"Brother!" Seeing the man coming in, Xiao Jie's face changed and he hurriedly ran towards the door.

Xiao Jie hurriedly supported the man. When he held the man's arm, the man's body suddenly fell on Xiao Jie.

When he looked down, he saw that the man's abdomen was bleeding, and the blood had dyed his fingers red.

"Brother, how are you doing? Do you want to go to the hospital?" Xiao Jie looked panicked. He never expected that his brother would suffer such severe injuries.

You know, my brother is the ninth level of the cultivator!

"Mr. Xiao..." Han Wenxiang and Han Huazhong hurried over and saw that Xiao Hao was covered in blood, and the father and son looked very ugly.

"Hua Zhong, go and prepare the car! Take Mr. Xiao to the hospital!" Han Wenxiang made a quick decision and said loudly.

"Don't go, he has a knife wound on his stomach. If he doesn't stop bleeding, he will definitely die within five minutes!" He Sheng hurried over: "Han Huazhong, do you have gauze and needlework at home?"

Han Huazhong was stunned and then realized that He Sheng was a doctor.

"have!"

"Go and get it, and prepare another bottle of white wine."

"good!"

He Sheng walked to Xiao Hao's face. Regardless of Xiao Jie's reaction, he supported Xiao Hao's arm and said to Xiao Jie: "Help him on the sofa and lie down quickly."

Seeing He Sheng’s serious face, Xiao Jie didn’t care about so much, nodded and helped the person in with He Sheng.

Xiao Hao lay on the sofa with a painful expression and his left hand was still covering the wound with force. He Sheng took his left hand away and lifted the scratched clothes. Looking at the wound with blood blisters, his face looked a little ugly.

This knife was injured by a big knife.

From the angle and depth of the wound, it can be seen that the other party is a master of using a knife!

"Hurry! Save my brother!" Xiao Jie grabbed He Sheng's arm and begged.

Xiao Hao's face was pale, his breathing was rapid, his face was filled with pain, and his condition was very weak.

"Don't shake me!" He Sheng glared at Xiao Jie.

Xiao Jie immediately let go of his hand.

"Mr. He, needle and thread!" Han Huazhong ran out of the house, holding the household embroidery needle and thread.

He Sheng frowned and hesitated for a few seconds. He picked up the embroidery needle and stabbed it hard on the man's abdomen.

With one needle sealing the pulse, the blood stopped immediately!

Fortunately, there was more than one embroidery needle. He Sheng picked up the second one and quickly threaded the needle. The needle was tied into a knot, and He Sheng directly began to suture the wound.

He Sheng's movements were particularly quick, with the needle piercing the skin and coming out from the other end of the wound. After a few consecutive strokes, Xiao Hao's wound was quickly stitched by He Sheng.

"Give me the gauze." He Sheng said loudly.

Han Huazhong immediately handed the gauze to He Sheng.

He Sheng held up Xiao Hao's waist with one hand and wrapped the gauze around Xiao Hao's abdomen with force. After several rounds, He Sheng quickly tied a knot.

Afterwards, He Sheng took the liquor and applied it to the wound to disinfect it. After that, he stood up.

"Okay, I'll send it to the hospital immediately. This needle cannot be pulled out for the time being. After arriving at the hospital, I will immediately find a way to give him a blood transfusion." As he said that, He Sheng raised his right hand, covered in blood, and then replied: "Type A blood, direct transfusion."

"Okay..." Xiao Jie nodded hurriedly.

From He Sheng’s method of suturing the wound, we can see that He Sheng is definitely a professional doctor. The wound has a high degree of suturing and looks very neat overall.

"Also, the doctor will definitely check his wound. Just tell the doctor that a doctor has already treated the wound and will get rid of the examination after the blood transfusion." He Sheng looked at Xiao Jie: "Go quickly."

"Brother, thank you... thank you." Xiao Hao, who was lying on the bed, said in an extremely weak voice.

He Sheng replied: "No need to thank you, I will ask an extra question, is the sword technique that hurts you very fast?"

Hearing this, a look of horror flashed in Xiao Hao's eyes, and then nodded: "Yes...his knife is very fast..."

"knew."

Xiao Jie, who was standing beside him, slowly lifted Xiao Hao up and walked carefully towards the door. However, after walking for a few steps, Xiao Jie turned his head to look at He Sheng again.

"For the sake of your saving my brother, I kindly remind you that it is best not to save people. My brother is the ninth level of the disciple. He can't even deal with people. If you go, you will definitely die!" Xiao Jie said.

Although he was sarcastic about He Sheng before, when he saw He Sheng helping him, Xiao Jie felt that he still needed to remind this person.

Even his brother was unable to rescue people from the Longyang Chamber of Commerce, which at least shows that there were at least nine-level masters in the Longyang Chamber of Commerce.

"Thank you for the reminder." He Sheng nodded, his expression still calm.

Xiao Jie hugged Xiao Hao and quickly left with the woman beside him. In the living room, Han Huazhong and his son were left.

Looking at the sofa covered in blood, Han Wenxiang was already sweating profusely.

After all, this is the fifth batch of the Southern Wu League. Two of the five batches were killed, and the remaining three were seriously injured.

"Mr. He, if you want...or don't go?" Han Wenxiang said to He Sheng with a trembling voice.

"Yes, Mr. He, this is too dangerous. At worst, the condition we promised them is." Han Huazhong also spoke.

He Sheng thought for a while and then replied: "It's okay, people still need to be saved..."

"Besides, judging from the person's abdomen just now, there may be my enemy in the Longyang Chamber of Commerce." He Sheng frowned.

After hearing this, Han Huazhong and Han Wenxiang were both stunned. The father and son looked at each other, with a little surprised in their eyes.

"Mr. Han, I want to know, if I cleaned up the Longyang Chamber of Commerce, can you deal with this matter after it?" He Sheng asked Han Wenxiang very seriously.

"Ah?" Han Wenxiang was stunned, as if he didn't understand what He Sheng meant.

He Sheng smiled and said, "Forget it, I'll save Han Wei first."

"Han Huazhong, lend me your car and tell me the address."

Hearing this, Han Huazhong immediately came to his senses and said hurriedly: "Mr. He, don't be impulsive, that Longyang Chamber of Commerce is powerful..."

"Stop talking nonsense, car keys! Address!" He Sheng interrupted Han Huazhong's words.

Seeing He Sheng so persistently, Han Huazhong couldn't help but sigh. People in the Southern Wu League could be compensated for their deaths and injuries, but He Sheng was invited from Jiangdu City, and He Sheng would help for free. If something really happened, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

After hesitating for a while, Han Huazhong handed the car key to He Sheng.

"Mr. He, the address is called Longyang Chamber of Commerce. You can search it with a search on the car navigation..."

"Okay, then I'll go." He Sheng took the car key and walked towards the door.

"Hey!" Han Huazhong shouted hurriedly: "Mr. He, be careful."

"Mr. He, if it really doesn't work, don't show off. It's important to save your life!" Han Wenxiang also shouted hurriedly.
Chapter completed!