The Giants Trap: The First Lady Does Not Come Home

Chapter 300 Are You Injured? (2)

Riyadh Private Hospital.

Huo Qirui gritted his teeth and asked the doctor to remove the bullet from his back.

If it weren't for the blocking of the clothes and his sufficient understanding of the speed of the bullet and the location of the force, the bullet would have pierced him by now.

Even after countless life and death disasters, gunshot wounds are still serious.

Alfat's pistol is specially made by Browning, and its penetration power is beyond the comparison of ordinary guns.

When Fu Xin came in, the doctor had just treated Huo Qirui's wound, changed the anti-inflammatory medicine, and wrapped white gauze and bandage through his shoulder.

"Mr. Huo, you need to change the anti-inflammatory medicine three times a day, once in the morning, at noon and in the evening. The wound should not touch water, alcohol and irritating food."

After finishing the treatment, the doctor gave Huo Qirui a doctor's order respectfully, and then left the room.

"Sir, the transaction with Alphat has been completed, and all the things have been shipped back to the base." Fu Xin's voice was very businesslike.

"Understood." Huo Qirui replied coldly, because he refused to inject anesthesia, the wound on his back was still extremely painful.

Seeing Fu Xin still standing there, Huo Qirui raised his eyes and asked again, "Is there anything else?"

After hesitating for a moment, Fu Xin said, "Sir, Miss Du...is injured."

"Injuried?"

Hearing that Du Liangchen was injured, Huo Qirui's handsome nose moved, and his bushy eyebrows frowned.

"Yes. The Achilles tendon is sprained. The doctor has examined it, and there is no serious problem. It will recover after three to five days of rest. Don't worry, sir." Fu Xin explained.

"Achilles tendon strain?" Huo Qirui frowned even more.

This dead woman is not an athlete, how did she get a sprained Achilles tendon?

"Miss Du... fell off the grape arbor. So..."

Fu Xin's expression was always cold and respectful, he didn't know how to report this kind of thing.

Even he himself was very curious about how Miss Du fell from the grape arbor.

"Go and make arrangements, and return to France early tomorrow morning." Huo Qirui didn't ask any more questions, and gave the order directly.

"Yes." Fu Xin didn't dare to question, "It's just your gunshot wound..."

He was still very worried about the gunshot wound on Huo Qirui's back. If he couldn't rest, his recovery would be slow.

"It's okay, just do it." Huo Qirui waved his hand.

With just a slight lift of the arm, the nerves on the back were pulled, and the pain came from the heart.

Bordeaux, France.

Du Liangchen sat on the bed looking at his swollen ankle and pouted.

She made herself like this on the second day after she arrived in France, and she couldn't go to the winery. The doctor also told her not to get out of bed today, so as not to affect her recovery.

The good scenery here has not been appreciated enough, so I have to sit in the room in a daze.

An automatic wheelchair was placed beside the bed for her, and Du Liangchen licked his mouth.

It's just a sprained Achilles tendon, she is not disabled anymore, these servants are really exaggerated enough.

Sitting on the bed, Du Liangchen gently pushed the wheelchair with his uninjured foot, and the wheelchair slid far away automatically.

This looks much more pleasing to the eye.

The big bed in the bedroom leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows, and Du Liangchen climbed to the other side of the big bed, just in time to look at the scenery outside.

The grape trellis downstairs is green and full of vitality.

Let's just make do with it for a day, and tomorrow she can barely land on the ground.

At least there would be no need to stay in this room by then.

After lying down on the floor-to-ceiling windows and watching for a while, the door in the room opened.

The tall and sharp figure was reflected on the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Du Liangchen knew who came in without even turning his head...

(End of this chapter)