As soon as Roland approached, he smelled a scent of rust. He was shocked and hurriedly pushed away the onlookers, and then saw Qi Shaoqiu lying in a pool of blood.

Shuke was bandaging Qi Shaoqiu with white gauze, and blood was still oozing from his waist, which could be seen from the distribution of the blood stained white cloth.

Li Lin bandaged Qi Shaoqiu's shoulder.

Both of them learned first aid from NPCs in the game, so they bandaged them quickly and well.

Xisha's face was grim and she was constantly helping Qi Shaoqiu wipe the sweat from her forehead with a hand towel.

Qi Shaoqiu was lying on his left side, already unconscious, his face as golden as gold paper.

He was seriously injured.

Roland squeezed in and found out about Qi Shaoqiu's situation after only two seconds.

The back was stabbed, and the right arm was cut off.

He looked around and found that Qi Shaoqiu's broken arm was placed next to him, and blood was still seeping.

He immediately said to Xisha: "Go to the kitchen to get a big plastic bag, take plastic wrap, then knock some broken ice slag from the refrigerator and put it in the plastic bag. It doesn't take too much, just have a little bit of it, hurry up!"

Xisha is the most clear about the layout in the kitchen. She asked her to get things the fastest, and others still have to look for it.

Xisha heard Roland's voice and immediately raised her head, feeling much more relieved when she was panicked.

She nodded and immediately trotted to the kitchen.

And Roland asked, "What the hell is going on?"

"After a dozen minutes ago, two people came and said they wanted to learn Miaodao. They asked the price and said it was OK. When Qi Shaoqiu turned around and didn't pay attention, they attacked directly from behind." Shu Ke's face was unresolved: "At that time, Li Lin and I were teaching the new students in the venue, and we could see them taking out weapons from under the clothes behind us. One was a short sword and the other was a short sword."

"The short sword stabs the kidney, the short sword cuts the hand?"

Roland looked at Qi Shaoqiu's place where he fell to the ground, and combined with Shuke's words, he could already restore the situation where Qi Shaoqiu was attacked.

"The murderer is prepared. Who has Qi Shaoqiu offended recently?" Roland asked.

The two shook their heads.

The students next to them took a slap while saying, "Master Qi has been staying in the sword museum recently, so he shouldn't offend anyone."

"I haven't heard Master Qi say these things."

"Sure enough, no matter how powerful the sword technique is, if someone attacks, you still have to kneel down."

Roland turned his head to look at the students who took photos... Short videos are now popular, and such a murder was posted online or in the circle of friends. I don’t know how many attention it can attract.

What's even more outrageous is that there are a few female students who are crying and taking pictures.

They were so scared that their faces were pale when they saw the blood, but they still held their phones and muttered hard, "It's so scary" and "It's so scary".

Roland wanted them to stop shooting, but at this time, Xisha trotted over with something.

Roland took the plastic wrap from her hand, wrapped Qi Shaoqiu's broken arms layer by layer, and then put them in a large yellow plastic bag containing some ice chips.

Ice slags can reduce the temperature inside the bag and keep the activity of broken limbs longer.

Wear plastic wrap on your arms to prevent bacterial infection.

Because the ice slags in the refrigerator are actually a lot of bacteria, and many of them are cold-resistant and rot bacteria. Now the only place where you can find ice cubes is nearby. If you rashly put Qi Shaoqiu's arm in a bag and mixed it with the ice slags, then the broken slags will definitely be infected by the rot bacteria.

When the arm needs to be connected, this is very likely to add a lot of unnecessary work to the doctor and may even affect the success rate of the arm.

So Roland's move was very reasonable.

Put your arms carefully into the big bag, and Roland asked, “Try 110 and 120 without.”

"All of them have been fought."

The onlookers said verbally.

Xisha picked up the towel again and wiped Qi Shaoqiu's sweat.

In addition to blood, Qi Shaoqiu also had a lot of sweat and his clothes were almost wet. This was an electrolyte disorder.

Why haven't the ambulance come yet?

Roland was a little anxious.

At this time, Shuke had already bandaged the wound on Qi Shaoqiu's back.

Under the thick white gauze bandage, the blood left in the back of the waist began to form, slowing down the bleeding rate.

Soon Li Lin bandaged his shoulders.

Li Lin stood up and said, "It doesn't make much sense to stay here. Let's take a step first and ask the bad guys I know. Maybe they know something."

