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Chapter 239: Don't forget, you are a soldier

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(Sixth today)

When Captain Zheng said these words, everyone’s desperate eyes lit up again, as if they saw hope again, because at this moment, Jiang Minghao’s life and death are related to the lives of the Yang family’s father and daughter, of course. , It is more about whether Captain Zheng can leave the police station and be transferred to the Beijing Criminal Investigation Corps without regret. For Instructor Zheng, Jiang Minghao is whether his promise to his dead company commander can be fulfilled.

Wang Changxing looked at them one by one and shook his head helplessly. He is a Chinese medicine doctor. Although he is withdrawn, it is his duty to treat illnesses and save people. Especially for Jiang Minghao, a young, upright, and strong soldier with a sense of responsibility. In the bottom of my heart, why don't you want to cure this young child

However, Chinese medicine pays attention to hearing, hearing and inquiring. Those traumas are easy to deal with, but it is obvious that Jiang Minghao’s coma, and even the state of death, is definitely not because of this simple trauma, but at this time Jiang Minghao has no pulse at all. Determine which system is the problem with Jiang Minghao.

"Doctor Wang, don't shake your head!" Yang Hongren looked at Wang Changxing's helplessness and couldn't help asking:

"Doctor Wang, don't you know Jiulong's acupuncture skills? This acupuncture method is said to be able to summon the power of Jiulong and bring back the dead. Would you like to try it? After all, Jiang Minghao is for us..."

Yang Hongren didn't continue. He suddenly lowered his head, as if he regretted letting Along test Jiang Minghao and the others, but what he didn't expect was that Zhao Ritian couldn't wait to do it.

If it wasn't for temptation, Aaron would not be unconscious, and Instructor Zheng would not be injured, then how could these gangsters be so arrogant? Perhaps Aaron alone can dismiss them all, and it will not provoke such unbearable scenes, and it will not make Jiang Minghao struggle on the verge of life and death.

Seeing his father's sudden loss, Yang Liu seemed to see his father's mind. He gently took Yang Hongren's arm and comforted:

"Dad, don't blame yourself, I know you are not feeling well."

But the instructor Zheng, who had been kneeling down on his knees, heard Yang Hongren saying that the Jiulong acupuncture method can bring the dead to life. He immediately moved his knees on the ground and climbed in front of Wang Changxing. Without a word, he slammed on the ground. The moment his head touched the emerald green lawn, there was a muffled sound, and his forehead was bruised in an instant.

"Boy, what are you doing?"

Wang Changxing was completely shocked by the action of Instructor Zheng. He held instructor Zheng and stopped him from kowtow, while saying: "Child, you are trying to compromise the life of my old man. If there is a way, I He will definitely be saved, why are you doing this?"

"Doctor Wang!" Instructor Zheng's eyes were already red and swollen from crying. He was crying while choking and said: "Boss Yang just said that you can get back to life with the Jiulong acupuncture method, and you also ask Doctor Wang to give acupuncture treatment."

Seeing instructor Zheng begging, Wang Changxing sighed helplessly:

"Hey! The Jiulong acupuncture method really has the effect of resurrecting the dead, and the deeper the skill of the needle provider, the better the effect. Even if the patient has a trace of free breath, it can pull him back from the gate of ghosts, but... "

"But what?"

When Yang Hongren saw Wang Changxing hesitating, as if there was an unspeakable concealment, he simply asked, "Isn't Jiang Minghao still alive now? If you are like Doctor Wang, you should be able to pull Jiang Minghao from the gate... ·····"

"But this young man has already entered the ghost gate, how do you want me to pull it?" Wang Changxing interrupted Yang Hongren directly:

"There are two vital signs of a person. One is heartbeat and pulse, but breathing. Now Jiang Minghao has completely lost his heartbeat, and as you said, his heartbeat has stopped for at least three days. The complete disappearance of his breath means that Jiang Minghao will never stand up again!"

When Zheng Yong heard Wang Changxing’s words, it seemed that all the defenses and preparations in his heart had completely collapsed. He suddenly bent his back and buried his entire head in the lawn, and finally cried out in pain, the weak and weak. The fist hit the ground fiercely over and over again.

He blamed himself, blamed himself for not stopping Jiang Minghao, blamed himself for not fighting with Jiang Minghao, but all the blame can no longer save Jiang Minghao's life.

Captain Zheng on the side looked at Instructor Zheng in such a frantic and painful manner, and pulled him back, and persuaded Instructor Zheng: "Xiao Zheng, calm down, Brother Zheng is here, don't worry, I will definitely dispose of Zhao Ritian, this dog. Pull it out and bring it to justice..."

"roll·······"

Before Captain Zheng could finish speaking, instructor Zheng suddenly turned his face and yelled at him with a crying voice. The painful face was full of blue veins, as if at any moment. The python that rushed out of the flesh and killed the master.

