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"Zhihan."

A worried and helpless voice sounded behind Zhuo Xiangyu, and then a woman in a light blue professional suit with a strong sense of urban beauty appeared in front of Fang Zhihan.

Seeing the woman, Fang Zhihan immediately screamed in shock, as if she was stimulated, and did not hesitate to torture Xu Yueqing, and immediately turned her gun on the woman, "Fang Zhilan, what are you doing here? I don't want you Fake good intentions, you go, go back to Hong Kong, I don't want to see you, disappear in front of me immediately, or I will shoot you dead."

Fang Zhilan acted as if she hadn't heard her threat at all, the faint smile never disappeared, she shook her head firmly at her.

"Zhihan, you won't!"

A light and flirtatious sentence immediately defeated all of Fang Zhihan's psychological defenses, and caused her nerves to collapse several times. The hysterical crying almost pierced the eardrums of everyone present. Fang Zhilan's face was slightly moved, but she was still firm. Smiling and looking at his sister.

Fang Zhihan's out-of-control state allowed the sniper hidden in the dark to find a breakthrough, and a bullet quickly hit Fang Zhihan's wrist. The pain caused her to throw away the gun she was holding tightly in her hand, and kept staring at her all the time. The police officers who moved immediately rushed forward and slammed her down to the ground.

Zhuo Xiangyu didn't care about other things, and immediately ran to Xu Yueqing's side, stretched out his hand and hugged her in his arms, smelling the familiar smell, Xu Yueqing's body trembled almost imperceptibly, although the amplitude was small, but it was still felt by Zhuo Yueqing. Xiangyu caught it carefully, and unconsciously tightened his hands, Xu Yueqing passed out with peace of mind.

Before her consciousness became blurred, she heard his terrified roar, and the corners of her mouth wanted to open the arc of a smile, but the tingling pain on her face made her lose consciousness before she could smile.

Fang Zhihan, who was jointly suppressed by several police officers, stared fixedly at that side and stood still, without any smile on her face, looking at her Fang Zhilan pityingly, the hatred in her eyes was undisguised.

Passing by her, Fang Zhihan heard her voice clearly.

"Zhihan, I'm sorry, but I can't let you be so willful."

Fang Zhihan turned her face away fiercely, as if she didn't want to see Fang Zhilan appear in front of her again as she said.

After everyone had left, Fang Zhilan let her body slide and sit on the ground as if she had exhausted all her strength, completely lacking the usual elegance of Miss Fang's. The low sobs echoed in the underground parking lot, as if Even the air was stained with sadness.

In the hospital, Zhuo Xiangyu stood nervously outside the door of the emergency room, praying silently in his heart, hoping that Xu Yueqing would be fine.

Zhuo Nianqi sat on the bench by the door with a calm face. Compared with Zhuo Xiangyu's restlessness, he behaved more like an adult, but no one knew that he was actually very anxious.

"Daddy, don't walk around anymore. It dazzles my eyes. Mommy will be fine. You see, I'm still alive after being abused by that crazy woman, Fang Zhihan!"

Zhuo Xiangyu, who was poked by his son, had a slightly embarrassed expression on his face. As long as it involved Xu Yueqing's matter, it didn't matter how big or small, his expression would never be as calm as in the shopping mall.

Finally, when the color of the LED in the emergency room changed, Zhuo Xiangyu, who had been sitting for less than 5 minutes, immediately stood up and blocked the doctor who came out from the door.

"Doctor, how is my wife? Will her life be in danger?"

Hearing this, the doctor who had just taken off his mask stopped immediately, then looked at Zhuo Xiangyu suspiciously, and frowned, as if he was very dissatisfied with Zhuo Xiangyu's questioning.

"The patient is fine. The bullet in his leg has been taken out and his face has been treated. He can be discharged after staying in the hospital for observation for a few days!"

Zhuo Xiangyu was suddenly dumbfounded. It turned out that apart from the shot in the leg and the wound on the face, there was no fatal wound at all. No wonder the doctor looked at him with that angry expression.

Zhuo Xiangyu frowned, always feeling that there was something wrong, and suddenly touched the little blood stains on his white shirt, and was about to ask something, but was interrupted by the sound of the emergency room door opening from inside.

It wasn't Xu Yueqing who came out, but a nurse wearing a blue anti-bacterial suit. Seeing her hurrying footsteps, Zhuo Xiangyu's brows instantly became wrinkled again.

"How is this going?"

Zhuo Xiangyu didn't have a chance to ask the nurse who had run away long ago, so he could only throw the question to the doctor who treated Xu Yueqing's injuries.

The young doctor turned his head and glanced back to the LED light with the words "First Aid" again, and sighed with a regretful expression, "It was the man who was sent here with Mrs. Zhuo. He was shot in the left lung and missed the last one." Good treatment opportunity, excessive blood loss is still being rescued.”

