Fang Buwei gritted his teeth suddenly, endured the severe pain, adjusted the direction of his body, and at the same time slid down and jumped into the window on the fourth floor.

The window was opened intentionally when he went upstairs before, so he didn't need to break through the glass and didn't make too much noise.

The moment he jumped into the window, Fang Buwei pulled the rope hard, and the rope's buckle was pulled open and fell.

At the same time, he threw down all the pistols in his hand and body.

The crew members searching on the rooftop ran to this side when they heard the gunshots. When they ran to the bow of the ship, after listening to the movement, they carefully stretched their heads down and saw nothing, and only heard the sound of something falling on the deck like before.

Fang Buwei grabbed the windowsill with one hand, jumped off the table, squatted down, and slowly knelt on the floor. Then he gritted his teeth and touched the wound.

Under nervousness, adrenaline was secreted at an extremely rapid speed, which made him temporarily forget the pain. It was not until this time that he felt a sharp pain like a heart-wrenching pain on his thigh.

Fang Buwei bit his lip and reached out to touch it. There were two holes on his thighs, one in front and one behind. However, in this short time, the blood had soaked his pants...

Fortunately, it is a penetrating injury.

Fang Buwei breathed a sigh of relief and secretly called for luck.

If he hurts the bones on his legs again, he will be completely useless.

Thinking about the past and after, even he felt that he was very lucky. After being shot twice, it was not a fatal place. Not to mention that if he hit the vital point, even if he was on the upper body, Fang Buwei would not escape smoothly even if he didn't die.

Fang Buwei tore off the blood-stained pants, pulled off a strip of cloth, and quickly tied it to the base of his thighs.

Then he stepped on the ground with one foot, approached the window, looked carefully, and carefully wiped off all the windowsills, windows, and blood splashed on the table, then closed the windows and pulled the curtains.

The shouts of American crew members came from above his head, and Fang Buwei couldn't understand what they were saying.

But he at least knew that the Americans would definitely investigate vigorously next time.

As long as the Americans are not found, they can just get clues about entering this room.

Fang Buwei stood up while holding the wall, pulled off the sheet on the bed and held it in his hand, and jumped to the bathroom with one foot.

He had eaten the only safe in the medicine bottle, so Fang Buwei could only pour the remaining medicine powder on the wound.

The bullet did not injure the large blood vessels, and Fang Buwei used a cloth strip to tie the upper part of the wound, so the amount of bleeding was not too large. After one or two minutes, there was no more blood flowing out of the wound.

Fang Buwei smashed the empty bottle of Baibaodan and flushed it into the toilet. Then he draped the bed sheet on his body and opened the door.

Before leaving the door, he quietly glanced at the entrance of the corridor, and indeed he did not see the American crew.

If such a big thing happened, the Americans probably gathered all the crew and rushed into the luxury cabin.

The bodyguard in the aisle saw Fang Buwei appearing from this room again, as if he had seen a ghost.

What he had just searched for was that there was obviously no one inside, so how did Fang Buwei disappear and how did he suddenly appear?

"Please call Mr. Zhao!" Fang Buwei said to the bodyguard.

The matter was disturbed by himself, and the situation was so severe that it was many times worse than before. Fang Buwei dared not let anyone know that he had suffered a gunshot wound, so he could only let Xiao Zaiming come over.

Hearing the noise in the aisle, Yin Zhiwen ran the fastest. Before Xiao Zaiming had time to stop him, Yin Zhiwen rushed over, opened the door, and saw Fang Buwei, who only had one head exposed in the next door.

Yin Zhiwen, even though he had the same doubts as the bodyguard, why did Fang Buwei suddenly disappear and appear suddenly?

"Brother Xiansheng..." Yoon Zhiwen shouted with his lips trembling, "Where are you going... are you okay?"

Fang Buwei shook his head and wrapped his bed sheet tightly around his body. "I slipped and sprained my ankle while taking a shower. I went to the doctor and asked him to apply some medicine... Close the door!" The last two words were said to Xiao Ming.

Xiao Zaiming flashed out and pushed Yin Zhiwen, who wanted to come out, locked the door.

The moment Xiao Zaiming closed the door, Yin Zhiwen saw Fang Buwei's hand holding the door frame trembling slightly, and was shocked in his heart, "Brother Xiansheng is injured?"

But no one has time to pay attention to him.

Xiao Zaiming rushed over quickly, held Fang Buwei, and asked anxiously, "Where are you hurt?"

He is also a man who has been through the battlefield for a long time. He is called a life-threatening death. How could he not tell that Fang Buwei was injured?

"Thigh!" Fang Buwei dared not say that there was a bullet in his shoulder, "Don't worry, it's a piercing injury!"

Xiao Zaiming gritted his teeth.

He is all worried now, so he has no intention of complaining about Fang Buwei.

From the first moment he heard the gunshot, he was praying secretly that as long as Fang Buwei was alive, he could do whatever he could run away. But Fang Buwei was really injured, but his heart was cut off.

