After Yang Hongshe's younger brothers escaped, Cao Lu and others threw down their weapons and ran back to Liu Sizhan. When they saw Liu Sizhan being shot, they were so angry that they were so angry. But at this time no one cared about Yang Hongshe's life or death. Sun Yuke hurriedly went to find hot water, and Zhai Tengxin went to find the medical box.

Cao Lu called out Liu Sizhan's name a few times. Seeing that she refused, she immediately said anxiously: "Boss, please save her!"

Yan Ning's reaction was much calmer than Cao Lu: "Don't worry, she won't die."

Hao Jian didn't know that Yan Ning was the identity of Wumen Ghost Doctor, so he nervously took out his cell phone: "Master, do you know medical skills? Otherwise, let's call 120!"

"If your master cannot save her, no one in the world can save her!" Cao Lu said angrily.

Hao Jian's neck shrank, and he didn't understand Cao Lu's meaning, but he also withdrew his cell phone and did not make a call.

Yan Ning flipped his hands and three golden needles appeared at the tip of his fingers. He first sealed several pulses of Liu Sizhan to stop the bleeding, and then roughly tore open the clothes on Liu Sizhan's lower abdomen.

I saw a hole hit by a small fist in Liu Sizhan's lower abdomen, bloody and bloody smell floating out.

Hao Jian felt the smell of blood, and his legs became weak, and he leaned on the sofa with the table: "No, no, I'm dizzy..."

Cao Lu shaved a fierce look at Hao Jian, worried that Hao Jian would interfere with Yan Ning's rescue of Liu Sizhan, so he dragged him away without saying a word and threw him on the sofa aside and ignored him.

When he came back, Cao Lu saw Yan Ning frowning and immediately said to himself that something was wrong: "Boss, what's wrong?"

"Yang Hongshe used small steel beads. There were seven or eight steel beads in a bullet bag. Now it was shot into Liu Sizhan's body and spread out. It was not that easy to take it out." Yan Ning frowned and said.

Cao Lu said: "Then what should we do? The girl probably won't last long..."

At this time, Sun Yuke and Zhai Tengxin had already returned with hot water and the medicine box. Yan Ning opened the medicine box and saw that there were tweezers inside, and his eyebrows relaxed:

"Sun Yuke, Zhai Tengxin, you two go out and watch. If anyone comes to disturb me later, you will blow him out and use the knife if necessary! Lao Lu, stay and help me."

Sun Yuke and the others nodded seriously, walked to the bar door, and then set up Hao Jian out.

There were only Yan Ning and Cao Lu left in the bar, as well as Liu Sizhan who was still unconscious. Yan Ning asked Cao Lu to find a lighter and a high-purity foreign wine, and used fire to disinfect the tweezers. He said to Cao Lu: "Put the wound open, pay attention to it, and don't cause secondary damage to Liu Sizhan!"

Cao Lu did this for the first time. On the one hand, he was worried about Liu Sizhan's safety, so his fingers touched the wound and were already sweating profusely.

"Don't shake your hands, you are saving people now." Yan Ning said comforting when he saw Cao Lu nervous.

Cao Lu nodded, took a deep breath, barely calmed down his emotions, and his hands stopped shaking.

Seeing Cao Lu calm down, Yan Ning also focused his attention and put tweezers into Liu Sizhan's wound.

The steel balls are very small, but they cause great damage to Liu Sizhan. Ordinary bullets cannot produce such a huge wound. What's even more terrifying is that the steel balls are wrapped in Liu Sizhan's body and the small steel balls are spread all over Liu Sizhan's lower abdomen.

Yan Ning flipped carefully and even saw several small holes in Liu Sizhan's internal organs that were punched by steel balls.

"Damn it!" It was the first time Yan Ning saw such a vicious wound, and he couldn't help but curse.

Cao Lu whispered: "Old, boss, she will be fine, right?"

"Don't disturb me." Yan Ning said coldly.

Cao Lu quickly closed his mouth and watched Yan Ning take out the steel balls from Liu Sizhan's body one by one.

Yan Ning's fingers were extremely stable. The tweezers were like his fingers, and they gently took out the steel balls from Liu Sizhan's body one by one, and were placed by Yan Ning in the wine glass beside him.

The steel balls fell into the wine glass, making a crisp impact sound, which stood out in the quiet bar.

When the last steel ball was pinched out by Yan Ning, sweat was already covered with Yan Ning's forehead. The steel ball fell into the cup. Yan Ning threw the tweezers directly, took out the golden needle, and quickly sewed Liu Sizhan's wound.

Cao Lu also let out a breath, lowered his head and counted. There were no more and less steel balls in the cup, exactly ten.

Thinking of Liu Sizhan's painful expression when he was shot just now, Cao Lu felt distressed and couldn't help but feel angry. He also thought that Yang Hongshe seemed to have not left in the bar, so he was going to teach him a lesson again.

However, when Cao Lu walked to Yang Hongshe, he was stunned and did not dare to do anything to Yang Hongshe.

Yan Ning finally sewed the wound and cleaned it with hot water and alcohol before breathing a sigh of relief. He didn't see Cao Lu's shadow, so he shouted, "Old Lu, where is the human?"

"Boss, I'm here... Come and take a look." Cao Lu's voice came from the side.

Yan Ning was stunned and walked over. Cao Lu stood in front of Yang Hongshe, squatting on the ground, his body trembling: "Old, boss... this bastard seems... dead."

Yan Ning was stunned and hurriedly ran to Yang Hongshe. When he looked down, he saw that Yang Hongshe was really dead.

His chest was penetrated with the watermelon knife that Yan Ning threw out in anger. His eyes were wide open and he stared at Yan Ning with unwillingness and fear. His left hand tightly held the hilt of the watermelon knife, and he wanted to pull out the watermelon knife until his death. The pistol that fired steel balls in his hand fell in front of him.

"Boss, you killed someone." Cao Lu reminded.

Yan Ning's eyes were complicated. He did not have the intention to kill Yang Hongshe. He just threw out the watermelon knife just now, just to prevent him from shooting again. But who would have thought that the watermelon knife penetrated Yang Hongshe's chest and caused Yang Hongshe to die on the spot.

"Boss, where is his ghost? Will he come to settle the score with us?" Cao Lu asked.

Yan Ning shook his head: "No, the souls will not gather in such a quick time after death. Unless someone deliberately summons the soul, they must wait until after the first seventh."

Cao Lu's expression was extremely complicated, and no one expected that it would actually cause death.

At this time, a quarrel suddenly came from outside the bar. Not long after, a group of policemen rushed in. Sun Yuke and the other two were controlled by them. Several policemen holding explosion-proof shields surrounded Yan Ning and Cao Lu in the middle, looking alert.

"Murdered...I've killed someone!" A policeman couldn't help but say when he saw Yang Hongshe who had died on the ground.

"I killed it, it has nothing to do with him." Yan Ning raised his hand and said lightly.
Chapter completed!