West District Hospital, in front of the door.

There were traffic and all of them were media reporters. If the hospital’s security guards were not responsible for their duties, they would probably have become the press conference site.

But it’s not their fault. The popular kung fu star Hong Ye was shot five times. Which media would be absent from such explosive news?

When Zheng Qiang arrived, he was shocked by the crowd inside and outside.

"It's Zheng Sir, Zheng Sir is here." A sharp-eyed reporter saw Zheng Qiang get out of the car and rushed towards the tide. Then countless microphones appeared at Zheng Qiang's mouth.

"Hello, Zheng Sir, I'm XX Daily. What do you think about the shooting of Hong Ye?"

"Zheng Sir, are you responsible for this case? Is there any insider information?"

"Some people say that Hong Ye violated the rules set by some people in the circle, so he was shot and killed. Zheng Sir, have you heard of such rumors?"

...

"According to our knowledge, some people regard real guns as fake guns when filming, so Hong Ye was shot. Isn't it true?"

These reporters said one by one, and if they hadn't known the truth, Zheng Qiang would have believed what they said, and he hated these reporters who were afraid of chaos in the world, so he said: "I have no way to inform Hong Ye's shooting! The relevant police departments will promptly report the relevant situation. Thank you. Now please let me get the card and I want to go in and visit the patients."

After spending all his efforts, Zheng Qiang finally squeezed in. He saw that Long Wei, Fatty Wang, Chen Haonan and others had already arrived and were standing in the corridor.

Zheng Qiang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with emotion: "The Hong Kong media is really crazy!"

Fatty Wang heard this and said, "Zheng Sir, you are nothing. What is the problem that the reporters asked Long Wei just now called making things difficult?"

Fatty Wang pinched his throat and said, "Mr. Long Wei, it is said that you are the mastermind behind Hong Ye's shooting. Because Hong Ye's acting skills exploded in the latest released film police story, there is a tendency to become a big brother in the film industry, so you bribe the gunman and secretly attack Hong Ye..."

Zheng Qiang was stunned. When he saw Long Wei's wry smile, he immediately understood that what Fatty Wang said was not false.

Chen Haonan, who was standing next to him, hesitated for a moment and wanted to go forward to speak, but when he saw Long Wei pulling Zheng Qiang away, he stopped.

...

Under Long Wei's introduction, Zheng Qiang met Hong Ye's master, the King of Weapons, Jiang Dawei. At this time, the King of Weapons was sitting on the bench in the hospital, his face very tired.

Jiang Dawei also recognized Zheng Qiang, stood up and shook Zheng Qiang for a moment, and forced a smile and said, "Hello Zheng Sir, thank you for coming to see A Ye!"

Although the two of them were about to part with their hands, Zheng Qiang still felt a thick layer of calluses on Jiang Dawei's tiger's mouth, which was as solid as a rock. The King of Weapons was indeed well-known.

"Master Jiang, A Ye and I are good friends, so don't be so polite." After Zheng Qiang finished speaking, he found that Jiang Dawei's expression was a little wrong, so he hurriedly comforted him: "Master Jiang, A Yefu has a great fortune and should be fine."

"Oh! Zheng Sir, you don't know anything. Lao He has told me all about the incident. The reason why Aye was in trouble was all his own fault. If it weren't for him... it would be better not to say it, or not to say it!" Jiang Dawei shook his head and sighed.

Zheng Qiang knew the causes and consequences of Hong Ye being shot on the way. He could understand Jiang Dawei's mood. To put it bluntly, it was all caused by the face and blood. But if a martial arts practitioner does not have any blood, what is the use of learning kung fu?

While the two were talking, the door of the rescue room opened.

Vice President Feng and Dr. Liu Wen, who were in charge of the surgery, walked out side by side... the assistant dean walked out side by side.

Jiang Dawei rushed forward and asked with hope: "Doctor, how about Aye?"

Vice President Feng looked at Liu Wen, then shook his head heavily and said, "We have tried our best..."

As soon as he said this, Jiang Dawei, the old and strong king of weapons, staggered and almost fell to the ground. He forced himself to stabilize his body and asked in a trembling voice: "Doctor, is Aye really helpless?"

Zheng Qiang, Long Wei and others can understand why Jiang Dawei is like this. Hong Ye is an orphan. Jiang Dawei raised him into a human, and not only that, he also taught him all his skills.

Jiang Dawei is not so close to his two sons, but he only values ​​Hong Ye very much because Hong Ye is very talented in martial arts practice and is also very filial. He is the disciple who likes Jiang Dawei, a martial arts practitioner.

Moreover, once Hong Ye died, at Jiang Dawei's age, there was no time to train his disciples.

Especially Jiang Dawei is already middle-aged, and his age is getting older and his strength is weakening. If he had no apprentice who blocked his sword in his later years, he would be very miserable!

It is difficult for others to have a personal experience of such things!

There are countless boxers in history who have no disciples to stop the matter and are bullied by enemies in their later years. Where can I say miserable?

"No, Mr. Jiang, listen to me finish my words." Seeing Jiang Dawei's reaction, Vice President Feng hurriedly said: "I mean, we have tried our best, but we can't take out the five bullets on Mr. Hong Ye!"

Zheng Qiang, Jiang Dawei and others instantly understood what Vice President Feng meant. If someone died, what's the use of not taking out bullets?

Therefore, Jiang Dawei felt nervous and asked, "What do you mean is Aye...he is not in danger of his life?"

"Mr. Jiang, although Mr. Hong was shot five times, he avoided the vital points, so it was not fatal. In addition, he was sent to the hospital in time, so he was not in danger of his life, but fell into a coma."

"However, those five bullets were already connected to his bloodline, and it can be said that they were engraved in his bones. We could not take them out at all, unless all the bones at the location where Mr. Hong was shot were smashed." Liu Wen explained.

"Then it's broken! Why are you hesitating?" said Fatty Wang: "Hong Ye has some money, so you don't have to worry about medical expenses."

Vice President Feng smiled bitterly when he heard this, "You may not know that the reason why you can't break the bones is because although Mr. Hong avoided the vital points, five guns surrounded his heart. What if something goes wrong in the diagnosis and treatment..."

"If you don't take the bullet, Mr. Hong can still live like a normal person. It will be no problem to live to be 180 years old, but if you take the risk of getting the bullet, we cannot guarantee the consequences." Liu Wen took the conversation and continued to explain.

The heart and the brain are known as two major problems in the medical field. Who dares to take this risk?

Although Hong Ye lost his skill, Jiang Dawei's face looked much better. After all, he was an apprentice who had been with him day and night. When he heard that his life was saved, Jiang Dawei was still very happy. "It's okay, it's okay, as long as people live!"
Chapter completed!