Chapter 354

355. Chapter 351: Bad News and Good News

In the emergency room, the little nurse pushed the cart from outside with a pale face. A doctor who was resting walked to her side, picked up some medicine on the cart, and sent it to the side of the operating table.

"Are those people still there?"

The little nurse nodded, "More people have come. Should we call the police?"

The doctor responsible for emergency rescue who was transferred from another hospital was not very familiar with them, but at this time he clearly also wanted to say something to ease the tense atmosphere.

Sometimes it's too tense, and mistakes will be made.

"They are just friends of the patient, why call the police?"

While he was speaking, he directed his assistant to hand some tools to himself.

Mo Lisi was lying in front of him, with windows opened in his chest and abdomen. He was hit by twelve bullets in his body, some on his legs, some on his body, and has been in a dying state.

Now the bullet heads are basically all taken out, but the remaining things have become more and more troublesome.

First, the doctor has to deal with those internal organs hit by bullets, clean up those rotten meat and tissues, and then deal with the wounds and finally sew them up.

This surgery is very complicated, involving multiple organs, even if it is just debridement and suturing, it is not something he can complete alone.

So there are a total of three surgeons performing surgery on Mo Lisi at the same time.

Mo Lisi is very young and has a chance to hold on. Whether it is him or the doctors, they are racing against death.

Now the earlier the surgery ends, the greater the chance of Mo Lisi surviving, but they all have a judgment on Mo Lisi's situation.

Even if he survives, he will be sickly. The most serious thing is the two gunshot wounds in the lungs, which will accompany him for a lifetime.

Even if he holds on, he will lose the qualification for strenuous activity in the future. Even if he just goes up a few more floors, he may be out of breath.

Things like intestines being broken are the lightest injuries now. Of course, cleaning up digestive juice and intestinal juice is also a troublesome thing, and we must also think of ways to avoid infection.

On the other side of the operating table lies Mo Lisi's father. The doctors have stopped the rescue and used a white cloth to cover his corpse.

"Thirty-one shots, all hit on the back."

"He should be this young man's father. He used his life to exchange for the opportunity for this young man to survive."

"This is a father!"

The doctor responsible for rescuing Mo Lisi's father sighed. Although he didn't know the specific situation at the time, he could perform a simple analysis through these injuries.

The people who tried to kill them rushed to their front, and then this old man threw himself on the young man, helping him block most of the damage.

"I'm a bit tired.", a surgeon who was performing surgery on Mo Lisi shouted, and immediately a doctor came to take over.

The doctor responsible for the entire rescue plan handled the two gunshot wounds on the left lung lobe of Mo Lisi and took a step back, "You continue to deal with other wounds, I'll go out and talk to the patient's family."

He personally pushed the corpse of Mo Lisi's father out of the operating room. Lanse stood up all of a sudden. He walked to the side of the cart, a bit hesitant.

"It's that old man.", the doctor took the initiative to say, which made Lanse let out a sigh of relief.

Although this guy is Mo Lisi's father, from Lanse's perspective, he had no contact with this old man, so he couldn't talk about any feelings.

"Mo Lisi... how is the situation of the remaining one?"

The doctor asked the nurse to push the cart to the morgue. The corpse will be put into the freezer there, waiting for the police station or the deceased's family to confirm that there is no need to confirm again, and the death of the deceased does not involve any cases.

Then a funeral can be held, or it can be cremated directly.

However, there are not many people who are cremated. In this era, people always believe that only by being buried in the soil can they go to heaven.

After all, under the influence of long religious civilization, people always firmly believe in one point: only heretics will be purified!

Yes, cremation was called "purification ceremony" in the past. Which good family would be cremated? They were all buried.

The doctor and Lanse walked outside the corridor, "The situation of that young man is also very bad. I don't know if letting him survive is a cruel thing for him."

Lanse lit a cigarette, signaling him to continue.

"His lung lobes were hit with three holes. Breathing and movement will be very troublesome in the future. He will feel out of breath just by moving a little."

"The intestines were broken in two places. There may be a risk of infection. The wound itself is actually no problem."

"We cut off a part of his intestines and stomach. His diet needs attention for a period of time in the future."

"In addition, his liver was also partially removed. The bullet rolled on his liver. We really couldn't clean it up. There is also the right kidney, which was also penetrated. We had to remove it."

