his advanced age, could no longer come to the front line of surgery in person. However, he is a well-deserved consultant, the backbone of the operating room, Dinghai Shenzhen.

The chief surgeon is a middle-aged doctor with a resounding name called Su Qin, who is the pride of the Longyang Su family.He is also a sea turtle and has extensive clinical experience. It is said that one pair of hands is worth millions of dollars because he can perform the most perfect heart transplant in the world.

When Su Qin cut He Jianglong's blood jacket and everyone saw dozens of cuts through the knife, there was a burst of cold air in the operating room.

Su Qinnong frowned and muttered to himself: "How did he survive?"

This sentence almost expressed the aspirations of every medical staff present.

Indeed, this kind of injury has delayed such a long time, and there is absolutely no reason to survive.However, He Jianglong was clearly alive and his vital signs were still normal.

However, when Yang Feng released He Jianglong's wrist, He Jianglong immediately became precarious, and his life was hanging by a thread.

When he shook his grip again, the parameters quickly stabilized.

For a moment, everyone understood.

"Your name is Yang Feng, I know you." Su Qin shook his head and said, "It turns out that Secretary He's life has been maintained by you."

However, everyone is more confused.

Su Qin asked, "Xiao Yang, how did you do it?"

"I may not be able to hold it. Let's have the operation. Let's talk about other things."

Su Qin nodded: "Start the operation."

In the ambulance, Yang Feng's foot injury was treated, and this would receive a vaccination.

After three consecutive injections, Yang Feng said to Liu Yong who was next to him: "Dean Liu, bring me a box of oral glucose. I still need to replenish liquids, which is troublesome."

Liu Yong nodded: "I have arranged it and it will be delivered soon."

Liu Yong was right, and what Yang Feng needed was quickly delivered.

Yang Feng first took a whole box of glucose in one breath, then replenished fluid with his left hand, and put a bandage on his right foot and placed it on a high place.

This image is really indecent, but no one criticizes it.

With the supplement of fluids and the intake of calories and sugar, Yang Feng felt that his energy was regaining every minute, and the pain throughout his body became more obvious.

Then came the long surgical process.

At dawn, the operation was finally over.

Yang Feng found that although he was very exhausted this time, he felt a lot easier during the operation, unlike the previous few times that he had saved people and made himself alive.

In this way, is my cultivation level improved?

During the nearly six-hour operation, Yang Feng watched He Jianglong cut off one-fifth of his stomach, one-third of his liver, a small intestine and the entire appendix.

Seeing this scene, the organs that were already well felt uncomfortable and painful.

At the end of the moment, Yang Feng released his hand for the whole night, and then lay on the ground, too lazy to move a finger.