Zhuo Xiangyu's expression became ugly in an instant. Fang Zhihan held a gun in his hand. When he led someone to rescue him, Xu Yueqing sat blankly beside Wan Zigui, and Wan Zigui fell on the ground covered in blood. On the ground, anyone with a discerning eye can see why Wan Zigui was shot.

"Can it be saved?"

Zhuo Xiangyu only felt that the corners of his mouth were a little sour, and his throat was so dry that he wanted to say something but couldn't say it. He almost asked several times in his heart, and only this one really made a sound and said it out.

Although the doctor did not participate in the treatment of Wan Zigui, one was inside the operating room and the other was outside. He knew a little bit about the treatment situation. Thinking of the several times of emergency treatment in the operating room, the doctor just wanted to shake his head and sigh. .

"It is estimated to be difficult... To be honest, the patient's treatment in the operating room is not very good, because the lung is injured, so this operation will be very difficult. The patient fell into a deep coma, and it is very likely He is brain dead, even if he comes out, the person waiting for him is very likely to be a vegetable, it is hard to say, it can only depend on luck."

The doctor's words made Zhuo Xiangyu, who was already ugly, look even more condensed, frowning, thinking about what is the best.

Zhuo Xiangyu was sitting beside Xu Yueqing's hospital bed, looking at Xu Yueqing's calm face but absent-minded at all, and the doctor's words about Wan Zigui's operation kept appearing in his mind.

When Fang Zhilan came to the hospital to visit Xu Yueqing's injuries, as soon as she entered the ward, she saw his worried expression.

"How is Qingqing's injury?"

Hearing Fang Zhilan's voice, Zhuo Xiangyu wiped off all the redundant emotions on his face the moment he looked up at her, and put on a relaxed smile, "The doctor said it's nothing serious, and it will be fine after two days of observation in the hospital." out of the hospital."

Fang Zhilan's heart relaxed slightly because of Zhuo Xiangyu's words, but there was still a faint uneasiness in her heart that did not dissipate. Xu Yueqing was fine, so... what about Wan Zigui?
Fang Zhilan hadn't figured out what position she should take to care about Wan Zigui, and she blurted out the words without thinking about them. Zhuo Xiangyu's eyes suddenly sank, but she didn't say anything.

Zhuo Nianqi saw through Fang Zhilan's small thoughts the moment she mentioned Wan Zigui, and immediately took her hand and walked out.

"Sister Zhilan, if you care about him, I'll accompany you to the operating room and wait, and just leave Dad alone here until Mommy wakes up."

Fang Zhilan was a little embarrassed to be dragged by Zhuo Nianqi, but when Zhuo Nianqi said that Wan Zigui was being rescued in the operating room, all she could think about was how his injury was.

"Is he seriously injured?"

The tentative question made Zhuo Nianqi unable to help but sigh, how could he tell that Wan Zigui was shot in the lung to save his mother, and his life and death are still uncertain, and it was her who shot the gun younger sister.

Seeing that anxiety and worry clearly appeared on Fang Zhilan's face, Zhuo Nianqi's expression changed, and then he changed into a youthful and innocent look, and looked at Fang Zhilan with a cute expression on his face.

"I'm not too sure about the specific situation, but I think he will survive, Sister Zhilan, are you right?"

Although Fang Zhilan was worried about Wan Zigui's situation, she still couldn't help thinking what Zhuo Nianqi said in her heart. Sitting at the door of the operating room, she felt uneasy, for fear that what the doctor would announce would be an unacceptable result for her.

Eight hours after Wan Zigui was sent to the hospital, Wan Zigui's rescue operation was finally over, and Fang Zhilan, who was almost numb sitting outside the operating room, also stood up in an instant, calming down the worry on her face, Elegantly asked the doctor who came out about Wan Zigui's situation.

After eight hours of uninterrupted surgery, two first aid cases where Wan Zigui's heartbeat almost stopped and three times when his breathing was weak and close to suffocation, the chief surgeon's mental state was on the verge of a barrier, and even his steps were a little vain, but Facing Fang Zhilan's eyes, there was imperceptible worry, but her face was strong, and she chose to explain Wan Zigui's situation.

"The gunshot wound was on his lungs. After several surgeries, we can only temporarily drag him back from hell. But the specific situation depends on the recovery of the patient in the intensive care unit."

Fang Zhilan also noticed that the chief surgeon was exhausted, so she didn't ask him to ask any more questions. After thanking Wan Zigui politely, she turned around and went to Xu Yueqing's ward, intending to pass the news on to Xu Yueqing's ward. Tell Xu Yueqing.

Although Xu Yueqing woke up, she was injured and her body was still very weak. Fang Zhilan looked at Xu Yueqing who smiled without any grievances and turned to comfort her, a burst of guilt suddenly surged in her heart, but the word "sorry" still stuck. Can't say it in the throat.

Xu Yueqing clearly knew Fang Zhilan's self-blame, but she also understood that Fang Zhihan's matter should not involve her. Afraid of her embarrassment, she heard that she had been waiting at the door of Wan Zigui's operating room until his operation was over, so she asked Wan Zigui's injury.