Chapter 178: Emergency Center

"Damn! is he ......?"

Sloan pressed a wound that Old Mike had simply bandaged with one hand, and found that his lips were still moving, and APLUS, who muttered that he didn't know something, was completely silent, and wanted to sniff but didn't dare to let go, so he could only remind Old Mike anxiously.

Old Mike looked back with red eyes, didn't say anything, and after a few minutes the Mercedes let out a screeching brake sound, "Wait here." He ran out of the car.

Sloane saw Old Mike running into the gate of a hospital, her heart was a little calmer, but she immediately realized that the danger was probably not over, and now there were only herself and APLUS in the car, she began to keep turning her head to look at the front and rear windows, every car passing outside, every pedestrian wandering at the entrance of the hospital made her nervous a little more, "Whe......w, Whew, Whew" had to take frequent deep breaths to relieve anxiety.

“Come on! Come on!” She shouted in a muffled voice again, not knowing whether she was hoping that Old Mike would hurry up or cheer APLUS up to let him through.

"Let's Jean! Let's Jean! ”

Finally, Old Michael appeared with a group of doctors and nurses pushing the emergency bed, he took off his coat before opening the back seat door, and then quickly threw the coat in APLUS's face, he was also shot in the arm, there was a bandaged red blood mark, he and everyone worked together to lift APLUS to the hospital bed, and disappeared all the way into the hospital gate.

“OMG……”

Sloan sat down on the floor of the back seat dejectedly, APLUS was too tall and strong, and when he was lying sideways, he could only shrink between the front and back seats in a very uncomfortable position, and now he was finally freed, she covered her eyes and slowed down, then sniffed and wiped a few handfuls with her hands on the corners of her eyes and sides of her nose, "Calm, strong, Sloan...... SHXT! ”

I was cheering myself up, and suddenly I felt that my elbows on the back seat were cold, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that there was already a puddle of blood on the cushion, and it was hard to imagine that normal people would flow out so much, and the dark red blood went down the high-grade dermis, constantly dripping on the floor of the back seat and on my clothes and trousers.

“SHXT!”

Only then did she notice that her hands were also full of blood, so she must have wiped it on her face just now, so she took off her clean scarf and wiped it, wiped it and finally couldn't hold back, covered her face with a scarf and sobbed.

'Click, click, click......'

There was a very strange sound outside the car, and she showed her eyes, it turned out to be a white lady who relied on a walker to move, slowly moving to the side of the car, looking in curiously, and the two looked at each other.

"The bathroom is ...... inside"

The old lady's hunchback was about to bend to ninety degrees, and she kindly raised her hand to the hospital gate in a little confusion, "You look terrible, Girl......"

"Thank you, thank you......"

Leaving the alone environment, she quickly became stronger, squeezed out a smile at the old lady, and then neatly got out of the car, closed the door, and closed the driver's seat door that Old Mike didn't have time to close, and took away the car keys and some sensitive items in the car by the way.

The blonde-haired elite woman clasped her hands in front of her chest, used a scarf and objects to cover the blood on her hands as much as possible, raised her head, kicked and walked into the hospital, "Excuse me, the ...... who sent the emergency just now"

After receiving the answer, she took the elevator to the emergency room of the hospital, and saw that she was almost at the end of the curtain waiting for old Mike, "How is he?" ”

"And the heartbeat." Old Michael shook his head and pulled her aside to prevent the doctors and nurses from rushing in and out, "I don't know anything else......

"It's like a nightmare." She said.

Old Mike didn't answer.

Suddenly, the sound of the electronic equipment inside and the conversation of the doctors and nurses were obviously sharp, "Defibrillation!" 200…… Clear! Someone shouted, followed by a dull 'bang'.

"OMG ......" Sloane snorted again and held his forehead.

"Sir, do you need help?" A nurse discovers a wound on Mike's arm.

"Go away!" Old Mike wasn't in the mood.

The two of them bracked their ears, and did not hear any more rescue and obviously unpleasant technical words in it, and the emergency doctor kept asking for plasma and medicine.