"His legs were also hit by many shots. He might limp a little when walking in the future."

Lanse couldn't help but ask, "All bad news, then is there any good news?"

The doctor nodded, "The good news is that he may be able to survive. This is the best news, isn't it?"

Lanse couldn't refute for a while, but this was indeed a very, very precious good news for Mo Lisi, but he didn't know what to say at this time, so he could only be in a daze for a while.

"Hope he also thinks this is good news."

The doctor was not too optimistic, "What I said is possible, not that he will definitely survive. The only thing we can do is try our best to help him achieve this goal."

"In addition, the equipment and technology of the hospital here are too bad. My suggestion is to transfer to the one in the city center. We have experienced doctors and perfect guarantee measures..."

Lanse sighed, threw away the cigarette, stretched out his hand and shook hands with the doctor, "Anyway, thank you for being able to rush over."

He waved to Meiluo, "You talk to my friend about how much money is needed, and he will pay the money."

"In addition, I accept your transfer plan, you see how to arrange it, but I have a premise, which is to ensure that he cannot have an accident!"

Lanse let go of his hand, let Meiluo connect with him, and then returned to the corridor. He stomped his feet and walked toward the outside. First, a few people followed, and then most people followed out.

"Call Enio and tell him about Mo Lisi.", Lanse gave an instruction.

Enio and Mo Lisi are the best friends. They are like brothers without blood relationship. After all, they grew up together, and their relationship is much closer than ordinary relatives.

If you don't tell him now, he will only complain about Lanse and complain about others, so it is better to tell him early.

"I know, I'll have someone call."

Lanse lit a cigarette again. In fact, the cigarette he lights every time cannot be smoked for three or five puffs, but if he doesn't light a cigarette, he feels that something is missing in his hand.

"Collect a bit of interest from them first.", Lanse exhaled smoke, looking at the dark sky.

The professor is in a very happy mood at this time. His eyes moved from the dark sky outside the window and placed on the people in the room.

This is an experience he could never feel when he was a teacher.

The students didn't respect him, and some naughty ones even played pranks on him. He couldn't feel the dignity of being a teacher at all when he was a teacher at school, only helplessness.

But now, it's different. These people trust him very much, which gave him great satisfaction, "Lanse has a fatal shortcoming, which is that he cares very much about the friendship between brothers."

The professor sat on the sofa, holding a wine glass, shaking it gently. Some senior cadres of the Wolf Gang and Wolf were here. They attacked Burton and Mo Lisi at almost the same time, achieved good results, and had no major losses. It can be said that this was a huge success.

This also made them admire the professor even more, because these were all the professor's plans.

At this time, no matter what the professor said, they all thought the professor was right.

"I don't know if he is pretending, or if he is really like this, but as long as it is a person who cares about brotherhood, when facing this situation, he cannot be conservative."

"Even if he is not aggressive enough, it will make people feel perhaps...", the professor pursed his lips and shook his head, "... will feel that he may not care about his brothers as much as people imagine."

"I heard Mo Lisi is still in rescue, life or death unknown, he must do something."

"You say, at this time, what will he most likely do?"

Wolf scratched his head, "If I were him, I would take people over and go to war with us,"

The professor looked at Wolf with appreciative eyes. Although this idiot had no brain most of the time, he was right this time.

"I just want to stimulate Lanse. If he wants to show his brotherhood, he will definitely come to retaliate against us."

"So I asked you to concentrate people today, waiting for them to send themselves to the door!"

"The people above have always felt that we have no progress. What does he know?"

"If we cross the district to deal with Lanse, even if we pull out his two eyes now, we still don't occupy an advantage."

"But conversely, if we let them attack us, then we belong to the side with the advantage."

"As long as they enter the port area, even if we can't eliminate them today, we can make them suffer heavy losses and no longer have the qualification to compete with us."

"The only way left for them is to flee."

"New Jincheng is very beautiful!", the professor picked up the wine glass and took a sip. After the wine was swallowed by him, he also licked his lips, "The first time I came here, I fell in love with this place."

"So, no matter what, I will not leave."

"Since we don't leave, then someone must leave!"

He looked at Wolf, "Be a wolf king, lead all the wolf cubs, and tear apart all the prey!"

