Seeing Chu Qing's head slightly tilted to one side, his soft neck was not angry at all, his eyes half open and closed, as if he had seen something, but there seemed to be no spirit flowing inside.

It is so quiet, spotless, and there is no trace of dirty or vulgarity.

Leng Kuang looked at her face, stared at the blood in his hands, his mind blank.

I only feel that my heart is like a flower blooming on pure white Thai silk, and my soul flies away in an instant.

After a roar, he didn't move at all.

I dare not confirm my suspicion.

He could only shake his head in disbelief, his body trembled slightly, like fallen leaves floating in the cold winter.

"You let me get it first, let me save her." When Chen Jin's voice sounded, Leng Kuang felt that he was from the outer sky.

What aliens represent seems to be resurrecting the dead.

Leng Kuang then discovered Chen Jin's existence.

But he is a brain expert, but can he do it for smelting guns?

It is the only way to treat a dead horse as a living horse.

Chen Jin asked Leng Kuang to let Chu Qing relax. He first detected Chu Qing's breathing, then checked her pupils, and measured her blood pressure.

Leng Kuang kept watching from the side, holding Chu Qing's hand tightly.

Chu Qing's hands were very cold, as if there was no temperature.

At this moment, Chen Jin raised his head and smiled at the dazed cold and crazy saying, "Don't worry, she is still alive."

At that moment, Leng Kuang felt as if he had been reborn.

But Chen Jin's next sentence made Leng Kuang nervous again.

"She has four bullets on her body, one of which hurts her lungs, so her limbs are wet and cold, her blood pressure drops, and her breath is weak. You must be quick, and you must find the hospital to perform surgery on him immediately, otherwise..."

Leng Kuang immediately ordered: "Search for the nearest hospital and land..."

"Yes!" When the pilot replied loudly, he had already started searching with navigation.

In less than a minute, he told Leng Kuang: "It will take half an hour to arrive at the nearest hospital."

"After half an hour, she was dead," Chen Jin immediately said anxiously, and then asked Leng Kuang: "Do you have complete surgical medical tools on the plane? If so, I can do surgery for her now!"

Before Leng Kuang could ask Zhan Long, Zhan Long nodded immediately: "Yes, yes!"

Chen Jin nodded excitedly and asked someone to build a temporary operating table. When the pilot landed the plane smoothly, he began the operation.

And Leng Kuang is his assistant.

Before starting, he asked Leng Kuang: "Does the patient's name, age, and any medical history?"

These are all things doctors must know before surgery.

But Leng Kuang was stopped.

He was silent for a moment before whispering: "Chu Qing, who is about 23.. or 24 years old, or 25 years old, I don't know the specific details, my medical history, and I don't know."

Chen Jin frowned. Judging from the relationship between the two, it seemed like a couple.

From her injuries just now, he could see that this man should love her very much.

But how could he know nothing about her?

I don’t know how old I am?!

He looked up, glanced at Leng Kuang, and asked again, "Do you know, does she have any medication allergy?"

Leng Kuang pursed his lips: "No...I don't know."

Yes, he didn't know. He loved her, but never really understood her.

Or, there is no real thing to care about her.
Chapter completed!