'Wow! The curtain was suddenly lifted again, and one nurse held a hanging water bottle and plasma bag while the others pushed the bed out.

"How?" Sloane and Mike Sr. rushed to APLUS, whose eyes were closed.

"He's not out of danger yet, we're going to take him to the emergency surgical center." The doctor replied, "Let's Jean!" Please let me! "He kept asking the people in front of him to stay out of the way.

The two had to move quickly along with the hospital bed.

"Did you notice?" Old Mike suddenly asked in a whisper.

"Hmm."

Sloan glanced at the time, and before he knew it, it had been almost twenty minutes since he entered the hospital, and compared to before, the doctors and nurses in the hospital, especially the young female nurses, looked at him much more frequently.

"Hospitals for gunshot wounds call the police, but the number of police officers who answer the police can't stop the invulnerable reporters, and they don't even have to be fast." Old Mike said.

The hospital bed pushed through the cold door of the emergency center, and the two were stopped outside.

"I'll call Mr. Governor." Whether APLUS lives or dies, something must be done during this time, Sloan took out his phone.

"No, the real estate merchant who was close to the governor just now is here." Old Mike stopped.

"Kozko? It shouldn't be ......"

Sloan couldn't think of any reason for Peter Frock to kill APLUS, but Old Mike was already suspicious and didn't want to take any risks, she didn't want to spend time arguing, "What about little Daley? ”

"Yes." Old Mike thought for a few seconds and nodded.

Sloan quickly dialed the number, "Mrs. Daley?" I'm looking for Mr. Mayor...... I'm Sloan, a PR consultant at APLUS, yes, the ...... I've seen at the Symphony Center before."

While she was on the phone, Old Mike took out the small radio from his arms, the headphones were already on, and he switched the frequencies of the various news stations.

'Twenty minutes ago, there was a fierce shootout on the outskirts of the city, with many casualties, and our reporter rushed to the scene of the incident......

Due to the desolation of the new site, the information obtained by the radio stations is similar at present, and the television stations should be more detailed, and they have helicopters because of their deep pockets.

"Don't notify anyone until the officers come."

Old Mike told Sloane, who was talking on the phone, and went to the nurses' station, which had no TV in the nurses' station, but there must be one in the nurses' lounge in the back.

"Non-staff are not allowed to enter!" The nurse stopped him from breaking in, "You're hurt!" ”

Old Mike stood at the door and stood in a stalemate, the nurses were really watching the news, and in addition to the construction site and the big colorful canopy in the helicopter screen of the TV station, there were police cars that kept coming, and red blood stains on the snow.

Our reporter interviewed a local resident, who said that it may be related to a land transaction dispute, and the site of the incident is under real estate construction, which will be used for the record company and TV headquarters of Star APLUS......

He saw that the nurses had called the hospital security guards and doctors.

"I'm not going anywhere."

Old Mike's little eyes rolled upwards, and he insisted on finding a bench to sit on in the waiting area outside the emergency center.

"We're going to take coercive measures!" A security threat.

"Just let him be here." The dean arrived and ordered the doctor, "Take care of his wound right here." ”

Old Mack's injuries were not serious, and the doctor cut open the sleeve of his shirt, disinfected the bloody groove wound that had been grazed by the bullet, applied medicine, and then applied a professional bandage.

"I need to inject you with medication to prevent the wound from becoming infected."

Old Michael picked up the injection bottle and looked at the name of the medicine, nodded, and stretched out his hand.

"Ahh Yes! I knew it was him! That's him! "Suddenly a woman screamed at the nurse's station, and it should be that the TV station learned that APLUS had been shot.

"I remember there was a hospital that was closer, and you could actually get a few more minutes for APLUS."

Sloane waited for the doctor and security to leave, and came over and questioned.

"You don't understand, girl." Old Mac bared his teeth and moved his injured arm, "The person who wants him to die this time will definitely be fully prepared, we can't go anywhere close." ”

"I see." Sloan reacted immediately.

"You should hurry up and take care of yourself."

Old Michael pointed to Sloane, who was strewn with blood all over his body, and both heard the sirens whirring and the helicopter whistling, "It's going to be a long ...... today," he said.