When the 12o ambulance in Xijing City entered the Beauty Grotto, it was revealed by Scar, who was standing at the intersection and looking around. When he saw the red banner on the roof of the ambulance, his head buzzed: "Oh my god! Something happened to my brother!" After saying this, Scar, tears flowed down.

"My fellow villagers, our village director, come out soon after something happened." Craven shouted, crying, and he was tripped by himself several times. Hearing Craven shouting, the men, women, young and old in Craven rushed out of their homes. Craven is now counting on Hua Tiancheng to lead everyone on the road to wealth. If something happened to him, wouldn't everything be over?

Just when the 12o ambulance climbed onto Shenlong Mountain, the men, women, young and old in Meirengou ran sweating and panting, and they all rushed to Shenlong Mountain together. Many people saw the 12o ambulance and knew that Hua Tiancheng was injured. Seeing a red banner hanging on the roof of the car, it proved that Hua Tiancheng was not dead yet and might be in danger. But the people in Meirengou did not understand. Since Hua Tiancheng was seriously injured, why didn't he rescue him in a large hospital? Instead, he was sent back to Shenlong Mountain? The people in Meirengou, who had all kinds of doubts, had tears on their faces surrounded the 12o ambulance.

Soon Hua Tiancheng was carried down by four doctors with one handrail. When the people in the Beauty Groove saw that Hua Tiancheng was lying quietly on the One Handrail, with his eyes tightly closed and bleeding from his mouth, he burst into tears. It was already noon, and it was the time for everyone to have lunch, but Hua Tiancheng didn't know where the people in the Beauty Groove had the heart to eat? Thinking of the Beauty Groove that was about to get better, because Hua Tiancheng fell down, it was about to turn into a bubble, and everyone cried even more sadly.

A few respected old men looked at the crying Dingxiang and asked, "Dingxiang, Director Hua was shot. If you don't hurry up and ask the doctors in Xijing City to treat him, are you going to watch him die? Is he dead or alive now? You are the one who has visited him in Xijing City, and you are also Hua Tiancheng's closest person. Today you will tell you something clear."

"My fellow villagers in Meirengou, please listen to me. I know that everyone saw Director Hua, who went to Xijing City while standing, but now he was back lying down, and his life and death are uncertain. I can't say whether he is dead or I am alive. He is the great hero of the people. This is a banner written by the Xijing Municipal Public Security Bureau for Hua Tiancheng. He rescued fifteen female college students from an underground palace. When the municipal bureau held a celebration meeting, a bad person shot at a female detective. He rushed over to save the person, but unfortunately he was shot.

Look, there is a golden green light shield on your Director Hua's body now. This is not something the doctor has made. It is the golden green cat's eye stone on his neck. The light emitted from it plays a protective role. As for whether this protective shield can be kept, the fate of your Director Hua depends on his luck.

This light shield looks soft, but it is as hard as iron. The doctor cannot get close to him for surgery, and no one can do it if he touches it with his hands. When Tiancheng was getting better, he told me that if he had an accident, he would ask me to take him back to Shenlong Mountain, put it in front of the Immortal Medical Pavilion, and then light a bonfire. Villagers, there is heavy snow in the sky now, and your Director Hua is about to be placed in the ice and snow. Wouldn't he be frozen to death? If everyone has a little conscience, don't blame me, just pick up firewood.

Tiancheng, let me leave him here for three days and three nights, so that many people who have kindness and kindness, or those who have kindness and others will come to see him for the last time. This golden green cover covers Tiancheng's soul, and his soul is still there. Tiancheng also told me that he has to wait for the three most important people in his life to come in these three days and three nights. As for who it is, I don't know. When it comes, everyone will see it. If the three people he is waiting for do not appear, the protective cover on Tiancheng's body will automatically be extinguished, and his soul will leave his body, and he will never survive again."

Speaking of this, Dingxiang was heartbroken and burst into tears. Only then did the villagers of Meirengou know what was going on. The news that Hua Tiancheng was shot was like a gust of wind, and it soon spread throughout the streets and alleys of Jinniu Town. Many people drove to Shenlong Mountain. For a time, the parking lot at the foot of Shenlong Mountain was full of small cars, and there were probably hundreds of cars. Because there were too many people visiting Hua Tiancheng, the platform of Shenlong Mountain could no longer stand. Anyone who came to Hua Tiancheng was as deep as water, and many people had tears on their faces.

When Dingxiang cried, many ordinary people cried, and the crying kept coming, which was earth-shaking. Especially when a 93-year-old lady wearing good clothes and clever ears and eyes walked to Hua Tiancheng and spoke a sad voice: "My son, what's wrong with you? My godmother has just enjoyed your blessing for a few days, why did you fall down? If you die, what's the point of letting your godmother live? Oh my god, are good people really not long-lasting?"

The old lady's crying moved again, and the most fragile string in the hearts of every conscientious person. Mayor Yan brought Hu Die, Guo Nanzheng and Ma Xuehua also came, and most of the surgeons and nurses of Jinniu Town People's Hospital came. Director Huang came, and Vice President Du Juan also followed him to see Hua Tiancheng. All the police officers from Jinniu Town Police Station also came together because Hua Tian became Jinniu Town Police Station and solved several major cases. Besides, Director Wang and Hua Tiancheng are still good friends.

When Director Wang saw Hua Tiancheng, he couldn't help but think of Geng Shuang, so he called Geng Shuang. When the phone was called, Director Wang asked very seriously: "Geng Shuang, are you still in the cadre study class in Xijing City? Let me tell you a bad news. Hua Tiancheng is already in the dying life. Everyone who should come has come to see him, and you, the person who once loved him, has not appeared yet. If you come late, you will never see Hua Tiancheng again. His left atrium was shot by a sniper, and you don't know whether you are alive or not. Are you talking? What's the use of crying? Come quickly, don't you want to see him for the last time?"

"Tiancheng, don't die. You must wait for me to see you for the last time." Geng Shuang cried on the phone.

Director Wang saw that Hua Tiancheng was already lying on a large wooden board, and many middle-aged people in the beauty ditch had brought a canvas tent from their homes and built it for those who came to visit Hua Tiancheng to hide from the wind and snow. Someone built a small tent for Hua Tiancheng to lie inside without being disturbed by the wind and snow. The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the number of people who came to see Hua Tiancheng was still increasing.

Author Sheng Shi Longteng said: The book has not been finished yet. The guaranteed update is 8ooo words every day. Generally, the update time is 8 o'clock in the morning, 1 noon, 5 o'clock in the afternoon, 8 o'clock in the evening, and the additional update is about 10 o'clock. The unit has been powered off today, so it has not been updated on time, but before 12 o'clock, the update of 10,000 words has been completed. Please encourage more understanding and less blows. The more you hit, the less you feel in the mood. If the author is in a good mood, the quality of the chapters you wrote will improve. I know that everyone is anxious, and I will try to update on time. There are too many things at the end of the year, and sometimes I am more anxious. Everyone pays to read books, and I am ensuring the number of colleagues, and it is not easy. Writing books is a chore, and only those who have written will understand the pain and joy in it.
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