In the room, Uncle Da and three people were sitting at the dining table, and the table was full of dishes.
Thirteenth sister ate a shrimp secretly and squinted her eyes like a little fox.
Arun was a little absent-minded and looked at the door frequently.
After Uncle Da set the table, he fell into a state of boasting. After bragging about his cooking skills, he automatically jumped to the thrilling scene when he was undercover, regardless of whether anyone took over.
He added three layers of filters to his real experience, and borrowed the plot from Mission: Impossible Zero-07 to present a thrilling story with twists and turns to the two juniors.
Just as he was spitting, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Arun stood up suddenly and ran all the way to the door, complaining a little.
"Mom, why did you come here at this time? I'm already hungry!"
"It's raining! You can't come here in the rain, right?" Aunt Fang glanced at her daughter with a smile, nodded to Uncle Da and his daughter, handed over the bag and said: "Since it is a celebration party, of course there must be champagne, let's go to the kitchen Get a screwdriver and let’s taste it too!”
"good!"
Arun responded and took the bag, but did not leave. Instead, he stretched his neck and looked out the door.
Aunt Fang closed the door and said, "Don't look any further! Xiao Ning suddenly answered the phone and said it was urgent, so he left first so that we didn't have to wait for him!"
Thirteenth sister raised her head sharply: "Emergency? What's the emergency?"
"He didn't say anything. He just said that we don't have to wait for him. He should try his best to come back as soon as possible!"
Arun was a little disappointed and carried the bag into the kitchen.
Uncle Da was slightly dissatisfied: "What a brat! It's a celebration party tonight! What can't be postponed?"
"What do you know? It's always good for young people to be busy with their careers. Are you like you, who have been hanging out on the streets all your life, and when you are about to retire, you inexplicably go to work as an undercover agent?"
Aunt Fang rolled her eyes.
Uncle Da was choked and speechless.
Aunt Fang ignored him and sat down directly. She picked up the chopsticks and tasted it. She nodded and said, "Anyway, my cooking skills have improved a little!"
"That's right! I just said I have talent!"
Uncle Da became proud again and forgot about what had just happened. He rubbed his nose and said, "I remember back when Lei Luo was still running rampant on Hong Kong Island, I opened a late-night stall selling fried rice, and I also talked to Jin Yulou's Master Luo has set up a table for a Manchu-Han banquet, you know? We have also done it, and our cooking skills are definitely good!"
"Okay! I said you were fat and you started to pant! Stop bragging and grab a cup quickly. Don't you see that the children are hungry?"
Aunt Fang rolled her eyes at him and was too lazy to pay attention to this big talker. She called Arun who came back to sit down.
Uncle Da chuckled, took the champagne and poured it around, raised the glass and said: "Then eat, cheers!"
"cheers!"
Thirteenth sister was the first to respond, downing the champagne in one gulp, then eagerly picked up a chicken leg and ate it.
Several people chatted and laughed, each talking about his or her own affairs, and the atmosphere gradually became lively.
When there was no one to cheer him up, Uncle Da would be vomiting. When the old friend Aunt Fang appeared, he naturally talked even more energetically.
Not only did he add causes and consequences to the undercover world, but he also added a character biography to every policeman he met.
It sounds like he is the chief inspector.
Aunt Fang listened with a smile, and from time to time punctured the over-inflated balloon with a painting to prevent the boastful bull from flying into the sky.
During the period, I also asked about the legendary experience of Thirteenth Sister, and I couldn't help but marvel.
Arun was still a little emotional at first, but as the chat gradually dissipated, he became happy again.
Aunt Fang remained calm. Seeing that the time was right, she interrupted abruptly: "When are you two going to get married?"
As soon as the words came out, Arun's face turned red instantly.
"Mom, what are you talking about?"
"What are you talking about? Your marriage is a big deal! You will be twenty after the Chinese New Year. It's time to think about this. Or are you saying you don't like Xiao Ning? Are you just playing with him?" Aunt Fang narrowed her eyes.
Arun blushed and said nothing.
Uncle Da laughed, but Thirteenth Sister didn't think there was anything wrong. While eating, she said, "It doesn't make any difference whether we are married or not, they both live together!"
"Little sister!" Arun's eyes widened, wondering which end of the spectrum are you from?
Aunt Fang said: "You don't have to stare! Since I don't object, then I will make the decision on this matter! I will discuss it with Xiao Ning later and try to get the wedding done before the year.
You also know that your mother’s body is not as good as every year even after surgery. If you have the baby earlier, I can help you look after it. If it’s too late, he can only look after me! "
"Bah, bah, bah!" Uncle Da frowned and said, "Why are you saying this for no reason?"
Aunt Fang ignored him and saw that Arun lowered her head and did not object. She smiled and said, "Okay, my fault! I'll punish myself with a drink!"
She picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp, never mentioning the marriage again.
Arun knew, however, that her mother had a strong character and would never change her mind about fighting.
She felt a little complicated, and even she couldn't tell if she was resisting, but the thought of getting married always felt very far away.
Are you getting married now?
Thirteenth sister didn't feel it at all. In her opinion, her two good friends were already married. Whether or not the wedding was held was just a ceremony. It didn't matter!
