C97

Chapter 97 - She's Still Alive

"Director Pei, we found them!" Zhang Ke's surprised voice came from the side.

Pei Qingheng's heart suddenly hung in the air, and for a moment, he did not dare to ask Zhang Ke what was going on inside.

"Old Wang!" "Old Wang!" Zhang Ke's anxious voice sounded beside Pei Qingheng's ears.

Pei Qingheng lowered his heart, his voice calm: "Let me take a look."

The driver's seat was completely deformed, while the Clothes was already soaked in blood. A deformed metal piece was inserted into his chest, and the blood under his body snaked through the rain water.

Zhang Ke shook his head and took down his stethoscope. There was a hidden pain in his eyes: "... It's too late. "

Pei Qingheng's hand paused, and the fear in his heart surged again and again.

"Director, we can't wait any longer. "Let's drag it on …" Zhang Ke pursed his lips, and did not say the latter half of the sentence.

"Cut the front of the car." Pei Qingheng's eyes turned deep, and you couldn't see the expression in the depths of his eyes.

"Yes sir!" The people at the side immediately followed Pei Qingheng's instructions and moved. Very quickly, the ambulance's carriage carefully opened, and a completely bloodless face appeared in front of Pei Qingheng. Half of his face was covered with blood.

Pei Qingheng's heart tightened, and he softly called out.

Those bright eyes, which were occasionally crafty, occasionally smiling, occasionally crying, were now tightly shut. The lips that he had once kissed had already turned purple.

He couldn't wait any longer!

Pei Qingheng squinted his eyes, his entire body was exposed to the heavy rain.

Rain rolled down his handsome cheeks. He blinked, shook off the droplets of water on his eyelashes, bypassed the rocks and the metal pieces that were sticking out their claws, and used his upper body to probe Lin Sitong's heartbeat.

When he heard that weak throbbing sound from the stethoscope, Pei Qingheng closed his eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times. He covered the sobs in his voice: "There's still breathing."

"Breathe!" It can be saved, it can be saved! " Zhang Ke was so excited that he jumped up.

"There's another patient." When he opened his eyes, Pei Qingheng had already recovered his calmness, "Carefully avoid it, quickly cut open the carriage."

Following the things that were pressing on Lin Sitong's body being moved away one by one, the situation in the carriage completely presented itself in front of everyone.

The patient was lucky. The stretcher and an instrument formed a small, safe space that did not cause him any further harm.

But Lin Sitong seemed to be in a rather terrible situation.

Her lower leg was pressed down by the stretcher, and a small lump of iron was running through her right leg.

"The right calf is pierced by a sharp weapon." Zhang Ke's voice trembled slightly.

"The amount of blood loss was not large, so the aorta should have been avoided. "Immediately use the breathing bag." Pei Qingheng's voice was incomparably calm, "Zhang Ke, command two people to bring the patient out. "This way …"

Pei Qingheng paused: "Stabilize the weapon and cut it."

"Alright." Zhang Ke nodded his head, knowing that he could not help much since he was here, he turned to save the patient.

Pei Qingheng held onto the breath balloon, and touched Lin Sitong's ice-cold face with her hand. That cold energy traveled along his fingertip and reached all the way to Pei Qingheng's heart.

Other than the moment his mother passed away, Pei Qingheng had never felt the sky in A City was so cold.

The mountain was shaking again.

Wu Zhuo gritted his teeth, "Master San! It was too dangerous! "Hurry up and leave!"

Pei Qingheng acted as if he did not hear: "Continue!"

The black-clothed man's hands didn't listen to him as they quickly and orderly cleaned up the place, creating a small space for Lin Sitong to move around.

The trembling sounds grew closer and closer. Pei Qingheng remained calm as he said in a cold voice, "All of you retreat first."

The few of them looked at each other, their actions somewhat hesitant.

Pei Qingheng's voice was extremely cold: "Retreat!"

"Yes sir!" They lowered their heads and quickly retreated.

Just as Zhang Ke finished settling the patients down, he saw a scene like this. His eyes were about to turn red from anger, "What's wrong with you guys! You want him to let you go? Hurry up and drag them out! "

How could these people be so heartless? To think that he felt that this group of people was well-trained!

Zhang Ke gritted his teeth so hard that they almost broke into pieces.

The black-clothed men neatly stood to the side with their hands behind their backs, as if they didn't hear Zhang Ke's question.

"I can only obey San Ye's orders — no matter what." Wu Zhuo's voice was trembling. "This is — the first rule we learned, and the most important rule."

"But he will die!" Zhang Ke's eyes were about to crack.

"Then we have to obey as well!" Wu Zhuo roared! His hands clenched into fists as he glared at Zhang Ke with bloodshot eyes, like a wild beast that was about to lose control.

Looking at Wu Zhuo's trembling body, Zhang Ke's mind was in a mess. He did not know what to say.

"Clang!"

The two of them turned their heads towards the source of the sound!

Just at this moment, another wave of rubble landed on the ambulance that had just been cleaned up, and Pei Qingheng's figure completely disappeared within the ruins.

"Lord Third!" Wu Zhuo kneeled on the ground, his eyes red.

Zhang Ke staggered two steps back, and with a wooden expression, he fell onto the ground. Rain mixed with tears rolled down his face.

"Cough, cough, cough ~ ~ ~"

Suddenly, a series of coughing sounds broke the silent scene.

A tall figure holding a person in his arms gradually appeared in everyone's line of sight.

Zhang Ke's dull eyes suddenly lit up. He jumped up and rushed forward like a cannonball: "Dean!"

"Yes." Pei Qingheng replied indifferently, his gaze sweeping across everyone, "We will immediately head to Hua Xi."

Sitting on the helicopter, Zhang Ke immediately checked on Lin Sitong.

"The temperature is too low." Zhang Ke frowned, "If this goes on, there will be problems!"

Pei Qingheng's face sank as he dialed Ling Xiaorui's number: "Xiao Rui."

Ling Xiaorui's tone was extremely serious: "Have you found him?"

"Yes." In five minutes the helicopter will be in Waxi. "

"Alright." Ling Xiaorui replied cleanly, "I have been in the hospital this whole time, don't worry, leave everything to me."

Pei Qingheng hung up the phone, raised his eyelids, and looked at Zhang Ke: "You."

"Huh?" Zhang Ke blinked his eyes and was at a loss for a moment.

"Close your eyes." Pei Qingheng said coldly.

Zhang Ke's gaze turned between Pei Qingheng and, and immediately turned and sat behind the pilot, covering his eyes, "You guys can do whatever you want, I can't see anything."

Seeing that Zhang Ke had already turned away, Pei Qingheng lowered his head and carefully untied the wet Clothes on Lin Sitong's body. His eyes were so gentle, it was as if he was looking at a priceless treasure.

In the darkness of the night, the helicopter flew towards Waxi.