Domineering Son-In-Law

He took out the alcohol and sterilized the embroidery needle. Then he lifted his hand and stabbed the patient in the right side of his neck.    

Pick up the scissors and tweezers, cut the clothes open, put down the scissors and use the tweezers to pick out the broken thread.    

"Alcohol cotton balls."    

The nurse used a pair of pliers to hold a piece of cotton pincer covered with alcohol and handed it to Lin Faang.    

Lin Faang took it and cleaned the blood from the wound, revealing the wound. Then, he threw it into a small metal box.    

"Hemostatic Pliers!"    

The nurse handed over the forceps.    

Lin Faang clamped the patient's chest with a hemostatic forceps to prevent the blood from leaking too quickly.    

"Acupuncture, begin preparing to sew up the wound."    

"Yes sir!"    

The nurse passed the detoxified brooch to Lin Faang.    

Lin Faang took the hand and dropped it without any hesitation. Every time, it was just right. He didn't look like an intern at all, just like an old doctor who had worked for more than a decade.    

"Bam!"    

The patient's legs shook.    

Lin Faang raised his eyebrows. He knew that the paralysis effect was going to pass, but the operation was about to be completed.    

"You guys go and hold down his hands and feet, don't let him make any big movements."    

The nurse nodded, put down her tools, and stepped forward to press down on the patient's legs.    

The police was still in a daze, the nurse immediately shouted, "What are you still standing there for, quickly hold down his legs."    

"Oh!" "Oh!" Only then did the police overreact and run to the back to hold down the patient's legs.    

Lin Faang took a deep breath, closed his mouth and focused all of his attention on his hands.    

He used the fastest speed he could muster to sew up the other party's wounds.    

As the wound was too big, it would take some time.    

However, he could only paralyze the patient's nerves for ten minutes with the embroidery needle.    

It was not because he did not want to be paralyzed for a longer period of time, but because of his serious injuries, a prolonged paralysis would cause his brain to produce the wrong signal, thinking that he was already dead, which would lead to brain death.    

As the wound closed up, the patient's body began to tremble violently in pain.    

Luckily, Lin Faang was quick. While he was trembling, although there were some small mistakes, there weren't any major problems. In the end, he successfully knotted the thread and completed the operation.    

"Hu!"    

Lin Faang heaved a sigh of relief. "Bandage him and send him to the ward to get more attention."    

The nurse nodded, released the patient's hands, applied the medicine to stop the bleeding, and bandaged the wound.    

Lin Faang took off his gloves and mask. His life was saved after the operation was completed. As long as his wounds were not infected and the treatment was done, there would be no more danger.    

"Don't relax, there will be more patients coming later."    

Lin Faang smiled bitterly. It was good enough that he helped to save someone. What happened after that had nothing to do with him.    

However, as soon as the nurse finished speaking, dozens of emergency beds rushed in from the outside. However, the people behind them were covered in gunshot wounds.    

Lin Faang couldn't help but be surprised, just what happened, there was even a gunshot wound!    

"Don't just stand there. Hurry up and save them." After the nurse bandaged the wound, she pulled Lin Faang's arm and hurriedly ran over.    

But this time, Lin Faang did not let the other party pull him away, as if he was nailed on the spot.    

The nurse was caught off guard and almost fell down. She turned around and looked at Lin Faang in confusion.    

"Ask, where did you see that I'm a doctor? Don't you think that I'm just a passer-by?"    

The nurse looked at Lin Faang as if he was an idiot. She reached to Lin Faang's chest and pulled out an internship certificate. She waved it in front of her: "Did you lose your head somewhere?"    

Lin Faang looked at the internship certificate in the nurse's hand. It didn't have a photo, it was just a simple photo.    

His mind could not help but recall, when he was hit by a young doctor, it was probably at that time that this internship certificate was stuck onto him.    

"I really am not a doctor." Lin Faang tried to explain himself.    

