Chapter 709 Visit

"Dead, Geng Liangchen is dead!"

At the martial arts competition, everyone was scrambling to run out. Someone ran past Gong Baosen and the others, shouting in fear. Gong Baosen, whose face changed drastically, grabbed him.

"Who did you say was dead? Geng Liangchen is dead? Did you see it with your own eyes?" Gong Baosen grabbed his arm and shouted.

The man struggled for a few times but couldn't break free. He wanted to get angry, but seeing Gong Baosen's extraordinary demeanor, he didn't dare to, so he had to be patient and said in a low voice: "Of course I saw it with my own eyes. How could he not die after being shot in the head?"

Gong Baosen was shocked and subconsciously let go of his hand.

"Dead, how could it be..." He was a little unbelievable and murmured blankly.

"How could someone kill him? How could this happen?" Li Shuwen said in shock.

Zhang Zimin's face was gloomy, and he said quietly: "He killed Zhang Jingyao, how can the people of Zhepeng not hate him?"

"What a brave man," Ma Liang sneered, "Are the people of Zhepeng so easy to mess with? Even Chang Kaishen and Zhang Hanqing dared not mess with him, so a little Geng Liangchen is nothing! Humph, I saw him dying young before, and it turned out to be true..."

Ma Yingtu looked at Ma Liang with disgust, and said to Gong Baosen: "Master Gong, the most urgent thing is to quickly organize people to evacuate the people and start treatment. Whether Geng Liangchen is dead or alive, we can't take care of it for the time being, but we can send someone to go..."

As he was talking, he saw a woman with a hunchbacked old man coming up.

It was Gong Er and Lao Jiang.

"Dad, uncles, why are you still here?" Gong Er came and saluted hurriedly, saying, "It's dangerous here, leave quickly!"

Gong Baosen guessed that his daughter would secretly come to see Geng Liangchen.

At this time, he didn't care to think too much, he asked: "Have you seen Geng Liangchen?"

"He's fine." Gong Er knew what his father wanted to ask, his eyes flashed, "He was shot in the back, but it didn't hit the vital parts. He was just protected by his men and retreated from the other side."

"Not dead?" Ma Liang raised his eyebrows, "He is really a scourge for thousands of years..."

Gong Er raised his eyebrows and glanced at Ma Liang.

"Fuxing, you send her back first." Gong Baosen said to Lao Jiang, "It's nothing, don't go out."

"Yes!" Lao Jiang agreed, "Girl, shall we go first?"

Gong Er knew that her father still had something to do, hesitated slightly, nodded and said: "Dad, then you be careful."

"Okay." Gong Baosen agreed with a smile.

After Gong Er left, everyone immediately divided the work and began to deal with the aftermath.

The last count showed that 27 people died, one of whom was the murderer, shot to death by a crossbow, and the rest were all ordinary spectators, who were trampled to death in the chaos just now, which was horrible.

There were more than 40 injured people who were sent to the hospital.

After Gong Baosen and others were busy at the scene, they rushed to the hospital to see the injured.

This incident was very bad, and major newspapers rushed to report it, and even foreign media joined in the fun.

This put a lot of pressure on the masters. Such a vicious accident occurred in a good game, which made the organizers of these events criticized.

"This Geng Liangchen is a black sheep!" Ma Liang complained, "If it weren't for him, how could this happen? I suggest that he be disqualified from the competition, his results be cancelled, and he should be held responsible for this matter!"

"Ma Liang, what you said is inappropriate, isn't it?" Li Shuwen raised his eyebrows, "Geng Liangchen is also a victim in this matter, can we blame him?"

"If he is a victim, we must be victims too?" Ma Liang sneered, "Go ask the more than 20 dead people, will they think Geng Liangchen is a victim? I think he is a troublemaker! This kind of person is full of right and wrong, whoever is close to him will be unlucky. Our martial arts industry has never participated in Zheng Zhi, and has not participated in gang fights. What about this Geng Liangchen? He is an assassination, a leader of the foot line, and both gangs and Zheng Zhi are involved!"

"From the beginning I knew him, I felt that this kind of person should not join our martial arts industry. What else can this kind of person do except cause trouble for us?"

"If we talk about involving Zheng, we Shouldn't you, Ma Liang, be expelled first?" Ma Yingtu couldn't help but retorted, "You are Han Fuqu's confidant, you are not involved in Zheng, you are a Zhengzhi figure! If you want to expel Geng Liangchen for the reason of involving Zheng, shouldn't you set an example and expel yourself first?"

"Ma Henzi, what do you mean?"

