"Why don't you bear it? Wait for a while and the plane will come down and let the black charcoal be treated for you?" Wu Xing said hesitantly.

"When will the plane fall?" Guan Fei asked gritted his teeth.

"According to the rules, we have to investigate around one round, confirm that there is no threat, and then find a place to land. It's almost half an hour?" Wu Xing calculated the time and said.

"Wu Xing, believe it or not, I will deduct your bonus! Hurry up and find a way for me!" Guan Fei was powerless to complain, and his attention was now completely focused on the bullet on his butt, and it felt even more painful.

"We still have bonuses? Didn't you hear Li Tou say it when he came out?" Wu Xing said in a daze.

"Uncle!" Guan Fei cursed, fumbled to dig out the bullet, but overestimated his patience. He shivered in pain as soon as his finger touched the edge of the wound. He quickly withdrew his hand and said to Wu Xing gritting his teeth: "Help me pick out the bullet, I will give you a bonus of 50,000 yuan!"

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll ask if the cripple still has any medical bags." Wu Xing smiled and was about to turn over and get out of the car when he saw the cripple's honest face.

"What's the situation? Why do I hear the boss cursing in the cab? What trouble did you have?" the cripple man leaned his head and asked curiously.

"It's not me, the boss was jumped and bitten on his butt. He was cursing now. Do you have a first aid kit? The bullet is still stuck in the flesh." Wu Xing explained briefly.

"Yes, I'll get it for you." When the cripple heard that Guan Fei was injured, he turned around and walked towards the cab.

"Forget it, go and show it to the boss, I'll get it." Wu Xing jumped out of the car and stopped the cripple.

The cripple got into the carriage and came to Guan Fei. Guan Fei was lying on the pile of raw stones and humming in pain.

"Boss?" the cripple asked tentatively.

"Old Zhao, hurry up and help me take off the bullet on my butt. XX hurts so much!" Guan Fei said quickly when he heard the cripple's voice.

"Wait a minute, I'll take a look first." The cripple took out his cell phone and looked at it with a flashlight, frowned and said, "Boss, you are too lucky. Now it's better to bear it first. The warhead exploded during operation. I'm afraid that I'll take it out for you to expand the wound surface. I'd better wait until I go back and leave it to a professional doctor for treatment."

"No! Just do it like that! Hurry up and help me out, it hurts me to death, and it gets stuck in the flesh and feels uncomfortable." Guan Fei's teeth were creaking.

"Come on, guess what I found in the cab? A pair of tweezers!" Wu Xing smiled and turned over and entered the car.

"Hurry up, come and stop talking crosstalk there. Wait for a while and your boss will die of bleeding." Guan Fei cursed.

"Boss, please wait a moment, I'll disinfect you first." The cripple took the medical bag and tweezers, baked the tweezers with a lighter, then took out the alcohol, unscrewed it and poured it onto the tweezers a little, and then poured it on Guan Fei's wound.

"Hiss...ah!" Guan Fei let out a heart-wrenching cry.

"Boss, you are at most slightly injured in our place, so you won't scream so shrillly. Those who don't know what I and the Crip guy have called you." Wu Xing said with a smile.

Guan Fei's mind felt blank at this moment. At that moment, he felt a piercing and scorching pain on the wound. His whole soul was drifting away from his body in pain and then pulled back to his body heavily. His teeth bit off the edge of his tongue, feeling that life was worse than death. After a while, his eyes fainted.

"Boss...Boss?" Seeing that Guan Fei had no sound, the lame man tentatively screamed twice.

"Stop shouting, it hurts, I feel dizzy. Take out the bullet now. I am worthy of being the boss. This delicate body is expensive, and it can make you faint if you disinfect it." Wu Xing said gloatingly.

"After all, it's just an ordinary person. It's good to be able to pick up a gun and fight back with you. If you say a few words, your mouth is not going to cause enough trouble?" The cripple glanced at Wu Xing and handed the phone to the other party: "See me some."

When Guan Fei woke up again, he felt someone poking a needle on his butt with a vague sound. He moaned and looked up to see the surrounding environment. His whole consciousness was still confused.

"Boss, don't move around, I'll sew it for you right away." Guan Fei seemed to hear Wu Xing's voice in the hazy state.

Who am I? Where am I? Guan Fei was stunned for a while before he suddenly remembered that he was hit by a stray bullet. After feeling it, he felt it, and his entire lower body seemed to be numb.

"I said, can't you give me anesthetics or something?" Guan Fei asked sadly.

"Where will we get that thing for you? We'll deal with it immediately. You can bear it a little longer." Wu Xing said with a smile, and he endured it very hard. His hands holding the phone kept trembling, causing the lame man to turn his head and glar at him.

"Wu Xing, just laugh if you want to laugh. This time, Lao Zhao will give you a bonus of 100,000 yuan. Wu Xing, you don't." Guan Fei said gritting his teeth.

"It doesn't matter, I can't finish my salary anyway." Wu Xing shrugged indifferently, and Guan Fei was choked so much that he almost spit out an old blood.

"Okay, boss, where did you give Wu Xing the medicine yesterday? I'll give you some." The cripple asked after the sewing.

"You can find the bag I carry." Guan Fei said weakly.ωωw..net

After applying the medicine to Guan Fei, he stuffed another pill into Guan Fei's mouth, and then bandaged Guan Fei with a bandage. The lame man and Wu Xing raised Guan Fei and helped him get out of the car, waiting for rescue on the helicopter.

Guan Fei held the carriage and watched the cripple treat the wound on Wu Xing's shoulder again. Wu Xing didn't say a word and even joked with the cripple like nothing happened, making Guan Fei feel like he was reacting too much just now.

"It must be because of this grandson's pain nerves that are weaker than himself." Guan Fei thought maliciously.

"Crip, show the boss, why do I see something wrong on the boss's head?" Wu Xing was originally looking at Guan Fei with some provocation. After looking at him for a while, he felt something was wrong, so he turned to the cripple and said.

"What's wrong?" The cripple turned his head and saw it, and was also shocked.

Guan Fei touched his head strangely, and the place where he started was moist. When he put down his hand, he saw that his hands were full of red.

"My grass!" It doesn't matter if you don't touch it. After touching it, Guan Fei only felt weak all over, and he fell down by holding the car door.

"Boss! Boss, are you okay?" Wu Xing quickly stepped forward and held Guan Fei and asked anxiously.

Guan Fei was so desperate that he asked weakly: "Wu Xing, do you think I am almost dead, boss?"
Chapter completed!