Fang Buwei pointed to a room opposite without a window, "Help me over, call the doctor over... and then ask you to come over in person and clean up the traces of this room..."

Fang Bulan pondered for a moment, "You can let all three bodyguards in the aisle go into the room to guard the room and be on guard..."

"The Japanese dare to come?" Xiao Zaiming asked in surprise.

The gunshots were so dense and lasted so long. Xiao Zaiming thought with his toes, and guessed that many people had died. At this time, the Japanese still had the energy to assassinate.

"I always feel a little scared. There must be a traitor inside..." Fang Buwei replied.

Xiao Zaiming nodded solemnly.

He wanted to ask what was going on, but Fang Buwei was so serious. Xiao Zaiming understood that the situation was more serious than he had imagined.

After entering the room, after Xiao Zaiming left, Fang Buwei's spirit suddenly relaxed and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

pain!

It hurts so much!

Because of the system's strengthening, the anesthetic use of the insurance penis is gradually decreasing. The effect of Baibao Dan Pill is indeed strong, but the medicinal power cannot flow through the body like Western medicine, so as to play an anesthetic effect, and only stop the pain on the surface of the wound.

Fang Buwei felt that every pore near the wound was like a needle stuck inside, and it hurt directly into his bones.

In just one or two minutes, Fang Buwei's whole body was covered in sweat.

The doctor brought his assistant and the medicine box. When he entered the door, he was still wondering. He just cured a sprained ankle and asked him to bring his assistant?

When Fang Buwei took off the bed sheet and saw two gunshot wounds on his body, the doctor sucked a gasp in his air conditioner.

Fang Buwei's injury must have nothing to do with the gunshots he heard just now. He had never heard of him summoning people, which means he was the only one who went there.

The gunshots were so far away, at least hundreds of meters away, so severely injured and so far away, how did Fang Buwei come back?

But these thoughts just flashed in the doctor's mind, and he knew very well that Fang Buwei's intention to ask him to come.

"Don't go to the infirmary?"

In the doctor's opinion, there is no need to do any surgical procedures here.

Fang Buwei shook his head quickly.

What a joke?

Should I tell the Americans that the only person who escaped from the fifth floor is himself?

"Acupuncture..." Seeing that Fang Buwei was determined, the doctor also thought of the reason. He stretched out his hand and shouted at the assistant.

It seems that the doctor and assistant have dealt with this injury and are extremely skillful in movements.

When he saw the doctor breaking a glass bottle and sucking the liquid in it into the needle, Fang Buwei asked curiously, "What is this?"

"Sulfa!" the doctor replied.

It turns out it is this.

After knowing the identity of Fang Shiqi's underground party and the main affairs he was responsible for, Fang Buwei specifically understood it.

In this era, sulfonamide is the most effective antibiotic. Antibiotics such as penicillin have not yet begun mass production, let alone entering China.

But this thing is really priced at a price of gold. Just now, the one that the doctor injected into his body was at least a small yellow croaker on the black market. So Fang Shiqi regarded Baibao Dan as a treasure.

The doctor took out another bottle of medicine, and Fang Buwei asked again, and then he realized that the doctor was going to give him anesthesia.

"Will there be local anesthesia?" Fang Buwei asked.

"What does it mean?" The doctor asked with the needle tube.

"Then forget it, I won't fight!" Fang Buwei refused firmly.

It’s right to think about it. In this era, there are only a few effective anesthetics, and the method of local anesthesia should not be studied.

The doctor was shocked.

After being shot twice, the shot on the shoulder was likely to hurt the bone. Fang Buwei could not bear it and not scream. He could talk and laugh with him, and the doctor was already shocked.

Next, we have to deal with the wound and dig bullets. Fang Buwei said he didn't use anesthetics?

Could it be that Fang Buwei is a tough one?

Seeing the doctor staring at him blankly, Fang Buwei shook his head and reached out to ask for the medicine bottle, "Just take a few puffs!"

My physical condition is different from that of normal people. If the dosage is small, it will not work at all. If the dosage is too high, God knows how long it will take to wake up?

If it were an American, and there was such a big safety accident on the ship and so many Japanese died, how could the Americans not investigate the Erjun’s people?

Yu Erjun and others were unaware of the inside story and could not make appropriate responses.

Before the doctor could react, Fang Buwei snatched the medicine bottle.

According to the smell, you can tell if you don’t do it. The spike in the doctor’s hand is ether, which is completely different from the anesthetic used by Lin Xianru to immunize himself. It will not react in the air and produce poisonous gas.

Taking a deep breath, ignoring the system's prompt sound, Fang Buwei closed his mouth and nose tightly, held his breath, and let the anesthetic work as soon as possible.

After feeling dizzy in my mind and the pain on the wound suddenly relieved a lot, Fang Buwei felt relieved.

It works!

He took a few more sips, feeling that he was about to fall asleep, so he opened his mouth and shouted to the doctor, "Dig, speed should be fast!"
Chapter completed!