"Don't you understand what I mean?"

"Okay, okay, stop arguing!" Zhang Zimin said impatiently, "If you have something to say, don't argue back and forth. It's normal to have different opinions. Just express your opinions. What's there to argue about?"

"I think Master Ma is right." Sun Lutang suddenly spoke up, "regardless of whether Geng Liangchen is to blame for what happened today, Geng Liangchen should not continue to participate in the competition. First, he was injured, and I think he will not be able to go on stage; second, what if he goes on stage and does something like this? Who will be responsible then?"

"This is the mature words of Mr. Sun, I think so too." Shang Yunxiang nodded.

The atmosphere was slightly silent. Gong Baosen was about to say something when someone came to whisper something in Zhang Zimin's ear. Zhang Zimin's face changed immediately.

"Yu Xuezhong called. I'll answer it!" Zhang Zimin hurried away.

Yu Xuezhong was also alarmed by this incident. The controller of Pingjin called Zhang Zimin and stopped the game directly.

The suspension of the National Martial Arts Elite Competition was obviously a result that the masters did not want to see.

Although the National Martial Arts Elite Competition had just begun, everyone could see that this competition would definitely achieve unprecedented success and have an unprecedented huge influence.

This match is of great significance to the masters who have been managing and promoting Chinese martial arts. How can they watch the match die before it even starts?

Faced with common obstacles and crises, the masters united and mobilized their connections to persuade Yu Xuezhong to give in.

Unfortunately, Yu Xuezhong seemed to be determined and no one could persuade him.

Someone pointed out a clear way for the masters.

"Isn't your match sponsored by Liu Haiqing of the Three Youths? Go find him. Commander Yu may not give face to others, but he will definitely give face to Liu Haiqing."

The masters suddenly realized and their eyes fell on Gong Baosen.

"How could you forget him?" Zhang Zimin said, "Haneda, you brought in Liu Haiqing as sponsor, so you should have a close relationship with him, right? Why don't you go find him and talk to him about this?"

"Yes, Liu Haiqing is said to be an extraordinary person. With him, Yu Xuezhong should not be so stubborn. Brother Hantian, then this matter depends on you?"

"Yes, Hantian, if you need any help, just ask."

Gong Baosen couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Liu Haiqing?

He had only met Liu Haiqing once, so where did the relationship come from?

The reason why Liu Haiqing sponsored the competition was because Geng Liangchen acted as a matchmaker, and it had nothing to do with him.

But he couldn't explain this.

"Okay, if you guys are relieved, leave this to me." Gong Baosen said, "Everyone, let's say goodbye now?"

"Haneda, I'll go with you and see if there's anything I can do to help." Li Shuwen said.

"I'll go too." Zhang Ce said.

"Count me in." Yang Chengpu also stood up.

These three people had the best relationship with Gong Baosen. They took the initiative to offer to help Gong Baosen, which was also within Gong Baosen's expectations.

He smiled with relief and said, "I feel much more relaxed with the three elder brothers coming forward. Things are not urgent. I heard that Geng Liangchen is in the French Concession Hospital. Why don't we go see him first?"

Gong Baosen knew very well that if he wanted Yu Xuezhong to give in, the key to the matter was Geng Liangchen.

And the severity of Geng Liangchen's injury also affected his heart.

He said something sincerely, this game was held for Geng Liangchen.

One minute before Gong Baosen arrived at the hospital, Liu Haiqing arrived first.

Three cars stopped downstairs of the hospital, and a group of "Zhongshan suits" who looked tough and capable got out of the car and surrounded Liu Haiqing with a clatter.

"Everyone, be alert, pay attention to prevention and control, and don't let any suspicious person go!" Liu Haiqing looked around and solemnly ordered, "It's better to catch the wrong person than to let him go. Don't be afraid of something happening. I'll take responsibility if something happens! Do you understand?"

"I understand!" Everyone agreed.

"Go ahead." Liu Haiqing waved his hand, and these people immediately dispersed.

After entering the hospital, Liu Haiqing first called the dean to ask about the injury, but Liao Xianyong also came.

"Director Liu, I knew you would definitely come. Nice to meet you. Xianyong says hello to you." Liao Xianyong greeted warmly.

Liu Haiqing was a little surprised, but not too surprised. He knew that Li Dasen was solved by Liao Xianyong. Su Yi told him about this, and Liao Xianyong was now considered half of his own.

"Boss Liao, how is Xiao Geng?" Liu Haiqing asked straight to the point.

"The bullet hit the left side of the back. The bullet only penetrated the flesh and touched the ribs, but did not penetrate. He lost some blood, but he was treated in time, so there is no danger." Liao Xianyong said hurriedly.

