Chapter 1283 Someone Even Worse Than President Bai (2/4)

It was already half an hour before the ambulance arrived at the Sun family villa.

When the emergency doctor arrived, Fan Xing was still pressed under the bed.

"Why don't you pull your young master out?"

"What if I get injured?" The bodyguards looked at each other.

The reason why they didn't dare to move was not because of anything else, but mainly because they were afraid of causing secondary harm to their young master.

"If you pull it out, it will fracture again at most. In this situation, the edge of the bed directly compresses the back..."

The emergency doctor did not dare to continue talking.

Judging from his personal experience.

Even if Fan Xing is finally rescued, he may still be paralyzed.

However, considering that Fan Xing is related to the Huaguo Water Curtain Group after all.

If only the Huaguo Water Curtain Group was willing to provide some good elixirs to cultivate the body.

I can barely walk again, but I'm not sure about the rest...

With the current cultivation medical technology, physical damage and bone fractures are not a big deal to cultivators.

What I fear most is actually nerve damage.

Even if Fan Xing can be rescued and regain the ability to walk, he will only become a cripple in the end.

There might even be problems with balance.

Not to mention flying with a sword, running is also a problem.

After simple identification and bandaging, the emergency doctor directed the people at the scene to finally dig out Fan Xing, who had been pressed under the bed for a long time, and carry him to a stretcher.

"Doctor, what happened to my young master?"

"I also want to ask you what's going on...why can the room look like a car accident scene even if you're asleep!"

The bodyguard looked aggrieved: "It seemed like a doorknob top. The nail fell. The young master didn't pay attention and stepped on the nail. Then he lost his balance due to severe pain and hit the bed, causing the whole bed to turn over..."

"Where is that door?" the doctor asked.

"When I kicked the door to save the young master, I accidentally stabbed him..." the bodyguard said.

"..."

The emergency doctor sighed, and then made a preliminary assessment of Fan Xing's injuries.

"The skull was shattered, and brain fluid mixed with blood seeped out from the cracks."

"The sole of the foot was pierced by a black iron nail, and there may be tetanus."

"The spine is compressed, causing intermittent shock."

"Because you fell to the ground all of a sudden, and the floor in the room is made of fine black stone and is extremely hard, your young master's knee was shattered."

"At the same time, there was also a rib that pierced the chest after being fractured, and was inexplicably inserted into the sac of the lower body..."

"What bag?"

"A man...what kind of bag can he have..."

When the emergency doctor said this, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

A rib can string together the contents of the bag like mutton skewers...

He had never seen such a magical operation.

Of course, this is not the end.

"The strangest thing is that there is cotton wadding in the mouth... I just took a quick look with the scanning tool. Some of the wadding is blocked in the lungs and stomach. Surgery needs to be performed as soon as possible."

"Then...then can my young master be saved..."

The bodyguards looked shocked.

If something big happened to Fan Xing, they might not be able to keep their jobs.

"This is also the strangest thing about me..."

The emergency doctor glanced at Fan Xing on the stretcher.

All of these injuries were not considered fatal, but when added together, they were enough to kill someone.

But the strangest thing is that Fan Xing is still breathing...

He is still living tenaciously...

When the ambulance arrived at Sun's villa, the emergency doctor already thought something was wrong. Because of the long distance, it took them a long time to get here.

According to the bodyguard's description, Fan Xing's injuries seemed to be very serious, and there should be no hope of treatment...

Who knows that even with such a serious injury, Fan Xing is still breathing.

"It seems everything is God's will."

At this time, the emergency doctor stared at Fan Xing and sighed in his heart.

He felt that Fan Xing was really lucky.

If it weren't for God's blessing, how could this man still be alive?

…

Fan Xing him walked peacefully.

He was sent out of the Sun family villa lying on a stretcher.

The accompanying bodyguards followed behind, crying and mourning.

In Lotus Sun's room, Zhuo Yi watched this scene from a distance, feeling as if Fan Xing was really dead.

"Senior Death Tiandao, is he really still alive?" Zhuo Yi looked in disbelief.

"Actually, rather than letting a person die, I am actually better at pressing the blood line. That is to keep people in a half-dead state."

Death Tiandao said: "There used to be an old saying that evil people will have their own destiny. This is actually true. For these evil people, I often come up with some blood pressure methods to let them die after suffering painful punishment... and These people usually end up committing suicide."

Lotus Sun and Zhuo Yi: "..."

Zhuo Yi: "Senior Sister Sun Rong, what should we do next?"

Lotus Sun: "The next thing is very simple. Please, Senior Zhuo, clean up everything in my room. Then find a secluded place to burn it for me together."

Zhuo Yi: "All burned?"

Lotus Sun thought about it carefully: "Ah! There are two things that cannot be burned!"

"What?"

"Just keep my wardrobe and desk for now."

It's not that the girl is reluctant, but there are some private clothes in the closet.

It seems a bit inappropriate to take this out and burn it in broad daylight...

As for the desk.

The textbooks left inside are secondary.

The girl just remembered the calligraphy she had secretly hidden before.

Wang Ling's handwriting is very beautiful.

She has been imitating it secretly.

Zhuo Yi is Wang Ling's apprentice.

How embarrassing it would be if Senior Zhuo Yi saw him imitating Wang Ling's calligraphy...

"What about the other things?"

"Burn them all and buy more."

"Okay..."

Zhuo Yi smiled bitterly. He is a rich man after all.

Use "Great Sacrifice Technique" in conjunction with the Way of Death.

Except for the two things that Sun Rong specified that were not burned, Zhuo Yi burned almost everything in the girl's room.

It was equivalent to moving Sun Rong's own room to the inner space of the Buddha's Golden Lotus.

"Do you want to burn a wifi?" Zhuo Yi asked.

"No need, Senior Zhuo, we can get network signals here." Sun Rong replied.

"..."

Zhuo Yi was stunned at first.

But it was not so strange after thinking about it.

This Buddha's Golden Lotus was originally something the monk left for himself to protect himself.

The monk probably also thought about surfing the Internet in the soul space.

These days, anything is fine, even if you die... you can't lose the Internet!

So this Buddha space also has a private wifi set up by Jin Deng himself, which can be automatically connected as long as you are in the space of Buddha Jinlian.

After restoring the Internet function, Sun Rong logged into her account.

Because she is the president of the student union, Sun Rong is the group owner of the campus group of No. 60 Middle School.

Regarding her matter, not to mention the class group, even the campus group has a very heated discussion.

However, Sun Rong did not rush to report safety to everyone.

Instead, like Wang Ling, she learned to peek at the screen...