The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Yun Ci held up Gu Jingwen's head, hurriedly wiped the rain off his face with his sleeves, then tore his jacket to wrap his gunshot wounds.

She hugged the man tightly in her arms, her hand that was bandaging the wound trembled slightly, and she kept muttering: "It's okay...It's okay Gu Jingwen, I'll take you back now..."

I don't know if it is for a man or comforting myself.

The rain was falling.

Yun Ci grabbed Gu Jingwen's arm, put him on his back, and walked down the mountain.

The road was slippery on a rainy day, and if I was not careful, I fell severely.

Regardless of the pain, she hurriedly climbed in front of Gu Jingwen and lifted him up again.

Just walk all the way and fall all the way, and finally out of the mountains.

There are sparsely populated, no vehicles coming and going.

The man was very heavy, and Yunci was a little struggling to carry it forward. The cold wind engulfed the rain, cutting her body like a sharp knife.

Backing all the way to the gate of life and death, Yunci was finally exhausted and collapsed at the door with Gu Jingwen.

Several nurses ran out.

"Doctor Venus, are you okay?"

Yun Ci took Gu Jingwen into his arms, panting and saying, "Immediately...prepare the operating room!"

Several nurses looked at Gu Jingwen and refused.

"Sorry, Doctor Venus, any patient who enters the gate of life and death must get the king's approval. You should know."

Yun Ci suddenly grabbed a nurse by the wrist, and repeated it word by word: "Prepare for the operating room!"

"What happened?"

The man in the white coat came over.

Several nurses stepped aside.

Yunci raised his eyes for help and looked at the man: "Carl, help me prepare the operating room!"

Carl squatted down, reached out to probe Gu Jingwen's nose, and went to check on his injuries, and then said very calmly: "Venus, there is no need for surgery anymore. He has no breathing, no heartbeat, no pulse. "

The cold wind pierced the bone marrow.

Yun Ci hugged Gu Jingwen even more tightly. He only looked at Carl paranoidly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth and said firmly: "Help me, prepare the operating room!"

Carl was silent.

After a while, he said to the nurses: "Go and prepare the operating room."

The nurses hesitated: "But..."

"Hurry up, I will be responsible for what happened!" Carl interrupted them sharply.

Several nurses ran away in a hurry, and a few minutes later, the operating room was ready.

Carl helped bring Gu Jingwen into the operating room, and Chao Yunci said, "I'll do the operation."

Yun Ci is wearing surgical gown, with a mask covering his face, and his expression is unclear: "No."

She stepped into the operating room.

Carl followed in and acted as her assistant.

Gu Jingwen was lying on the operating table, putting on a ventilator and a catheter. There were a few straight lines on the instrument display without any ups and downs.

The nurses looked at each other.

This is obviously... already a dead person.

Standing in front of the operating table, Yun Ci looked at Gu Jingwen's pale face. She held the scalpel tightly, her chest seemed to be blocked, making her breathless.

In the silent operating room, there was only a ticking sound, and a dozen pairs of eyes looked at her.

Yun Ci closed her eyes and forced herself to wake up. She took a step forward and began to cut the flesh, taking out the bullet from Gu Jingwen's body.

When he got the third one, Carl interrupted her coldly: "Enough, Venus, look clearly, he has no vital signs!"

"No... I can... can save him." Yun Ci raised the scalpel, but his hands trembled uncontrollably. Under the wet long eyelashes, his pupils shook violently, filled with anxiety and helplessness.