Chapter 297: I've only had sterilization surgery
Chapter 297 I have only had sterilization surgery
Jiang Junlin closed his eyes, regretting was of no use, the regret was already done.
He repeatedly told himself not to be fooled, it might be another trick, but he felt inexplicably restless, so he still got up to check on him.
Ji Xun is a very contradictory person. He laughs and curses casually, and no man has the pride of not crying easily.
But Jiang Junlin searched in his memories, and Ji Xun would only cry in front of him.
Either you cry and beat him up, or you cry and beat him!
What a bastard!
He lifted the quilt and stood up, came over impatiently and kicked Ji Xun who was on the low bed, "Get up, stop making noise!"
Ji Xun was still talking in his sleep, with tears streaming down his face. Jiang Junlin glanced at him and couldn't tell whether he was acting or really dreaming. Jiang Junlin slapped him in the face and said, "Get up!"
Ji Xun woke up suddenly, hugged Jiang Junlin, buried him in his waist and abdomen, and started crying. Through his shirt, Jiang Junlin could feel his frighteningly high body temperature.
When he touched Ji Xuan's forehead, the temperature was frighteningly high, "Do you have a high fever?"
No wonder he slept so deeply!
Jiang Junlin found the ear thermometer and was shocked when he measured it. It was almost 40 degrees. If it continued to burn, he might become a fool, but Ji Xun had already lost consciousness.
Jiang Junlin pressed him down, found alcohol, wiped his forehead, face and neck, took off his clothes, and rubbed alcohol on his chest to try to cool down.
After taking off his clothes, he discovered that the little arm that Ji Xuan had been covering up was badly injured. He still refused to go to the hospital. It must be inflammation, and the wound was pus-filled.
“Idiot!” Jiang Junlin couldn’t help scolding him, and wanted to slap him again, but the little wolf cub’s face was white and dripping with cold sweat. He looked so pitiful that Jiang Junlin really couldn’t do it.
I wanted to beat him ten thousand times in my heart, but my heart softened because of his vulnerability.
Ji Xun must see a doctor.
As far as he knew, there was a small clinic just 800 meters away when you turned right out of the safe house. Ji Xun was so burned that he fell into a coma. If the arm was delayed any longer, it would really need to be amputated!
His parents dare not harm his body, hair, and skin. He seems to have never had such an understanding, nor does he know how to cherish himself.
Jiang Junlin opened the curtains and took a look at the night. It was windy and snowy, but it was not late at night. It was just after eight o'clock. Today was a snowstorm day. The weather this year was particularly strange, with continuous snowstorms and extremely cold.
He looked back at Ji Xun. He was cautious and considered, but he still gave in to Ji Xun after considering the overall situation. He put on his hat and goggles, took some cash, carried Ji Xuan to the door, and opened the door with his fingerprints. In addition to the password, there were also fingerprints. After opening the door, Jiang Junlin carried Ji Xuan downstairs and put the He stuffed himself into the car. They were really unlucky. The wind and snow were too heavy and the car couldn't drive.
Jiang Junlin tried several times, but had to give up, and once again carried Ji Xun to the small clinic. They had no identity documents, so it was absolutely impossible to go to a big hospital. Moreover, nowadays, major hospitals must be guarded by extremely powerful people. Small clinics are inconspicuous. It was everywhere, and they might not be able to monitor it. Jiang Junlin deliberately avoided the cameras. Ji Xun went out several times to find out the surveillance on the road and made a small map.
Carrying a man on his back during a snowstorm, Jiang Junlin still had gastritis and an injury on his back. He walked very slowly. Every step he took was in the snow. No one was plowing the snow on the sidewalk at night. Every step he took was particularly difficult. , Jiang Junlin had a premonition that his wounds would also open.
Ji Xuan seemed to be too cold, so he lay on his shoulder and shouted, "Brother, it's so cold!"
The wind and snow were coming, and Jiang Junlin felt stinging on his face and felt very uncomfortable, not to mention the injured Ji Xun.
“Deserve it!”
There were scattered pedestrians on the road, but no one was curious. In a city like this, it was snowing again, and pedestrians after get off work were all in a hurry to go home, and no one wanted to spend more time on the road. Jiang Junlin felt tired after walking 500 meters. He had been imprisoned for too long and had not been able to recover. Carrying Ji Xuan in such a snowy day took a lot of energy. His hands and face were very cold, and his back was injured. A layer of sweat.
Jiang Junlin walked for nearly half an hour in a short distance of 800 meters, and finally saw the small clinic. It happened to be a coincidence. The doctor in the small clinic was off duty and was about to close the door. Jiang Junlin came forward with Ji Xun on his back and said in French, "Doctor, my brother's arm is seriously injured. Please take a look at it."
"I'm off work. Come back tomorrow. There's a hospital two hundred meters ahead." The doctor pointed forward. He knew that Ji Xuan was in a coma and it was time-consuming and labor-intensive. He had a Chinese face and didn't want to treat her at all.
With a gun pointed at his waist, Jiang Junlin said with a gentle demeanor and a gentle tone, "Doctor, please!"
doctor,"…"
The doctor just felt that he was really unlucky. He was already off work and met a murderer. Although Jiang Junlin didn't look like a murderer at all, his style was too similar.
Must be someone who was killed or injured. Are there any wanted criminals on the news recently?
The police just came to inquire, is it them?
In the clinic, the heating was on, and the doctor hung a sign that said he was not open for business and closed the curtains. Jiang Junlin sat aside, drinking hot tea and loading a gun, like a gentleman strolling in the courtyard drinking tea. There was no A little bit of the horror of the cold-faced Yama.
The doctor was over sixty years old, with gray hair and trembling slightly. Jiang Junlin said, "Don't be nervous, I'm a good person!"
doctor,"…"
Whoever holds a gun and tells the doctor that he is a good person, ask around and see who believes him!
The doctor was very embarrassed when he examined Ji Xun's injuries. His small clinic only treats common flu and intravenous drips. It also treats bruises and simple illnesses. How to treat such injuries?
“Sir, you need to take him to a big hospital. His arm has a serious bacterial infection.” The doctor practiced Tai Chi and said in embarrassment, “I can’t cure it!”
Chiang Junlin didn’t embarrass the doctor. He didn’t say anything and just checked the firearm.
The doctor was sweating profusely and said in fear, "Sir, don't worry, I will try my best!"
“I believe you!” Jiang Junlin drank tea with a smile.
Ji Xun has been in a coma and has not woken up. A large piece of flesh and blood on his forearm is ulcerated and must be completely cut off and sutured. The doctor is indeed not one to treat serious illnesses. He cut off a large piece of flesh and blood with a shaking of his hand.
Jiang Junlin frowned but remained silent. The doctor did not dare to breathe.
“Sir, I usually have my pets neutered.”
Jiang Junlin closed his eyes. He held his mobile phone, which contained the only disposable phone card. He had one choice, call Dr. North and ask her to come over and deal with Ji Xun's injury.
But now there are internal and external troubles, and the traitor has not been eliminated. If he is exposed, neither he nor Ji Xun will survive. This risk cannot be taken.
He took a deep breath, suppressing the ambiguity in his heart, "Take your time, don't be in a hurry."
(End of this chapter)