Liu Haiqing looked at the dean.

The dean was a Frenchman. He shrugged and said in half-baked Mandarin: "The fact that Mistry Liao said, now we must perform surgery to remove the bullet for Mr. Geng, but Mr. Geng refused to take anesthesia, which conflicted with Dr. Hendry's treatment plan. Now, they are arguing about it."

"Take me to see him," Liu Haiqing said.

"Director Liu, please come this way." Liao Xianyong hurriedly led the way.

As soon as they left, Gong Baosen came in behind them.

"Should we ask the people here where Geng Liangchen is?" Zhang Ce looked around and said.

"No need," Gong Baosen looked at the back of Liu Haiqing in front of him, "Just follow them."

When going up the stairs, a subordinate came to Liu Haiqing to report that Gong Baosen and others were following behind.

Liu Haiqing thought about it and ignored it.

Soon they arrived at the ward, where five people stood, Su Yi, Yixiantian, Luo Yu, a foreign doctor, and a Chinese nurse.

The Chinese nurse also served as an interpreter, constantly explaining to Su Yi what the doctor meant, that anesthesia must be given, and surgery cannot be performed without anesthesia.

Su Yi just shook his head and didn't listen at all.

"Tell this doctor that if he insists on anesthesia, then either change to a doctor who doesn't give anesthesia, or I change to another hospital." Su Yi's attitude was also very firm.

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Haiqing walked in and said with a smile: "Why, do you want to learn from Guan Erye to scrape the bone to treat the poison?"

"Haiqing is here?" Su Yi saw him and his eyes lit up, "You have been busy recently, it's really rare for you to show up."

"I have to keep an eye on you in the future. If I'm not around, you will definitely do something." Liu Haiqing shook his head, "Why don't you agree to take anesthesia?"

"Anesthetics will affect my nervous system." Su Yi explained, "I am a warrior, and it is important for me to keep my nerves sharp."

"Doctor Hendry said that the effect of anesthesia on the nervous system is minimal. After the anesthesia wears off, you will recover quickly!" The nurse said hurriedly, "And you were shot, the wound is deep, and the bone is injured. The surgery will not only remove the bullet, but also cut off the burned and necrotic flesh inside. If you don't get anesthesia, you won't be able to control yourself during the operation..."

The nurse's description hurts. Liu Haiqing swallowed and persuaded: "Xiao Geng, why don't you get anesthesia? How much can anesthesia affect? ​​It's not as serious as you think. There are so many wounded soldiers in the army who have been anesthetized. I don't think anything has happened. They are all alive and kicking. I think you don't understand this thing and think it's a scourge."

Su Yi still shook his head.

Does anesthesia have an effect on people's nerve reactions?

It must have an effect.

For ordinary people, the effect is minimal and can be ignored.

But for a martial artist who is determined to reach the pinnacle of martial arts, Su Yi dare not take this risk.

"Tell the doctor that if the operation goes wrong because of my reckless movement, I will bear all the responsibilities!" Su Yi said, "In short, I will never use anesthesia."

In fact, it is not uncommon to treat wounds without anesthesia, but Su Yi's gunshot wound is too deep, so the doctor dare not take the risk.

"You are really a martial arts fanatic." Liu Haiqing shook his head helplessly and turned to the dean and said, "Mr. Dean, please arrange the operation. Don't worry, as long as it is not your technical reasons, if something goes wrong, all the responsibilities will be ours."

The dean and the foreign doctor discussed for a while and finally agreed.

This conversation was heard by Gong Baosen and others who were about to enter the door, and several masters were quite moved.

This matter is easy to say, but if it is not for the extremely high pursuit and love of martial arts, who would be willing to do such a self-inflicted thing?

Geng Liangchen deserves the word "martial arts fanatic".

The masters came in one after another. Su Yi sat on the bed facing the door and saluted hurriedly.

"Master Gong, why are you here? These seniors are..."

"Li Shuwen, the master of the spear, Zhang Ce, the master of the arm, and this is Yang Chengpu, the grandson of Tai Chi master Yang Wudi." Gong Baosen introduced them one by one.

Su Yi's face was solemn and he saluted hurriedly.

"The names of the three seniors have long been known, but unfortunately I am injured today and can only lie on the sickbed. It's really rude!"

"People who practice martial arts don't need to be polite."

Li Shuwen and others walked around behind Su Yi and checked his injuries.

As the saying goes, medicine and martial arts are inseparable, and anyone who practices martial arts knows a little about medicine.