Bai Xiaochun, upon hearing Tang Zhong's words, quickly turned his head and stared at Tang Zhong through his glasses, "You say you have a way?"
"Yes!"
"Then what are we waiting for, save him quick!" Bai Xiaochun exclaimed anxiously.
"Step back and let me handle this," Tang Zhong stepped forward, looking at the man who had been shot and was bleeding profusely.
"Okay, okay, okay." Bai Xiaochun stepped back.
After that, Tang Zhong moved forward, crouched down, and examined the man's wound carefully.
With a ripping sound, the clothes were torn open, revealing a bloodied hole near the man's heart, still oozing blood unceasingly.
At this time, the wounded man also opened his eyes, looked at Tang Zhong extending his hand, and said with a trembling voice, "Save me!"
"Do as I say, take a deep breath," Tang Zhong instructed.
The injured man seemed to understand, and at that moment, he began breathing forcefully.
"Good, just like that, don't move," Tang Zhong said with a smile.