The Wolf Gang headquarters tonight is a huge trap. They arranged a large number of gunmen around. As long as Lanse's people come over, they will inevitably be beaten into a sieve!

And the professor thinks they have to come!

The rest, just need to wait quietly!

Lanse at this time is indeed reorganizing people and arranging for the distribution of weapons.

He cannot take everyone away. In case the Wolf Gang comes to sneak attack on the headquarters, what is lost is not just manpower, wealth, but face.

So some people must stay at the headquarters just in case.

Aerwen appeared a bit worried, "They might be waiting for us."

Lanse stood outside the company gate and nodded, "I know."

This made Aerwen more worried. He was afraid that Lanse was blinded by hatred, "Should we figure out the situation before taking action?"

Lanse's eyes fell on him, "I didn't say I was going to the port area to fight them head-on. Within the Imperial District, there is still a batch of Wolf Gang people."

Aerwen then reacted, "You mean... the Wolf Gang members on Qiaobafu's side?"

Lanse nodded, "They are also core members of the Wolf Gang. They think they can stop me on Qiaobafu's side."

"And their bar..."

Hearing this, Aerwen let go of his heart. He found Hailamu and simply talked about it. Hailamu also let go of his heart.

At 9:40 in the evening, Qiaobafu was still looking at materials. As it got closer to October, the municipal councilor election was about to officially begin.

His winning rate is limited. He has to find a way to pull up the support rate as soon as possible in the last month or so.

The noise suddenly coming from downstairs made him frown. These people in the Wolf Gang are very rude.

He convinced himself that these rude people are at the very bottom of society, and they are just like this. If they become not rude, it would appear a bit abnormal.

But... they are too noisy!

If only someone could make these people quiet, how good would that be?

He put down the document in his hand, looked at the dark night sky outside the window, recalling every thing in the past. In this late night when people are not quiet and appear lonely, he thought of his wife.

Thought of many things, and also thought of regret.

Regret is an emotion that everyone will have. After people walk a distance forward, they will have more or less regret for every choice on this road they walked.

"I should have chosen this way."

"I should have chosen that way."

When the harvested fruit is not sweet enough, or perhaps it could have been sweeter, people will regret, be annoyed, and even remorseful.

Qiaobafu was also very regretful. Why was he deceived onto the ship by the mayor with a few words, using a "municipal councilor" and "high society"?

If he... chose Lanse's suggestion at the beginning, burned the warehouse with a fire, and only acted as a bitch instead of acting as a dog, would there be another scene?

He didn't know. People made choices and couldn't do it again, so they could only bite the bullet and walk on.

This is a terrible journey. He is not just physically exhausted, but his heart is also exhausted.

The tranquility of the night sky in the distance was suddenly destroyed by dense gunfire. He looked at the direction the gunfire came from and was a bit dazed.

All night, there was gunfire everywhere. Either it rang on this side, or it rang on that side, and there was even a short explosion. The city seemed to have lost all order!

Police cars were patrolling back and forth on the street like crazy, but they still couldn't stop various crimes from happening.

He suddenly felt a deep disappointment and even disgust for the mayor and the locals.

He stood up and left the study. He was going to rest.

If he stayed in the study for a while longer, he would find that a row of car lights stopped outside his villa and turned off the car lights.

At this time, in the villa's first-floor lobby, Wolf Gang people were still chatting loudly and wantonly.

The table in the living room was full of various meat products, and the corner was full of wine bottles.

During the period of working here for Qiaobafu, it was the happiest thing for this group of people.

The leader here is two senior cadres, a total of more than thirty people, divided into two teams.

One team has fewer people and is usually responsible for Qiaobafu's personal safety, and the other team has more people and is responsible for the safety of various election activities.

If there are no such activities, they will eat and drink here, anyway, they don't need their money.

Two senior cadres were discussing the sudden action against the Lanse family today, "In fact, it's not just us taking action, the Bear Gang also took action, everyone else took action. Listen to the gunfire outside, the whole city is in chaos!"

His face still had the flush left by the excitement after alcohol stimulation, and the surrounding gang members also cheered one after another, which gave him more desire to confide!

"After we finish off the Lanse family, we will occupy the territory of two districts, and then we can exert pressure on Pulisiya."

"The gangs over there are not very good, whether it is from strength or financial resources. By then, we will definitely be able to take down another district."

