The last person who fired the shot was still not found.

Leng Sichen refused to go to the hospital despite persuasion, insisting on returning to the Jingwu Hall.

He was shot in the back and shoulder blade, and everyone in the room was busy.

"Boss, are you sure you don't need anesthesia?" A white and innocent young man with a scalpel in his hand asked nervously.

"Xiang Yuan, you are talking more and more nonsense!" Leng Sichen looked impatient.

At this moment, he was sitting on the stool with his head down, his upper body naked, one hand covering the wound, cold sweat on his forehead.

"Yes, yes! Isn't it okay if I don't say it..." the young man murmured, helplessly preparing for disinfection.

Xia Yuxun's whole body was covered with Leng Sichen's blood, standing alone in the corner holding the puppy timidly, through the layers of human walls, tiptoe to see him.

"Xiao Xun, come here..." Leng Sichen called weakly.

Everyone voluntarily gave in, and Liang Qian's eyes rolled around, and he quickly reached Xia Yuxun's ear and said a few words to her.

"It hurts...kiss...anesthetize...?" Xia Yuxun muttered to himself incomprehensibly, walking towards Leng Sichen slowly, looking confused.

Leng Sichen was worried that Duo Xia Yuxun was afraid, and only left Xiang Yuan here, and the others followed Liang Qian out to guard outside.

Xia Yuxun looked at the shocking blood holes in Leng Sichen's shoulders, her eyes widened in shock, her small face turned pale, and an inexplicable pain in her heart.

"Come here..." Leng Sichen opened his arms and looked at her, he just wanted to hug her.

Xia Yuxun put his head on Pudding's furry head, not only did not step forward, but backed up in panic until he huddled up in the corner.

The heart hurts so badly. She doesn't know what's wrong with her. The closer she gets to him, the more her heart hurts, so she had to run away from him, and escape the pain that life is better than death.

Looking at Xia Yuxun in the corner who was wary and repelling him, Leng Sichen's outstretched hand dropped weakly, and he instructed Xiangyuan on the side, "Go ahead."

Nodded towards Yuan, shaking his knife.

The bullet is very deep, and it is definitely not easy to dig it out. If you don't use anesthetic, it will be too torture, not only the person who was shot, but also... him, the unlucky person who digs the bullet.

Helpless, the boss still resists these drugs that may damage his nerves as always.

First cut...

The second cut...

From beginning to end, Leng Sichen only frowned slightly, and didn't even hum, and Xiang Yuan was already covered with sweat.

A drop of sweat dripped into the far eyes, a flash of spirit, the tip of the knife was unstable, Leng Sichen immediately snorted.

"Boss, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Xiang Yuan was so panicked that he couldn't hold the knife securely. After all, he was not a professional, even a professional surgeon could not resist such a lively digging bullet from human flesh!

"Continue." Leng Sichen's voice squeezed out between his teeth.

The cold blade pierced into his flesh and blood with a single knife, and sometimes wiped the bones next to him, each knife was so clear pain, the more painful, the more sober.

"Quickly." Leng Sichen urged.

This fellow Xiang Yuan is good everywhere, he is a mother-in-law. If the injury was in a convenient place, he would have solved it by himself.

"No way! I want to calculate the depth and specific position of the bullet. This bullet is stuck between the shoulder blade and the texture. If it is not done, it will hurt more and may leave sequelae. So I not only have to..."

Xiang Yuan was talking endlessly, Leng Sichen just wanted to blow his head.