But as soon as he connected, what he heard made his heart tight.

"Xiaofan, come to the town quickly. The black dragon is shot! His life is in full swing!"

"Okay, I'll get there as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Tian Yong and the others did not go far, just in time to take the ride.

When on the road.

Seeing that Zhang Fan's face was anxious, Tian Yong started to ask.

"Xiaofan is so anxious to go to the town, what happened?"

"Do we need to help?" Chen Hui also asked.

Zhang Fan shook his head, "No, your current task is to hand over the elixir and Jishi Pharmaceutical."

The reason why I didn't tell them about the Black Dragon.

This is because these are far beyond the scope that ordinary people can accept.

Tian Yong and the others can help in business.

But once it involves things on the road.

Zhang Fan tried his best to let them avoid it.

It's also considered for their safety.

After arriving in Qingshan Town, after saying goodbye to Tian Yong and the others.

Zhang Fan then came to a yard based on the address given by Liu Qiang.

There were two black dragon men guarding at the gate of the courtyard.

Seeing that Zhang Fan was coming, he let him go directly.

Wait until you enter the house.

The first is a pungent smell of blood.

Then he saw the black dragon lying on the bed, his face pale, and his clothes were already wet with sweat.

The position of his chest had already been stained black and red by blood.

And there were blood-stained white gauze scattered around the bed.

Liu Qiang, who had been waiting, hurriedly came up when he saw Zhang Fan.

"Xiaofan, you're here! Get rid of the Black Dragon quickly. If you're too late, you'll be killed!"

Zhang Fan nodded.

Walk straight to the black dragon.

Check the wound.

Asked.

"When was it injured? What model is the opponent's gun?"

The black dragon heard the sound.

He opened his eyes reluctantly.

Seeing that Zhang Fan was coming, a hint of expression finally squeezed out on his originally lifeless face.

"It's around five o'clock this morning. Listening to the sound, it should be a 54-style."

Zhang Fan, who was originally checking the wound, suddenly stopped when he heard Style 54.

Because the Type 54 pistol is a police firearm in the country.

If the Black Dragon was injured during the police hunt.

Of course, there is no need for Zhang Fan to take care of him.

Although I would not call the police, I would not rescue a person wanted by the police.

Seeing Zhang Fan stop, he wanted to get up.

Heilong guessed what he thought.

So he explained helplessly.

"Don't worry, it was not the police who beat me, it was my enemy."

See Black Dragon say this.

Zhang Fancai continued to check his injuries.

"Your enemy is not an ordinary person, you can even handle the police Type 54 pistol."

"It's indeed extraordinary. It's also the trouble I caused outside in my early years. I didn't expect that after so many years, the other party still found me."

As the black dragon said, he struggled to sit up, "The other gun is a counterfeit, and it is not as powerful as a real gun."

"Don't move, lie down honestly. If you get shot in the chest, you will be lucky and will not hurt your arteries or internal organs. Otherwise, let alone me, even the Daluo Jinxian can't save you."

After the inspection is over.

Zhang Fan is still confident of treatment.

Then he turned around and said to Liu Qiang.

"Brother Qiang, please take people out and wait too. At most, it will be almost over in one hour."

"become."

Liu Qiang said that, and took several of Heilong's men out of the room.

Treating gunshot wounds is not a simple job.

It’s not just a little massage and acupuncture.

Anesthesia is needed and bullets are taken.

Zhang Fan smiled, stared at the black dragon and asked, "Are you scared?"

"Just kidding, I'm not afraid of being afraid of being in the sky. I'm not afraid of having a small operation and taking a bullet."

"It's a good thing to be confident, but I want to explain it to you. I am a Chinese medicine doctor and I don't have surgery or anesthetics, so if it hurts later, try to endure it."

When I hear that I don’t take anesthetics.

The black dragon, who looked like a warrior just now, suddenly became depressed.

Zhang Fan stopped talking.

A deep reminder.

"It's beginning, endure the pain."

The words fell.

Heilong felt dark in front of his eyes and fainted.

Not because of the pain.

He was knocked out by Zhang Fan.

If it's just a headache, fever, it's a common problem.

Zhang Fan can use some traditional Chinese medicine techniques, such as massage and acupuncture to conceal the existence of his true qi.

But it's time to treat gunshot wounds.

No matter how you explain it, it is useless.

It's better to knock the black dragon out.

Treatment begins.

Zhang Fan first tore open the clothes around him.

Wait until you see the wound clearly.

Even Zhang Fan, who was used to seeing all kinds of wounds, was a little uncomfortable.

Because after the black dragon was shot.

At the location of the muzzle, the flesh and skin had long been corroded by the penetration injury.

Plus it was not processed in time.

The muzzle has begun to ulcerate.

The shot broke a sternum.

Fortunately, the bullet was stuck in the bone crack.

"It's really a big fortune!"

An exclamation.
To be continued...