"Brothers, eleven administrative districts, take down three districts. When the five major families were at their peak, I'm afraid it was just like this!"

"The era is about to change. This time, whether it is the three major families, four major families, or five major families, there is a place for our Wolf Gang!"

"Cheers!"

A large group of people held up their wine glasses high, whether sitting or standing. The whole hall exuded a strange smell. It wasn't smelly, but it was a bit smelly.

He held up his wine glass high and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. Under the stimulation of alcohol, he felt unprecedented happiness and laughed loudly!

When people laugh loudly, most people subconsciously close their eyes or squint their eyes.

When he laughed for a while, raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and opened his eyes again, the smile on his face froze in an instant.

The next second, his whole head suddenly threw backward, and a blood hole in his forehead made everyone's wine wake up in an instant!

Hailamu held a submachine gun outside, aimed at the inside through the glass, and pulled the trigger to the end. Not only him, almost everyone was like this.

The bullets formed a storm that destroyed everything in the hall!

Everywhere was splashed blood or splashed wood chips, furniture, walls, decorations... even people were beaten into a sieve!

These people couldn't organize any counterattack at all!

Thirty or forty seconds later, the entire hall was like encountering a baptism of some terrible power and became a ruin.

Hailamu walked into the room, took out a pistol and stepped on the corpses on the ground. He wanted to return everything Mo Lisi experienced to these people intact!

At the same time, in the bar that the Wolf Gang was still renovating, several gang members who stayed here were also chatting.

They are used to staying up late. Even if there is nothing here, as long as there is a little wine and a little food, they can chat and drink until late at night.

"Did you smell anything?"

Someone asked suddenly.

If you drink too much, your reaction will become slow. Several others sniffed one after another.

At first, they didn't find any smell, but after carefully distinguishing for a while, everyone smelled a strong smell of gasoline.

"Did the car leak oil?"

Sometimes those old cars will leak oil. After all, various technologies in this period are not developed enough. It is normal for oil circuits and engines to leak oil for some reason.

Someone stood up staggeringly. He intended to check the situation. After all, oil leakage is a very dangerous thing.

But he hadn't walked a few steps before he found thick smoke outside, drilling into the house from under the door crack.

He subconsciously opened the door, and the rolling thick smoke rolled in from the outside in an instant, and everyone was awakened by fright in an instant!

Strands of heat waves accompanied by smoke made people feel fear for the world outside the house. The harm caused by thick smoke at this time is more terrible than open fire!

Although flames will burn people's bodies, as long as you are not stupid enough to let the fire burn or point it, there is always a place to hide.

But thick smoke is different. It first makes people unable to see the way to escape, and then inhaling too much thick smoke will lead to fainting.

Fainting at the fire scene...

People in the room ran toward the outside in a panic. At this time, their brains were completely blank and they didn't know where to run at all, so they could only subconsciously find a way out according to their vague memories.

Some people found the direction of the main door and rushed toward the main door, but the main door was locked from the outside. The flames had begun to erode the whole house, and fire began to appear everywhere.

They ran toward the stairs again. As long as they could run to the second or third floor and jump out, they could survive.

They couldn't care about others anymore. There was only the thought of letting themselves survive in their brains.

Someone rushed to a room on the second floor first. He vaguely saw the outline of the window. The oxygen outside the house was swept by high temperature and poured into the room, making the area not have so much thick smoke.

This person accelerated his speed and ran in the flames, leaped hard toward the outside, and the whole person flew out sideways and fell heavily to the ground.

He didn't show a painful expression because of the fall. His face was full of joy of surviving a disaster. He looked back at the house swallowed by the raging fire and even wanted to laugh out loud.

But the sound of footsteps disturbed his expression of emotion.

He turned his head and saw a pair of legs walking in front of him, and then his eyes followed the pair of legs all the way up. He saw a pistol and a person holding a pistol.

The pitch-black muzzle was aimed at him. He raised his head and looked at the person. The flames crackled and burned, illuminating the person's cold face and destroying all his hope of life.

"Shit!"

Ding-a-ling...

The phone in front of Lanse rang suddenly. He reached out and answered immediately, "This is Lanse."

"Mr. Lanse?"

"I have good news, your friend Mr. Mo Lisi, he held on until all the surgeries were finished."