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Chapter 45: Damn it! Jonathan is poisonous! (Please read it again on Tuesday!)

Reims Apartment.

Fifth floor.

Shooting scene.

The woman surnamed Li lay face down on the cold floor tiles. Although she had passed away, her legs, feet and arms still showed signs of slight twitching.

"Shot fire! Shot fire! Shot fire!"

"Jerry, call an ambulance, someone is injured!"

"Is everyone okay?"

"damn it!"

"Hurry up!!"

"How's that woman?"

After the shooting, the police officers at the scene were in chaos and said all kinds of things.

Officer Jerry pressed the intercom communication button:
"Dispatch, Lance Apartments needs an ambulance, an officer is injured! I repeat, Lance Apartments needs an ambulance, Officer Jonathan is injured!"

"The dispatch center received it and arranged it immediately!"

"Damn it, Jerry, we need two ambulances."

Officer Jerry quickly called the dispatch center again:

"Dispatch, Lance Apartments needs two ambulances."

The dispatch center replied:

"Are there any other injured police officers?"

Officer Jerry responded:

"And a lady who was shot over 80 times."

There was a rustling interference sound coming from the radio.

More than a dozen police officers at the scene all looked at the deceased woman with deep regret.

Ugh……

Roy sat up and turned to look at Jonathan.

At this moment, Jonathan was lying on his back on the ground, covering the bleeding place on his left shoulder with his right hand. Thanks to the adrenaline secreted by himself, he did not feel any pain. The moment his left shoulder was stabbed, he only felt a chill.

Jonathan looked at Roy with concern:
"Roy, are you okay?"

Roy stood up and stepped forward:

"I'm fine!"

Jonathan breathed a sigh of relief.

Roy quickly turned Jonathan's body over to lie on his side.

Looking at the blood that was constantly gushing out, Roy suddenly realized that his body had some strange feelings. This feeling was very special and strange, an indescribable feeling.

He could clearly smell the blood coming from Jonathan's wound, and for a moment, he had an urge to taste it.

But at this moment...

When Jonathan was injured just now, the blood that flowed and dripped on Roy's cheek flowed into the corner of Roy's mouth under the influence of gravity.

He subconsciously licked the blood with the tip of his tongue.

The moment the tip of the tongue touched the blood, a prompt sound suddenly sounded:

[Attacked by HBV: HBV resistance +1]

Roy: "???"

Holy shit! !
Jonathan is poisonous!
Roy looked at Jonathan with surprise.

"what happened?"

Seeing Roy's expression, Jonathan was a little puzzled.

"Nothing...nothing." Roy looked up at his colleagues and shouted, "First aid kit, give me a first aid kit!"

Since Officer Mia was on administrative leave, there was no professional first aid officer on the scene, but Roy knew a little bit about this job.

After all, dealing with corpses is not much different from dealing with living people.

Roy has extensive experience in dismantling.

Officer Jerry quickly handed the first aid kit to Roy.

Taking the first aid kit, Roy unzipped it and poured everything inside onto the ground.

After handcuffing the woman, the other police officers at the scene gathered around Roy and Jonathan, and each of them looked at Jonathan who was lying on the ground with worried eyes.

Roy found iodine, smeared it on his hands, tore open the sterile scissors, cut open Jonathan's uniform on his left shoulder, and the wound that was bleeding came into view.

Since the wound was on his shoulder and a tourniquet could not be used, Roy shouted to the police officer behind him: "Where's the knife? Show me the knife!!"

"Here, here!" A police officer quickly picked up the kitchen knife on the ground and held it in front of Roy.

After looking at the width of the kitchen knife, Roy wiped Jonathan's wound with an iodine cotton ball. The size of the knife wound came into view, but the next second it was covered by the newly emerged thick blood.

After a simple visual comparison, Roy said to Jonathan:
"Don't worry, it only penetrated four or five centimeters at most, and the incision is only about three centimeters wide. There is no artery here, so it should have cut the vein. You will be fine."

[First aid in progress: First aid proficiency +1]

As he spoke, Roy pressed the wound with his palm to slow down the blood seepage.

[First aid in progress: First aid proficiency +1]

Jonathan took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. His heart gradually relaxed. He looked at Roy and said:

"You are really omnipotent, why didn't I realize it before!"

"Ah! I did dissection in college and read some books on it."

With Roy's strong pressure, the speed of blood flowing out has been significantly reduced. Now all he has to do is wait quietly for the ambulance to arrive.

Some of the remaining blood on Roy's face flowed into his mouth.

The next second, the prompt sounded again:
[Attacked by HBV: HBV resistance +1]

[Attacked by Hepatitis B virus: Cirrhosis resistance +1]

[Attacked by Hepatitis B virus: Liver cancer resistance +1]

The reminder tone sounds continuously:
[Attacked by HBV: HBV resistance +1]

[Attacked by HBV: HBV resistance +1]

[Attacked by Hepatitis B virus: Cirrhosis resistance +1]

[Attacked by Hepatitis B virus: Liver cancer resistance +1]

Seeing Roy urgently treating Jonathan's wound, all his colleagues showed surprised expressions on their faces. They were all thinking in their hearts, this Roy actually knows first aid?

It’s incredible…

The reminder sound for increasing resistance kept ringing in my mind.

After more than ten days of careful study, Roy had a preliminary understanding of some of the characteristics of his plug-in attributes.

Resistance attributes can be actively increased, such as by eating something poisonous, taking medicines with side effects, or receiving some special injuries.

For example, last time he put out the cigarette with his hand.

Burn resistance increases by 1.

Smoking and drinking will increase the corresponding resistance.

Being drugged by Irina will also increase resistance.

The increase in various resistances is very important to Roy. This means that as long as he regularly consumes trace amounts of toxic substances, once his resistance increases to a certain level, he will be immune to all poisons.

What cancer? Leukemia.

What is hepatitis A, B and C.

What HPV, HIV.

What is gonococcal infection?

What syphilis, ulcers.

What is genital herpes?

In Roy's eyes, everyone is little Karami.

It's simply not worth mentioning.

Wait until you go to places of entertainment in the future.

Roy can shout as he pleases:

Come on! Who's sick?
……

Seeing Roy's skillful movements, whispers broke out at the scene.

"When did he learn first aid?"

"I do not know."

"Did you learn this from Mia?"

"How come he knows everything..."

"Remember, you have to go on more police missions with Roy in the future. Not only can you get administrative leave, but there will also be people to rescue you if you get hurt."

"Indeed, I am glad to be on the same team with Roy."

At this moment, Roy was thinking:
If only I were a doctor.

Doctor is a high-paying profession in America.

What if it is gynecology?

(End of this chapter)