Chapter 60 Medical Miracle
Chapter 60 Medical Miracle
Human body functions have their limits. Ning Zhe might be able to kill an armed security captain one-on-one, or kill two gas station employees in succession by showing weakness and launching a sneak attack. But if he were to face off against more than three armed adult males, he would be dead even if boxing champion Tyson came.
What's more, one of them had a gun, although it looked like just a crude black powder homemade shotgun.
"Young man, where did you run from?" The owner of the gas station looked at Ning Zhe in confusion: "Where is Boss Zhang?"
"Ah?" Ning Zhe was a little surprised. The other party's reaction was beyond his expectations. Not only were they rational, they could even communicate, and they didn't seem to know that he was 'Zhang Yangxu'.
The gas station owner raised the homemade shotgun in his hand and pointed the muzzle at Bai Zhi who was being held by Ning Zhe around the waist. "You don't have to say anything. Get out of the way, young man. Guns don't have eyes. Don't let me hurt you later."
"You want to kill her?" Ning Zhe frowned: "Not kill me?"
"Why would I kill you?" The gas station owner looked even more puzzled than him: "Aren't you the grandson of old Ningtou? The old man loved you so much that you even peed on my legs when you were a child... You didn't remember it at that time. We are all from the same town. Why don't you come home to my place today?"
"No, I remember, I just feel it's strange..." Ning Zhe put down the short spear in his hand, his mind full of mixed thoughts.
The people in the gas station did not lose their minds, nor did they go crazy or brainwashed. They were still the same group of people, their expressions were natural, their speech was fluent, and there was no logical confusion in their communication.
They are all normal people.
They just wanted to kill Bai Zhi.
"Can you tell me why you want to kill her?" Ning Zhe asked.
The employees beside the boss looked at each other, all bewildered: "To be honest, we don't know... the little girl looks pitiful and cute, but for some reason, we just want to kill her."
"I really want her." The employee next to the boss raised the machete in his hand and said, "Brother, please put her down. This girl must die today."
The boss also said, "Young man, go ahead. Your grandfather and I have known each other for decades. Just don't tell anyone about what happened today. It's okay. We have to do this today."
"……All right."
Ning Zhe nodded and threw Baizhi into the bushes in the green belt next to him. The muzzles of the guns and spears in the hands of the crowd immediately turned around.
At the same time, a nimble black shadow flapped its wings and rushed over.
Ning Zhe's body instantly changed back to its original shape when it was about to hit the boss' face, like a magpie flying through the branches, and his hard knee hit him between the legs with the kinetic energy of the shot. The boss' body immediately fell to the ground, and his hands holding the homemade shotgun loosened and fell into Ning Zhe's hands.
Without any hesitation, Ning Zhe turned the gun and pointed it at the boss's head. The sound of a gunshot filled the silent night with pungent gunpowder smoke.
As the gunshots rang out, Ning Zhe's figure once again transformed into a black and white magpie, dodging the wild boar spears that the employees had reacted to and stabbed at him. But the magpie state only lasted for a few seconds. The next moment, Ning Zhe held the spear with both hands and stabbed the rusty spear tip into his chest, bending it upwards, breaking his ribs, and spraying warm blood on his face.
The blade of the machete fell, but failed to cut through the pair of black and white wings.
Bai Zhi, who was thrown into the green belt, struggled to get up in a daze. The gunshot just now woke her up from her sleepiness. Feeling weak and sore all over, she raised her head from the bushes and saw bloody corpses lying in front of the gas station.
The only person who was still alive was curled up on the ground, struggling in pain as Ning Zhe stepped on him. It seemed that all his limbs were broken or dislocated.
Ning Zhe bent down to pick up the homemade shotgun that had fallen to the ground, pushed the burning paper shell shotgun shell out of the gun chamber, and loaded the ammunition he had searched from the gas station owner's body. One side of his cold and ruthless face was covered with splattered blood, like a vicious ghost crawling out of hell.
The boss's face had been blown to pieces by hand-made steel ball bullets fired at close range.
After making sure that there was no one around, Ning Zhe came to the green belt with a shotgun, took Bai Zhi out, and walked towards the convenience store inside the gas station.
"Ning Zhe... did you kill them all?" Bai Zhi asked, panting. She felt her breathing was becoming more and more difficult.
"No, we left one person alive. I have something to ask him." Ning Zhe's voice was still calm, and his lifeless eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, without any ripples caused by the massacre just now.
"They put mercury in the exhaust fan of the vent. The colorless and odorless mercury vapor filled the room. You were poisoned by mercury."
Ning Zhe placed Bai Zhi on the rattan chair at the door of the convenience store, took his gun into the store, bought a bottle of mineral water and a box of milk for free, then returned to Bai Zhi, lifted her chin, unscrewed the bottle cap and poured the water directly into her.
"Don't swallow, rinse your mouth and spit it out."
"Um……"
After rinsing her mouth, Ning Zhe rinsed Bai Zhi's eyes and nose with mineral water and fed her a box of milk.
"Listen, mercury poisoning has to show such obvious symptoms in a short period of time, which means the mercury concentration in that room is very, very high. You inhaled a large amount of mercury vapor in a short period of time, showing symptoms of acute poisoning. I am not a medical student, and there are no pharmacies on the highway. The first aid measures I know are very limited. This is all I can do."
"You will most likely die next. Even if you don't die, your body will suffer irreversible and permanent damage."
Ning Zhe spoke very quickly, but Bai Zhi seemed to be unable to concentrate on listening to him. Her body was convulsing slightly, her eyes rolled back, and the blood splashed on her skirt gave off a fishy-sweet smell. The exposed skin on her shoulders, calves and other places turned red.
"Fuck, what the hell..." Ning Zhe carried the unconscious Bai Zhi down from the rattan chair, made her lie down against the wall, then cut open her clothes with a knife and took off the whole dress, leaving only her underwear. Her originally fair and tender skin had developed large patches of red rashes similar to allergies.
Ning Zhe poured the remaining half bottle of mineral water on her neck, then carried a bucket of water from the convenience store and poured it all over Bai Zhi.
"Ningzhe...I, will I die?"
"It's very likely. I'll do my best and leave the rest to fate." Ning Zhe said indifferently, brushing Bai Zhi's wet hair from in front of her face to behind her ears: "What about you? Do you think you will die?"
"I don't think so..." Bai Zhi raised her head with difficulty and gave him a pale and weak smile: "We have only known each other for one day."
"Whether you recognize me or not has nothing to do with whether you live or die. I think you've started to become mentally ill." Ning Zhe poured the remaining bottled water on Bai Zhi's exposed skin, picked up her limp body again, walked into the gas station, found a sofa and put her down.
Everything that needed to be done had been done, and he was prepared to watch Bai Zhi die in front of him, but when Ning Zhe came back from the bathroom with a bath towel, unexpectedly, Bai Zhi's body was no longer convulsing, and the redness and swelling on her skin had subsided.
Putting my palm on her back, I found that my heartbeat, which was originally rapid, had calmed down and was beating vigorously. The reason why I didn't try it on her chest was not because Ning Zhe was so gentlemanly, but because Bai Zhi's figure was the same as her mother's, which was the plump type that could hide her body. The two thick lumps hanging on her chest would hinder the operation to some extent.
"Is she really not dead?" Ning Zhe withdrew his hand. The scene before him, which could be called a medical miracle, made him look at Bai Zhi with admiration.
(End of this chapter)