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"Baby, why did it take you so long to answer the phone? Nothing happened?" Zhang Tianming had just found the medicine when he sensed that something might have happened to Zhang Yiyan. He made more than ten calls in a hurry. The more he didn't answer the phone, the more anxious he became. Fortunately, he finally answered. pass.

The voice came clearly. Yan Junge took a deep breath, took the phone, swallowed hard, and said dryly, "Mr. Zhang, it's me, Yan Junge. Yiyan is injured. We are going to the hospital." On the way."

"What are you talking about? How could the baby be injured? How is he? Let him answer the phone." Zhang Tianming's voice was trembling, and he even forgot to change his title.

Yan Junge shook Nervous Yiyan's hand and said, "Yiyan was injured because he was trying to save me. He is still unconscious."

"I'm sorry,,,"

Zhang Tianming squeezed the phone so hard that his knuckles turned white, "It was the baby's choice to save you, I don't blame you."

"I will arrive as soon as possible. During this period, please take good care of him. If anything happens, call me immediately."

",,,good,,,"

Zhang Tianming didn't listen anymore and hung up the phone. He took a few breaths, suppressed the panic in his heart, and told Zhang Tianyuan about the matter, "Brother, I can only rely on you to make the pills. I have to go back and keep my words." Word."

Zhang Tianyuan sighed, "Okay, I will rush there as soon as possible."

"Ah."

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The door of the operating room was closed and the operating light was turned on. Yan Junge looked at the words "operative" and slapped himself hard. Huang Yong took his hand to stop him and pulled him to a chair aside to sit down.

"Brother Yan, don't be like this, Zhang Ke will be fine."

Yan Junge was sitting on the bench in the corridor, his head lowered, suddenly losing his usual arrogance, his hands clenched into fists, trembling slightly from the exertion.

Finally finding his voice, "Huang Yong, that bullet was aimed at me, and he blocked it for me."

As he spoke, he took out the bloody bullet and stared at the flame pattern on it, "This one is the same."

He didn't even know how Zhang Yiyan took out the bullet and what price he paid, but nothing happened to him.

"He clearly warned me many times that there would be danger, but I still went to that warehouse, otherwise he would not be hurt."

Yan Junge was a little incoherent at the end. He hoped that he was the one who got hurt.

Seeing him in so much pain, Huang Yong felt sad. He sighed heavily and pretended to be relaxed, "Brother Yan, you have forgotten, how could a person like Zhang Ke fall down so easily? He will be fine."

"Believe in Zhang Ke and the doctor, everything will be fine."

Yan Junge nodded vigorously, "It will be fine."

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After more than an hour of surgery, the operating light finally went out, and Yan Junge and Huang Yong stepped forward immediately.

"Doctor, how is he?"

The doctor came out and took off his mask. "The bullet was taken out, but the patient lost too much blood and went into shock twice during the operation. The situation is not very optimistic. The patient will be sent to the intensive care unit first for close observation."

"Families need to be mentally prepared."

The two looked at each other, their hearts sank, and they nodded numbly.

Not long after, the man was pushed out, along with the instruments. Yan Junge stepped forward and grabbed his hand, taking a quick look at him. Such a weak look made his heart hurt.

The two of them helped push the cart and followed it to the door of the intensive care unit, "You can't come in."

After saying that, the door was closed heavily in front of the two of them. Huang Yong patted Yan Junge's shoulder. The two of them stood guard outside together. A doctor and a nurse passed by and gave some advice. Yan Junge remained unmoved. Looking outside.

The sound of messy footsteps came, and Zheng Enmin and Yan Junge's parents also rushed over, followed by the doctor.

Bai Fan anxiously checked Yan Junge's condition, "How are you, son? Are you okay?"

Yan Junge shook his head silently, his eyes always staring inside. Zheng Enmin glanced at Zhang Yiyan lying in the room through the glass door. His expression was very ugly. After the doctor briefly introduced the situation, Zheng Enmin nodded worriedly.

