The gauze was removed, and the wound on Huang Haoran's waist was exposed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Xu Xinghua was afraid of revealing his position, so he used his clothes to cover his flashlight for lighting. With the help of the bright light, it is clearly visible that the wound is black and swollen, and the blood flowing out is also black.

This is no ordinary gunshot wound! Wang Jiawen has worked under Dai Li for many years, and has seen many murderous methods that cannot be put on the table, and his first reaction is that the devil has done something to the bullet.

"I have penicillin, hurry up and use it for the main seat......"

Xu Xinghua thought it was a wound infection, and immediately reached out to touch the Western medicine in his waist bag. Huang Haoran's troops are the most important medical care in the Chinese army, and every medical team can be equipped with supplies like penicillin, which are in short supply. He, who is the commander, naturally has more medical supplies in his hands.

"It doesn't work! General Huang's injury is not simple, the devil should have fed poison to the bullet. Before you know what poison is, it can backfire if you use it indiscriminately......"

Wang Jiawen grabbed Xu Xinghua, he must not let Huang Haoran take another risk, although penicillin is good, it is necessary to take symptomatic medicine. In previous assassinations, Wang Jiawen used the doctor's judgment many times to prescribe life-saving drugs to the assassination target, which could easily become deadly poisons.

Poison! Hearing this word, Xu Xinghua's head exploded. Not long ago, he was still glad that Huang Haoran was shot at a location that was not critical, and he never thought that the little devil would have such a hand!

"What to do? Mr. Wang, you have to save us! ”

Since Wang Jiawen recognized this kind of wound, he should have experience in dealing with it, Xu Xinghua immediately put all his hopes on Wang Jiawen, he jumped up and grabbed Wang Jiawen's shoulder and shook it desperately.

"I don't know the ingredients of the poison, there is no way to make an antidote...... Xu Xinghua, who was overly sad and angry, did not have a light weight under his hands, and pinched Wang Jiawen's shoulders painfully. Wang Jiawen couldn't push him away, because Xu Xinghua at the moment was like a powder keg, which exploded at one point. Wang Jiawen could only patiently explain to Xu Xinghua.

"Yes, the gold locks on...... That bullet ......" a weak voice, and it was Huang Haoran who spoke. He heard the conversation between Wang Jiawen and Xu Xinhua before, and Huang Haoran chose to believe Wang Jiawen's judgment. The gunshot wound he had received was not serious, and if it had not been for the poison of the bullet, the injury would not have deteriorated so quickly. Obtaining a sample of the poison is the key to making an antidote. Fortunately, the first bullet that the devil shot at him was stuck in the golden lock sent by Meng Shiqing, and there was no better sample than this.

Under Huang Haoran's reminder, Wang Jiawen found the golden lock in the pocket of Huang Haoran's military uniform. The bullet stuck on it, although deformed, is still intact. Wang Jiawen wrapped the golden lock with a handkerchief, pried up the bullet with a bayonet, stared at it first, and then put it under his nose to smell it.

The bright color of the warhead is somewhat demonic, and it should be coated with heavy metal. There is also a fishy smell, Wang Jiawen feels quite familiar, but he can't remember it for a while.

Wang Jiawen was studying the warhead, Xu Xinghua didn't dare to disturb, he could only squat down to take care of Huang Haoran. Huang Haoran, who had recovered some strength, was still weak and sweating like pulp. Seeing that his general was so uncomfortable, Xu Xinghua couldn't help but scold: "**** little devil! It's fucking poisonous! It's ****** almost catching up with the five-step snake......"

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention. A snake word flashed through Wang Jiawen's mind, and suddenly opened many of his memories.

That's right, this fishy smell is the unique smell of snake venom! It seems that the little devil must have extracted venom from some kind of poisonous snake and applied it to the bullet head.

According to common sense, since the devil wants Huang Haoran's life, the poisonous snake he chooses must be highly poisonous. But the degree of toxicity is far from fatal. The only possibility is that the high temperature in the chamber of the gun when fired destroys the composition of the snake venom, resulting in a decrease in toxicity.

It turned out that it was a spoiled snake venom! No wonder Wang Jiawen thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't match this smell with snake venom!

Damn, I almost fell into the way of a little devil!

You must know that as a military commander agent who is good at assassination, Wang Jiawen came to Huang Haoran to do security work this time, but he brought a lot of necessary items, among them, there is an antidote to snake venom.

Although there is no way to confirm here which poisonous snake the poison of the devil Tu comes from, most of the medicines brought by Wang Jiawen can be solved. Even if the symptoms are really wrong, it will definitely play a role in delaying the onset of poison. And what Huang Haoran needs most now is time, rescuers from all directions are coming, and the strangulation of Huang Haoran will soon end, as long as the time for Huang Haoran's poison can be delayed late enough, I believe that the snake venom experts in Wuhan should have a way.

After the nature of such a poison, Wang Jiawen immediately took out the antidote he carried with him and poured it into Huang Haoran. At this time, Huang Haoran's throat was already swollen, and such symptoms were also in line with the inference of snake venom, so Wang Jiawen was more confident.

God bless General Huang, God bless China, I hope that the antidote will work, so that Huang Haoran can support him to the nearest field hospital first.

"Director Xu, I'm afraid my antidote won't last long, the devil not only smeared heavy metal on the bullethead, but also smeared snake venom! From now on, every second counts! Let's take turns to carry General Huang on our backs, and we must send him for treatment as soon as possible! ”

Hearing that his own general could be saved, Xu Xinghua became an absolute man of action. Without saying a word, he picked up Huang Haoran and ran wildly, and he didn't even bother to ask Wang Jiawen clearly, so he could only talk while running.

"How many bottles of antidote do you have? How much time do we have? ”

"There are still a few bottles of medicine, but this kind of thing can't be used more, and the further you go, the worse the effect will be. And I can't confirm what kind of snake venom the devil applied, if it doesn't get the number, the effect itself will be discounted...... How long it can last depends on General Huang's luck......"

It's all fucking lucky, and it seems that Wang Jiawen is not very sure. Xu Xinghua supported his hands vigorously, carried the general on his back, and then began to accelerate.

It's a race against death.

Huang Haoran, who was lying on his back, couldn't help his subordinates at this time. In order to prevent the poison from continuing to spread, Wang Jiawen asked Huang Haoran to stop all movements, be sure to stay still, and let the blood flow slow down, which is also to delay the time of the poison.

In the dark, Xu Xinghua didn't know how many times he had fallen, he would rather choose to kneel on both knees, risking the crushing of his kneecaps, than let Huang Haoran on his back move. Seeing that Huang Haoran's subordinates loved Huang Haoran so much, Wang Jiawen couldn't help but be moved. He wondered if he was replaced by a military commander, and after his boss was injured, would his subordinates be able to protect each other like this. (To be continued.) )