Chapter 856

"He's not dead yet, but it's hard to tell if he's shot if he doesn't take out the bullet as soon as possible..." Guo Xiang said, "But I can't operate on him without surgical instruments here."

"I'll call someone to prepare right away," said Abu Xin.

After a few minutes, someone came over with a medicine box. Guo Xiang opened it and took a look. There were still basic medicines and scalpels. He opened a bottle of alcohol, washed his hands, put on a mask and gloves, and took the surgery. Scissors first cut the old man's clothes open to see the injury and see if he can still be saved.

"It's almost the location of the heart, maybe there's still help. But there's nothing here now. Even if I take out the bullet, I can't guarantee that I'll be able to save him." Guo Xiang said truthfully.

The injury is so severe, and it is not a sterile environment, it is easy to be infected.

"Let's save first." Abu Xin's brows furrowed tightly.

Guo Xiang nodded, poured alcohol on the wound to clean the wound, and then took an anesthetic in the medicine box. Now that the medicine is limited, there is no way, only local anesthesia, and she can't help if the old man can bear it.

An anesthetic was applied to the wound, and Guo Xiang picked up the scalpel and cut it towards the wound.

Blood immediately poured out. Without an assistant, Guo Xiang could only use gauze to suck blood from the wound.

It may be that the local anesthesia has little effect, and the old man trembled in pain.

"Help me hold him!" Guo Xiang shouted.

The people on the side hurried over to help, holding down the old man's body.

Guo Xiang cut open the wound and stretched his fingers towards the wound to find the bullet.

The old man screamed, his forehead was sweating, and his whole body was shaking.

Guo Xiang was also sweating, but he had no choice but to force himself to continue.

Suddenly, she touched a hard object, which should be a bullet. She was overjoyed, her fingers were fixed, she took a pair of tweezers and stretched it out. When she touched the hard object, her fingers tightened and she clamped it.

With a "dang" sound, he threw the warhead on the plate aside, and Abu Xin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Guo Xiang did not dare to relax, but continued to clean up the wound and then suture it.

But this is only superficial treatment, and she really can't guarantee that the old man will survive.

After stitching the wound, wrap it with gauze.

Guo Xiang looked at the medicine box. There were several anti-inflammatory drugs. She gave the old man one first. As for whether she would be infected in the future, she could not guarantee it.

The old man passed out again.

"I can only do this step now. The old man loses too much blood. It's better to send him to the hospital for blood transfusion. In addition, to prevent infection, he needs to have transfusion. Now we can only deal with it simply..." Guo Xiang said.

"I know." Abu Xin nodded. "You don't need to worry about the future, and don't tell anyone about today's affairs."

"Okay!" Guo Xiang nodded, not daring to ask more, this old man must be very important, someone was assassinated today but no one knows the specific situation, so it must be kept secret.

Abu Xin looked at Gu Zhennan, and he also nodded.

"You... just rest in the upstairs room for the time being, don't leave yet..." Abu Xin said again.

Guo Xiang and Gu Zhennan looked at each other, still worried about them? But also understandable.

Guo Xiang nodded, "Then can you tell our tour guide to reassure him that it is the man who was injured by your soldiers when we were arrested. His name is Bashar."

"Okay, I'll send someone to talk." Abu Xin nodded.

At this time, someone hurried in and said something in Abu Xin's ear, and his face changed greatly.

Going back to the old man, I touched him and found a few pieces of paper with some patterns on them.

Abu Xin frowned and looked at it, as if he didn't understand.

"Do you know who the creator of the world is?" Abu Xin suddenly asked Guo Xiang.

"This...every religion is different. Christ says it's God, you say it's Allah, we say it's Nuwa..." Guo Xiang replied, not knowing what Abuxin meant.

"What about the main elements that make up the world?" Absin asked again.

Guo Xiang shook her head, she is an atheist and has not studied this.

"What do you think this looks like?" Abu Xin handed over a picture.

Guo Xiang looked at it, and it was very delicate, like the pattern on the cover of the Koran, but the graphics inside were a little different, and Guo Xiang couldn't understand it.

Abu Xin handed over a few others, Guo Xiang looked at it carefully, and pointed to one with some uncertainty, "Is this a fire?"

"Fire?" Abu Xin looked at the blueprint in his hand, it looked a bit like fire.

Guo Xiang suddenly thought of something, "I don't know what the elements that make up the world in religion are, but I do know that our country has the theory of five elements, which believes that everything in the world is caused by the movement and changes between the five basic elements. Generated."

"They represent different colors, impossible positions, and different attributes. Traditional Chinese medicine also cites this theory, which echoes the internal organs..."

"Which five?" Abu Xin hurriedly asked.

"It's gold, wood, water, fire, and earth," Guo Xiang said.

"Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth?" Abu Xin repeated, looking at the picture in his hand, not to mention it was a bit similar.

He hesitated for a while, then looked at Guo Xiang and Gu Zhennan, "I want to trouble you with something. You are foreigners and you are unlikely to attract others' attention."

"You said, if you can help." Guo Xiang nodded.

"Actually, this is the case. This old man is the next candidate for the leader of our religion. He said that the leader is not accurate. Just today..."

"But our messenger seems to have a hunch that something will happen, so we secretly cultivated several envoys to be selected, and one of them was attacked and killed just now." Abu Xin said that his face was ugly.

"These messengers are hidden, but now someone is going to assassinate them, we must find them and protect them before others find them. But I don't know who they are, the only clues are these pictures ."

Abu Xin looked at the old man lying on the bed again, "He is in a coma and can't ask. I want to ask you to help me find it together..."

"We? How do we find it? We don't understand anything." Guo Xiang was surprised.

"The clues are these pictures. It is very likely related to the gold, wood, water, fire and soil you mentioned. Our messenger must be in the mosque, right in the city of Mecca. Follow the clues in these pictures to find..." Abu New said.

"How many mosques are there in Mecca?" Guo Xiang asked.

"Hundreds of..."

"Hundreds? How to find it?" Guo Xiang was horrified.

"So we need to use these clues." Abu Xin was also a little anxious and said something to the people beside him.

After a while, someone brought Bashar in. Bashar was trembling when he came in. When they saw Guo Xiang, they were overjoyed.

I saw him in the square just now, and someone said he was the crown prince.

Abu Xin nodded, "Are you familiar with Mecca City? Bring the two of you to do something for me..."

"Although I am not from Mecca, I often bring tourists to Mecca. I have been to many places, and I am relatively familiar..." Bashar said.