Black-bellied Bamboo Horse: Xiaoqingmei, I can't eat enough!

Chapter 951 Rebellion!
The work of cleaning up the mess is actually very simple. The police ambushed nearby swarmed, took the hostages to record the transcripts, arrested the few strong men who were still alive, and counted the losses and casualties...

These are all managed by a few people who don't use the blood blade.

What they have to do now is actually very simple——

"What the hell are you talking about Mingyue?!" Sun Haolin clutched his belt tightly, looking at Yan Beiyue in disbelief.

Yan Beiyue frowned, while replacing the scalpel with a brand new blade, she repeated her own words——

"Take his pants off."

"You little girl, you, you, you, you, you, you... what the hell are you doing?! Rebellion!"

Before Sun Haolin finished speaking, the eagle had already pinned down his hand, the old wolf had pinned down his leg, and the rabbit had untied his belt.

"Third Master, life is important." Eagle teased with a suppressed smile.

The rabbit also responded: "Yes, yes, it's not about taking off your underwear, what are you afraid of?!"

After Yan Beiyue pushed the anesthetic into Sun Haolin's blood, he finally calmed down.

It's just that Mr. Sun's old face is blushing...

Well, those who didn't know thought that the old man had been drugged with aphrodisiacs again.

"Local anesthesia, is it okay?" Yan Beiyue looked up at Sun Haolin and asked casually.

"You just knock me out." Sun Haolin covered his face with one hand, feeling completely ashamed to see others.

He used to think that Yan Beiyue's neat operation was a good thing, but now...

He just wants to hurry up and die!

What the hell is this? !
He thought he could wait a bit, and it would be no problem to retrieve the bomb when he went to the hospital!
How can there be such an on-the-spot operation!
Also, take off his pants...

At this moment, Mr. Sun said that he was wronged.

Yan Beiyue ignored him and concentrated on treating Sun Haolin's wound, and within a short while, a bullet was caught out of the flesh and blood.

And the rabbit and the eagle...

"Boss, it's a coincidence that you are injured."

"That's right, just a little further to the right..."

"Hahaha……"

"Can you shut up?!" Sun Haolin roared unbearably.

Yan Beiyue patted his left knee, and then remembered that his leg was unconscious now.

She stared at him: "Don't move! I'm going to sew up."

"..."

Well, this time he was injured, the whole blood blade rebelled!
The follow-up policemen glanced at them from time to time, and a policeman came over hesitantly and said, "Comrade, why don't we send them to the hospital for further treatment?"

"He's fine." Yan Beiyue said without raising his head, "It's just a little flesh injury."

"..."

The police were dumbfounded.

Being shot is called flesh injury? !

In fact, Yan Beiyue was not exaggerating, let alone pretending to be aloof.

Sun Haolin is really fine.

The bullet only hurt the flesh, not the bones, let alone the internal organs.

It's just that the wound is a little sore.

If he was really badly injured, how could he survive until the end of the mission?
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Who's hurt?!"

Zhou Wenhua asked as he walked in.

And there was someone beside him who walked faster than him.

It's Yan Suifeng.

His forehead was sweating, and he trotted towards the group of people, seeing that Yan Beiyue was operating on someone else, he was unconsciously relieved.

But in an instant his brow furrowed.

Because he was seeing the bloodstain on Yan Beiyue's shoulder.

The blood stained the nearby fabrics red, piercing Yan Suifeng's eyes.

"Chief, why are you here too?" Sun Haolin blushed even more, "Wouldn't it be better to wait outside?!"

What is this...

Come over to see his thighs or what? !
Zhou Wenhua knew Sun Haolin very well, so he glared at him and said, "Since when are you being so pretentious?"

After Zhou Wenhua finished speaking, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Yan Suifeng, who was frowning tightly.

Following his gaze, Zhou Wenhua also saw the scar on Yan Beiyue's shoulder.

He cleared his throat and said, "Xiao Yan, let the doctors outside handle it, you also need to rest."

Yan Beiyue still didn't raise her head, and said after cutting off the last piece of suture: "It's okay, it's just a little skin trauma."

She didn't know whether it was Sun Haolin's injury or her own.

No matter what she said, even if it was clearly pointed out that she was talking about Sun Haolin, some people would think that she was talking about herself.

Yan Suifeng's face was pitch black, his lips were trembling uncontrollably, and his hands behind his back were tightly clenched into fists.

However, he held back his words and just looked at Yan Beiyue quietly.

"Rabbit hold the hand and lift up the old thigh." Yan Beiyue took out the gauze, and then raised his chin towards the rabbit.

"That's it." The rabbit responded, giggling, "Mingyue, your operation is really quick, and it will be over in just a while."

Yan Beiyue curled her lips into a chuckle, and began to bandage Sun Haolin's wound.

"Boss, go to the field hospital for a few days when it's over." Yan Beiyue's hands and mouth didn't stop, "You have to take good care of the injury even if it's not serious, and you can't train for a month."

"Just kill me." Sun Haolin finally removed his hands from his eyes, and what caught his eyes was Yan Beiyue's pale face, and... behind her was Yan Suifeng.

Sun Haolin's eyes tightened suddenly, and he was about to sit up subconsciously.

Yan Beiyue slapped him on the right leg, furrowed her eyebrows and said softly, "Don't move!"

Sun Haolin looked at Yan Suifeng, pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly and embarrassedly at him, and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

Yan Suifeng didn't care about how he laughed, his attention was all on Yan Beiyue.

Look, look!
Is it not remembering being hurt or something?

He just watched the wound on Yan Beiyue's shoulder pull, bleed, and pull again with her movements...

Yan Suifeng finally couldn't stand it anymore, he turned his back and raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

This dead girl, who made herself scarred and scarred, wanted him to feel distressed to death?
Perhaps in the eyes of a father, a daughter's hair loss is worth feeling distressed.

Yan Beiyue finally finished bandaging Sun Haolin's wound.

She let out a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground.

"Okay, okay." She waved her hand at Sun Haolin, "Boss, you can choose to jump on one leg, and this leg cannot be subjected to force."

She also paused after she finished speaking, because she saw Sun Haolin diligently winking at her to let her look behind her.

Yan Beiyue turned her head suspiciously, and met Yan Suifeng who turned around and looked at her again.

"Dad..." Yan Beiyue widened her eyes in astonishment.

She was stunned for a full three seconds, then got up from the ground like a child who has done something wrong, lowered her head and whispered, "Why are you here..."

Yan Suifeng sniffed, and there was still a slight tremor in his pretendingly serious voice: "If I don't come, do you know that you were lying to me before?"

"I, I..." Yan Beiyue lowered her head even lower.

Yan Suifeng frowned and walked up to Yan Beiyue, and finally saw her injury more carefully.

(End of this chapter)