Host, there is medicine in your space, have you forgotten? There is medicine!
They now have three space grids, one for the sword, one for the silver needle, and another for a small medicine box.
It remembered that there was a box of life-saving pills made with precious medicinal materials such as century-old wild ginseng.
Su Qiao was so panicked that he actually forgot about this matter.
After Xiao Si's reminder, she hurriedly took out the medicine.
Gao Jinghui had already fainted at this time.
Su Qiao hurriedly sprinkled hemostatic medicine on the wound, and poured two life-saving pills and stuffed them under his tongue.
On the other side, Wang Jun was protected by two men and hid behind a hillside.
"Uncle Xiaokang!" Wang Jun looked in the direction of Su Qiao and the others anxiously.
He smelled a strong smell of blood, and someone among them must be injured.
"Xiaojun, lie down here and don't move."
After pressing his head down, Uncle Kang took another brother and took a detour to the woods in front.
Wang Jun lay there for a while, but he couldn't stay there any longer, so he rolled towards the hillside on Su Qiao's side.
When he saw Gao Jinghui lying in a pool of blood, he was stunned for a moment.
"Don't just stand there, come down the mountain with me and drive your dad's car to the hospital."
Su Qiao carried the unconscious Gao Jinghui on his back, asked Xiao Si to show the way, and rushed down the mountain.
Wang Jun reacted and hurriedly chased after him.
Fortunately, Wang Hai's car was parked at the foot of the mountain.
The hospital in the town was very simple and could not perform surgery at all, so she could only grit her teeth and rush to the county town.
Su Qiao drove the car almost flying and finally arrived at the county people's hospital after forty minutes.
The doctor in the emergency room checked the wound, probed the heart with a stethoscope, and shook his head with regret: "It's too late, there's no hope of saving him. Prepare for his funeral."
"Xiao Qiao..."
Wang Jun had calmed down by now and wanted to comfort Su Qiao.
Su Qiao's face was frighteningly gloomy. He picked up the person and rushed into the surgical operating room.
"Can I borrow your operating room?"
The doctor in the operating room quickly stopped him, "Uh, what are you doing?"
"Get out!" Su Qiao kicked open the door of one of the empty operating rooms.
“You can’t go in… You can’t go in…” Several medical staff rushed over to stop them.
Liu Tiezhu had just come up with his lunch and when he heard the noise he leaned over to take a look.
Unexpectedly, I saw Su Qiao covered in blood.
The skinny little girl was holding a strong boy in her arms.
He paused, then quickly ran over to help stop several doctors:
"Doctor, this little girl is a very good surgeon. Last time, my son's leg was broken, and she helped to reconnect it. Otherwise, my son would never be able to stand up again."
Seeing him blocking it, one of the doctors was furious: "This is nonsense! How old is that little girl? You are such a great surgeon, are you crazy?"
Liu Tiezhu said hurriedly: "Doctor, I really didn't fool you. If you don't believe me, just call your dean or Professor Du.
They were all there during the operation, and Professor Du personally oversaw the operation."
They discussed it for a long time afterwards, but when they finally tried to find Su Qiao, he had disappeared.
Su Qiao had also warned him about this, so he didn't dare to reveal any information.
Several doctors were skeptical, and a nurse quickly ran to the nurses' station to make a phone call.
Su Qiao, who forced his way into the operating room, was terrifyingly calm at this moment.
She knew that only if she stayed calm could she save him.