"Hey, Zheng Yong, what's going crazy with your kid?" Captain Zheng called his name directly and cursed like a veteran:

"You kid wake me up, don't forget, you are a soldier, suffering, and despair. It can only be the motivation for you to continue fighting, not the pressure to break you down." Captain Zheng said, suddenly raising his right hand. Called towards the face of instructor Zheng.

"Snapped·······"

This slap was like the roar of firecrackers, which sounded in the ears of Instructor Zheng, and the hot face made him slowly wake up, but there was a trace of hatred and anger in the painful and desperate eyes, and he died to death. Staring at Captain Zheng, his aura suddenly increased, as if he was an angry lion, he might open his mouth at any time and swallow the opponent in one mouthful.

"hiss·······"

Seeing this scene, Yang Liu couldn't help taking a breath of air. He covered his mouth tightly with his right hand, for fear that he would disturb the two men in front of him, whether it was Captain Zheng hitting instructor Zheng or Zheng. The angry and murderous look in the instructor's eyes made her terrified. He seemed to have transferred all the anger of Jiang Minghao's death to his captain. Yang Liu could feel it. Instructor Zheng blamed Captain Zheng for not staying with Jiang Minghao. Fighting, but choosing to hide in the basement and protect other people, only to kill Jiang Minghao.

But in the face of instructor Zheng’s killing, Captain Zheng did not shy away from the bloodthirsty eyes and momentum. Instead, he stared at the soldier with the same name and surname in front of him resolutely, as if at that moment, the two could be possible at any time. Fight together, fight you to death.

At this moment, Wang Changxing suddenly let out a surprised sigh: "Huh?"

The exclamation of the holy sword attracted everyone’s attention. They all looked at Wang Changxing suspiciously, but Wang Changxing’s eyes stared at Jiang Minghao’s slightly opened mouth. He did not notice the suspicious eyes around him. He couldn't help taking out a metal tongue depressor from the medicine box he carried with him, and walked to Jiang Minghao's side with a look of surprise.

I saw him slowly stuffing the tongue depressor in his hand into Jiang Minghao’s mouth, gently prying open his upper and lower teeth to observe, his face showed a trace of dignity, as if trying to think hard in his mind. Some knowledge, to explain the strange phenomenon that you see.

Everyone consciously silenced the sound at this moment, and even their breathing was deliberately slowed down, for fear that it would affect Wang Changxing's thinking and judgment. Even the two angry bulls like Captain Zheng and Instructor Zheng gradually calmed down. After coming down, he looked at Wang Changxing anxiously, expecting a miracle to happen.

"Doctor Wang, what's the matter?"

Yang Hongren tiptoedly walked behind Wang Changxing, and asked softly, he could not wait to know the result, if Jiang Minghao could not be saved, then he still hoped that Wang Changxing could turn to save Aaron, at least there is Aaron, he Can still feel a touch of comfort.

"Tsk tsk······weird·······tsk tsk·······weird········

Wang Changxing didn’t say anything. He just tweeted and repeated the strange two people to himself. On the contrary, it made people confused, as if he had encountered a miracle he had never seen in his life, but Yang Hongren was still Can't help but stretch out his hand to probe Jiang Minghao's breath.

But when Yang Hongren’s fingers were about to touch Jiang Minghao’s nostrils, the doubtful look on his face was instantly replaced by disappointment, especially when everyone’s expectant eyes turned to look at him, Yang Hongren still shook helplessly. He shook his head, as if Wang Changxing's current performance was just playing mystery.

"Hey·······"

Yang Hongren sighed helplessly, and he arched his hand towards Wang Changxing: "Doctor Wang, the dead is dead, I hope that Doctor Wang can save my brother Aaron. After all, he still has a living... ·"

"What's the urgency?" Wang Changxing interrupted Yang Hongren's words directly, unexpectedly, and yelled at him: "That guy was only injured, and his old wounds are hard to heal. He can't be cured for a while, of course, he is also dead. No, wait until I finish what I have on hand."

This time, Wang Changxing showed his stubborn temper at a glance. He stared at Jiang Minghao's mouth clenuously, as if observing something new and strange. Suddenly, the anger on his face was originally caused by Yang Hongren's interruption. It disappeared in an instant, and turned into joy and surprise, but it was more evil like a demon possessed. He suddenly turned around and stared at the willow with an old satyr-like eyes. The corners of his mouth still showed a trace of evil inadvertently. His smile, as if possessed by a demon, looked at Yang Liu's hair and goose bumps.

"Wang·······Doctor Wang!" Yang Liu looked at Wang Changxing's squinted eyes in fear and asked: "Why...what's the matter? I have...yes on my face Something?"