Roland and Shuke nodded.

Then Li Lin squeezed away the onlookers and drove away in his sports car.

Less than a minute after Li Lin left, the police car arrived.

This is a suburb, and it really takes some time for the police station to come from the city.

After the police entered the venue, they rushed the onlookers to the side.

The leading police officer was about to ask questions, and then when he saw Shu Ke, he was stunned: "Uncle Kunpeng, why are you here!"

"I'm a student here too," Shuke said.

"He is my uncle's friend?"

Shuke nodded: "Yes, so you have some snacks when you investigate the case. In addition, help inform A Rong of the patrol brigade, A Fa and A Yu of the traffic police team, and ask them to help check the Tianyan surveillance."

The policeman nodded: "I understand, I will help you pay more attention to this matter within my responsibilities."

Roland was a little impressed by the audience. He had known that Shuke had a high seniority in the Yu family, but he never expected that he would be so tall.

Other police officers began to ask for questions and asked if there was any surveillance here.

It really has it.

Qi Shaoqiu was wearing surveillance to prevent thieves, but he didn't expect that he would use it in such a place.

The police soon began to retrieve the surveillance here, and then the ambulance arrived.

A doctor and a nurse got out of the ambulance and trotted over with a stretcher and first aid kit.

The doctor skillfully opened Qi Shaoqiu's eyes, shone it with a small flashlight, and said, "The pupils began to dissipate, and immediately inhale oxygen."

The nurse turned on the portable oxygen transporter in the first aid kit and put a nose tube on Qi Shaoqiu.

The doctor checked Qi Shaoqiu's wound and bandage again and said, "Carry it right away and race against time. If family members and friends are present, come and keep up."

Shuke and Roland put Qi Shaoqiu on a stretcher, then carried it into the ambulance, and of course they also took the plastic bag with their arms into the car.

Then Roland and Xisha followed the doctor into the ambulance and accompanied him.

After the ambulance drove away, Shuke began to call: "Kunlin, you are in the hospital now. I remember you are already the vice president. Are there any doctors with great surgical operations in the hospital?"

"What happened, Lao Ba." A voice came from his phone.

Shuke ranks eighth among his cousins.

"I have a friend named Qi Shaoqiu who was stabbed in the back of the waist and injured his kidney. In addition, his hand was cut off. If possible, you can find a few doctors with the best surgical skills. Can you help me?"

"Okay." The voice on the phone seemed a little vicissitudes: "Since it's Lao Ba's friend, I'll go there myself."

"Thanks."

"What are you grateful for? The whole family doesn't speak two people."

After hanging up the phone, Shuke thought for a while and called again: "Mom, are you still in Beijing now? When will you come back?"

"Not that fast, is there anything wrong with my son?" A nice female voice came from the phone.

"I have a friend named Qi Shaoqiu. I was stabbed just now. It's hard to die. I have already asked my second brother to take the lead in the sword, but I still feel a little unstable, so I want to ask you to help him pray for blessings."

A laugh suddenly came from the phone: "Son, you have to believe in science. My identity as a Bai tribe saint is just a symbol. I don't know any witchcraft or witchcraft..."

Shuke curled his lips: "Pretend, mom, just pretend."

"Hey, send him a photo. I'll jump to the Gu Gui Soul-Consolidation Curse, but the capital is too far from home, so I can't guarantee how much effect it is."

"I know, whether he can survive is his own life."

After hanging up the phone, I searched for a long time from the life photos before I found a picture of Qi Shaoqiu alone, and then passed it to my mother using the communication software.

Then Shuke sighed and did everything he could do. Whether Qi Shaoqiu, a friend, can survive depends on his willpower in life.

On Roland's side, he and Xisha were sitting in the ambulance, silent.

Xisha used a towel from time to time to try the sweat on Qi Shaoqiu's forehead.

The nurse took this time to put Qi Shaoqiu on the electrocardiogram blood pressure monitor.

After arriving at the hospital, as soon as the ambulance car was opened, a middle-aged doctor and three nurses stood outside.

He looked calm and asked, "Is the patient in the car Qi Shaoqiu?"

Xisha was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

The middle-aged doctor immediately gestured to the back and shouted in a low voice: "Colle blood immediately to confirm the blood type and prepare for blood transfusion."
To be continued...