However, the nurse kept rolling her eyes. It wasn't that the doctor would have an internship certificate, it wasn't that the doctor's technique was so good, but that she, a nurse who had worked for many years, had never seen a better sewing technique.    

"Quick!" Doctor, the doctor is coming. He's dying. "    

The nurse turned around and saw a policeman spitting blood and some tiny black fragments.    

Lin Faang knew at a glance that this was probably flesh and blood burnt by bullets. It was vomited out along the respiratory system and was probably hit on the internal organs. However, because the wound was charred, it blocked the deterioration of the wound and allowed Lin Faang to live till now.    

However, it was not certain if this would drag on. After a while, the wound would bleed out and burst open like a dam, causing serious damage. This kind of damage was fatal.    

"I don't care if you're a doctor or not, but if you're a person with a conscience, then you can't just stand by and watch." The nurse turned around and stared at Lin Faang with bloodshot eyes.    

Lin Faang sneered and asked himself in a barely audible voice, "A person with a conscience?" Then, he shook his head. He didn't know where a person's conscience was. In terms of a person, it was just their appearance that made them look like they were human beings.    

"Stop wasting time, tell me if you are going to save him or not." The nurse's voice was filled with anger.    

Lin Faang fell into silence. He saw the bedraggled medical personnel using their greatest strength to save the police officers one by one, fighting for their lives from the hands of the King of Hell.    

Seeing that Lin Faang was silent, the nurse shook off Lin Faang's hand and joined the team.    

Logic told Lin Faang that he shouldn't interfere, that there would be big trouble, and that this wasn't something he should interfere in.    

"Uncle!" Just save them, they look like they're in pain. " Without knowing when, Sima Kong walked up to Lin Faang, pulled his hand and said that.    

Lin Faang looked down at Sima Kong and shook his head. "Xiao Kong, there are some things that are not as simple as it looks on the surface. You are still young, you will understand when you grow up."    

Sima Kong turned his head towards a corner and said softly, "Uncle, I'm small, but I'm not stupid. I can tell that they're the same as me back then."    

Lin Faang raised his head to follow Sima Kong's line of sight and fell into silence.    

There, a group of children were crying loudly as they looked at their father on the bed beside them. They tried their best to reach out their hands, but their mother held them back tightly.    

Sima Kong raised his head and looked at Lin Faang. Tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes.    

"Uncle, please save them. Even if I'm begging you, I don't want them to lose their parents like me."    

Lin Faang felt his heart clench. He looked down at Sima Kong. He knew everything. The one that didn't know was him. He had been lying to himself, thinking that he could hide the white lie from him.    

Lin Faang took a deep breath and waved his hand.    

A man appeared beside him.    

"Xiao Kong, there are two choices for you now. One, stay in the Dragon City, but I will stand by and do nothing about this matter. One, leave with this uncle, you will know the truth, but from now on, you will live a hellish life, and you will even face life and death situation. However, compared to these policemen, I will do my best to save them."    

Lin Faang originally wanted to let him live a carefree life, but from the moment he knew the truth, the carefree life probably didn't belong to him anymore.    

Perhaps he was still young, but with his intelligence, he believed that when he grew up, he would find the answer to the question of his parents' true death. At that time, he would be in mortal danger.    

Moreover, once he truly interfered with today's matters, he would certainly leave behind a weak point. Even though there was only a small gap, as long as there were enough things, it would be enough for some people to discover and harm the people around him.    

If he chose not to save her, it would mean that his mind was soft and he would not be able to bear the heavy responsibility. His peaceful life would instead be more suited to him.    

Choosing to save meant that his mind was firm and firm. The current peaceful life was no longer suitable for him.    

The reason Lin Faang placed his choice in front of Sima Kong was to tell him that once he made a choice, he had to bear the consequences accordingly.    

Sima Kong wiped his eyes with his hands, revealing an extremely firm expression. His voice was slightly choked with sobs: "I'm not afraid of death, I want to know the truth!"    

Lin Faang had the answer. If he could, he would rather Sima Kong choose the first choice. At this moment, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes and slowly stood up.