“Sui Qiang!”
“Brother Qiang!”
The crowd let out a gasp!
The passing locals were even more stunned, standing still, unable to move.
In their understanding, such things aren’t supposed to happen in China.
But after the gunshot, an unlicensed GL8 sped away into the distance.
“Damn, I’m going after them,” Zhang Chaoyue cursed vehemently.
“Can’t catch up, let’s save him first!”
Lin Yi held Sui Qiang and placed him in the car.
Zhang Chaoyue took charge of driving, flooring the accelerator toward the hospital.
“Brother Qiang, hold on, we’ll be there soon.”
Luo Qi took off his clothes and pressed them on the wound to help stop Sui Qiang’s bleeding.
“Luo Qi, call the relevant departments, close all exits, leave one, and search the city for the blue GL8.”
Lin Yi’s voice was astonishingly calm, yet filled with menace.
“Yes!”
“Call the leaders in the health department, have them prepare people for the hospital to receive.”
“Yes!”
Sui Qiang lay in Luo Qi’s arms as Lin Yi held his hand to prevent him from passing out.
“Don’t be afraid, I’m here, there won’t be any danger to your life.”
“I… I’m okay…” Sui Qiang said, enduring the pain:
“I… I feel like I’m not dying yet…”
“Don’t think too much, don’t close your eyes.”
Lin Yi nodded, saying no more.
His face was calm but constantly urged Zhang Chaoyue to drive faster.
However, at this speed, it’s not possible to go any faster.
Ten minutes later, Zhang Chaoyue drove the car to the hospital and stopped at the emergency entrance.
At the same time, dozens of doctors and nurses stood at the emergency entrance, each tense.
Upon receiving orders from their superiors, they understood that the incoming casualty had an extremely special identity, and not a single mistake could be made, or else their careers would be over!
After getting out of the car, Lin Yi carried Sui Qiang and rushed to the emergency room.
“Hello…”
“Are the treatment room and operating room ready?”
Lin Yi ignored the approaching director and spoke straightforwardly.
“Re…ready.”
“Prepare two more sets of surgical gowns, I will perform the surgery myself, you won’t be needed.”
“Okay, I’ll prepare them right away.”
After sending Sui Qiang to the treatment room, Lin Yi and Luo Qi began the pre-surgery procedures.
Time ticked by, and in less than twenty minutes, Lin Yi and Luo Qi pushed Sui Qiang out, ready to transfer to the operating room.
“Boss…” Zhang Chaoyue and Zhao Yunhu stepped forward.
“No one’s going to die, just wait.”
Upon hearing this reply, the two heaved a sigh of relief, and their anxious hearts settled.
Outside the operating room, not only were Zhang Chaoyue and Zhao Yunhu waiting, but hospital leaders were also quietly discussing.
“Director Ma, who are these people? This is just too scary.”
“The leaders above didn’t say, just told us these people are special, to spare no effort in treating them,” said the director:
“But I didn’t expect them to perform the surgery themselves.”
“I’m puzzled too, it’s unheard of to do the surgery oneself,” said the cardiothoracic surgeon.
“China has many talented people we ordinary folk can’t imagine.”
During the conversation, the director glanced at Zhang Chaoyue and Zhao Yunhu, saying:
“Besides, just now, provincial leaders also called, saying to give full treatment, not an ordinary person would receive such treatment.”
“Terrifying,” said the cardiothoracic surgeon:
“Looking at them, they seem to be around thirty, daring to perform such surgery right away, it’s impressive. At their age, I hadn’t graduated with my MD yet.”