But it’s good to get married. When the time comes, he can invite his brothers from the Phoenix Hall to support the occasion. It will definitely be lively!
The Thirteenth Sister couldn't help but grin as she fantasized about showing off her power with a large number of people.
Gao Ning had no idea what he had missed. He drove slowly along the way, followed the position displayed by the positioning, and came to the downstairs of an apartment.
He glanced at the location where he was looking and confirmed that the floor was not high. He turned around and looked at several nearby buildings. He chose a place with a wider viewing angle and a more suitable height and distance and walked over.
…
The boss hugged Nameless Doe and hurried back home.
Even though simple treatment had been done and the wound continued to be pressed, there were still signs of excessive blood loss in the nameless person.
At the very least, under the feeling of the boss, Nameless Doe's body temperature dropped sharply.
And her face is also shockingly white!
It's not like I've never seen a colleague who was shot before, and I've never been so panicked.
There aren't many serious crime divisions, but there are a lot of gunfights. If there's not one fight every week, something feels wrong.
He didn't feel anything bad before, but today, he always felt a kind of fear from the bottom of his heart.
"Hold on! Don't sleep! Don't sleep! I'll get the medicine box right away!"
After placing Nameless Doe on the sofa, the boss rushed into the bedroom with blood on his hands and pulled out the medicine box from the bedside table.
The feeling of being shot is very bad. Even though Anonymous has a special constitution, he doesn't like the feeling of being shot!
But this wasn't the first time, she was more experienced.
The period of severe pain has passed, and the wound has gradually become numb.
This phenomenon was not good, but it allowed her to regain some of her fighting strength.
Looking at the boss's busy back, Wumingshi felt a warm current in her heart, but she didn't know what it was, she just felt very comfortable.
She subconsciously touched the back of her waist and found that the dagger was still there, but the position had changed slightly. However, it was not a big problem. If an accident happened, she could still pull out the dagger within a few tenths of a second.
"I'm coming!"
The boss hurriedly ran out, put the medicine box on the coffee table and stir-fried it for a while. Suddenly he found a small box, and his face suddenly glowed with joy.
"I found it. This is the most effective painkiller I bought last time my grandpa had a gout attack. It can inhibit the conduction of nerve pain. You take two tablets first. I will go find something to grind two tablets and sprinkle them on your wound. It will be gone in a few minutes. You can take out the bullets!”
The boss showed the small box to Anonymous, then turned around to get a glass of water. Two white pills popped out of it and brought them to her mouth.
Anonymous looked at him, unmoved.
The boss was a little anxious: "Eat quickly. If you don't eat, you can't operate. Your wound can't be delayed any longer!"
"Who are you?"
This was the first time Nameless Doe spoke tonight. Even though he had lost too much blood and his voice was slightly hoarse, it was still very pleasant to the boss's ears.
Although he was pleasantly surprised that Nameless Doe finally spoke to him, the content made his heart skip a beat.
Seeing his silence, Wumingshi took a deep look at him and unexpectedly opened his mouth without asking any more questions.
The boss felt like she was being pardoned, and quickly put the medicine into her mouth, and then carefully gave her water.
He poured out two more pieces, ground them into powder with a razor blade, tore open the clothes next to the wound of Nameless Doe, and sprinkled the powder on it.
After doing this, the boss breathed a sigh of relief.
Turn around and take out the forceps, scalpel, surgical needle and thread from the medicine box.
He threw these things into the iron box, filled them with alcohol and soaked them. Then he took out a new towel, rolled it into a ball and brought it to Nameless's mouth, gesturing for her to bite it.
"After all, this is not a professional anesthetic. There will still be some residual pain. Just bear with it for a while. It will pass soon!"
The boss said it very sincerely.
Anonymous looked at him intently for a few seconds, then opened his mouth and bit it in cooperation.
The boss smiled, took out the scissors, cut the clothes around the wound to the size of a palm, briefly illuminated the wound with a strong flashlight, and gently poked the surrounding flesh with tweezers. Seeing the nameless person, he just raised his eyebrows and said Without saying a word, he gritted his teeth and wiped it with a cotton ball dipped in alcohol.
After all, he is not a professional doctor. Although he knows the procedure and has learned first aid, he is inevitably clumsy in the operation.
After trying several times, he managed to open the wound, and tried hard to reach down with the bottle pliers, trying to find the bullet at the end.
He could feel Nameless's body tightening obviously, it should be painful, but her face remained expressionless.
Time passed by, and the tweezers searched for more than two minutes in the wound before they managed to clamp a piece of metal. The boss felt happy and hurriedly pulled it out carefully.
A copper warhead appeared in front of him.
Bang!
But they all fell into the copper plate, and the boss breathed a sigh of relief.
"The warhead has been taken out, and the suturing will be quick. Please bear with it a little longer!"
Anonymous looked at him without saying anything, but his brows felt a little relaxed.
He turned around to thread the surgical needle, and suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and a sharp dagger was pressed against the aorta.
He stiffened slightly, "You...what do you mean?"
Anonymous spit out the towel in his mouth and said indifferently: "Why did you save me? Who are you?"