"What's going on? How could Yiyan be so seriously injured?"

Huang Yong briefly explained the matter, and Zheng Enmin gritted his teeth angrily, "Did you catch that Gao Kai?"

"Team Chen has sent people to arrest him."

Hearing that Zhang Yiyan was injured because he was trying to save Yan Junge, Bai Fan looked at each other solemnly, their expressions a little heavy, such a huge kindness.

They were both glad that their son was safe and grateful to Zhang Yiyan for saving his life.

Just listen to what the doctor said. Although it is euphemistic, the situation is really not good. What if...

Zheng Enmin looked at the somewhat depressed Yan Junge, sighed, stepped forward and patted his shoulder, "Xiao Yan, your face doesn't look too good either. Go and rest. There is a doctor here."

"If you fall ill, who will catch the person who hurt you?"

Yan Junge's eyes were looking inside for a moment. Zhang Yiyan lay quietly with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep. "Zheng Zheng, I want to wait here until Yiyan is out of danger. He will be lonely without anyone to accompany him." .”

Several people couldn't persuade them, and they all sighed heavily. Bai Fan immediately went to book a luxurious single room, and waited for Zhang Yiyan to move in later. He could also let his son go there to rest first, but Yan Junge couldn't move no matter what.

Huang Yong rolled his eyes and said, "Brother Yan, go wash up and change your clothes. Zhang Ke will definitely not like your dirty and smelly body."

Sure enough, Yan Junge's expression became a little loose and became tangled. He looked down at his clothes and smelled them again. They were a little dirty, but they didn't stink!

Bai Fan gave Huang Yong an approving look and struck while the iron was hot, "Yes, son, go quickly, someone who loves cleanliness so much will definitely not be able to stand you like this."

",,,," Yiyan really doesn't like dirty things.

"Okay!" Yan Junge finally gave in. Bai Fan was secretly happy and hurriedly took him to the ward. In addition to a separate toilet and shower room, there were also massage chairs, TVs, sofas and other supporting facilities.

Seriously, we have prepared a lot of changes of clothes, meals, fruits, and daily necessities.

While taking a shower, Yan Junge looked at the red rope that automatically wrapped around his wrist and stroked it gently. He felt so useless and was so embarrassed.

He gave this to himself because he must be afraid that he would be hurt a second time. After thinking about this, his eyes were a little moist, so he turned on the faucet and let the hot water wash away.

Pushing back tears, I quickly took a shower, changed my clothes, picked up the bullet, looked at it, and put it away again.

After leaving the bathroom, Bai Fan escorted him over to eat, but couldn't help but persuade him, "Son, he is in the intensive care unit now. There are doctors and nurses. It's useless for you to go there."

"Your dad has just contacted Director He and invited the most authoritative experts in the hospital. The nurse is also the most senior. You have been more and more helpful."

Yan Junge ate the food, but he didn't know how to taste it. He shook his head, "Mom, if it hadn't been for you, I might not have even had the chance to lie there."

"If I don't look at him, I feel panicked."

Bai Fan and Zheng looked at each other and sighed silently, "You protect your parents and don't stop you, but your body can't bear it. Your parents work in shifts with you, so you should rest first. If you fall ill, you can't find Yiyan when you wake up. What will you do?"

Nodding seriously, "Junge, you still have to catch the bad guys, otherwise who will avenge Yiyan."

"Yes, son, you have to cheer up, you can't live up to his kindness." Bai Fan sat down next to him, speaking seriously.

There was silence in the ward for a long time before Yan Junge finally spoke up, "Mom and Dad, don't worry, I'm sensible."

"For a word, I won't get sick."

He patted his wife's hand seriously and said, "My son has an idea. Don't worry about it. We will just do the logistics."

Bai Fan nodded, but his son's words just sounded a bit awkward.