The world turned white, and Lin Fan's eyes widened.
"Does it hurt here?"
He extended his right hand and gently covered the area.
Ye Qian shook her head, "Not here, a little to the side."
Lin Fan moved his hand and squeezed gently.
Indeed, there was a very small hard lump inside.
Judging by the feel, it was the smallest and most benign nodule, one that wouldn't need attention if it didn't grow.
"Is it serious?"
Ye Qian, worried he might touch it carelessly, firmly grasped his wrist.
Just then, Gao Lu walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of hangover soup.
"It's not serious."
Lin Fan grinned mischievously and suddenly shouted towards the doorway, "Ye Qian! You're Gao Lu's best friend, I know I'm handsome, but you can't do this, let go!"
"You're playing me!"
Ye Qian finally realized what was happening and turned, just in time to see Gao Lu walk in.
Her blouse was disheveled, and she trembled nervously.
Most importantly, her hand was still gripping Lin Fan's wrist.
To an outsider, it would look as if she were deliberately seducing Lin Fan.
"You want me to play with you? How can there be a woman as shameless as you in this world!"
Lin Fan yanked his hand back abruptly and moved to Gao Lu's side.
Ye Qian was completely dumbfounded. How did it turn out like this?
Wasn't the plan for her to seduce Lin Fan and then reveal his true colors when Gao Lu returned?
How did it backfire?
"Lulu, let me explain, Lin Fan set me up!"
Ye Qian opened her mouth, but her explanation felt weak and powerless.
Seeing is believing; anyone witnessing the scene would not believe her words.
Gao Lu's expression shifted from red to green, then to white, and finally darkened completely.
"Qianqian, it seems you've really had too much to drink. Drink this hangover soup and go to bed early!"
She placed the soup on the table and turned to go to the bedroom.
"Lulu, let me explain, it's not what you think..."
Knock, knock, knock!
No matter how much Ye Qian knocked, there was no response from inside.
"Lin Fan, are you happy now?!"
Ye Qian turned, glaring hatefully at Lin Fan.
Lin Fan spread his hands, "I was just defending myself."
"You win!"
Ye Qian stomped her foot in anger. Her plan had failed, not only had the "scoundrel" Lin Fan taken advantage of her, but she had also caused her best friend to misunderstand her.
What a complete failure!
She went downstairs and out the door, needing some cold air to calm down.
As a police officer, she was accustomed to carrying a walkie-talkie wherever she went.
"Captain, the fugitive has entered the back mountain of Luofeng Village. We are in pursuit!"
"Roger that! This fugitive is a case Officer Ye has been pursuing for three years. The suspect is armed, be extremely careful!"
"Yes, Captain!"
Immediately after, two muffled gunshots echoed from the direction of Luofeng Mountain.
"Captain, Old Zhao has been shot! Requesting backup, requesting backup..."
"Reinforcements will take twenty minutes to reach the scene. You need to withdraw first and ensure your safety!"
Ye Qian quickly grabbed her walkie-talkie and asked loudly, "Xiao Zhang, how is Old Zhao? Where are you now?"
"Officer Ye?"
Xiao Zhang was taken aback, then replied, "We are inside Luofeng Mountain. The fugitive armed with a gun is heading northwest. Old Zhao was shot in the leg and can no longer move."
"You and Old Zhao come to Xiaofan Medical Hall in the village for treatment. I'll chase the fugitive!"
After saying this, Ye Qian took out a rope gun from her car and ran towards Luofeng Mountain.
The rope gun had very little power and was specifically designed for apprehending fugitives.
In her haste, she couldn't find a better weapon.
After all, it was her day off, and she wasn't supposed to carry a real firearm.
Despite this, she had been tracking this case for over three years.
Now that the criminal had finally appeared, how could she let him go so easily?
Inside the house.
Ye Qian looked at Lin Fan and demanded, "Confess! Did you set up Qianqian just now?"
Lin Fan chuckled, "How did you know?"
Gao Lu said exasperatedly, "Our friendship has spanned many years, Qianqian and I, I know what kind of person she is. She wouldn't do something like this even if it meant her death!"
Lin Fan scratched his head, "She tried to seduce me and frame me first, I was just defending myself. Besides, you saw through it clearly just now, so why were you angry?"
"Hmph, it's all for show!"
Gao Lu couldn't keep up the act anymore, and she burst into laughter, "Where's Lulu? You don't really think I was angry, do you? That's enough, hurry up and call her back for dinner."
The two of them went downstairs. The car door was open, but the person was gone.
"Where is she?"
Gao Lu took out her phone and dialed Ye Qian's number, only to find her phone inside the car.
"Could something have happened to Qianqian?"
She started to panic. It was dark, and Ye Qian had drunk quite a bit. What if she fell into a ditch and got hurt?
"Oh right, I think I heard gunshots earlier."
As Lin Fan spoke, Zhao Widow ran over.
"Xiaofan, two men are injured. They said they're police officers."
"Where are they?"
"Old Wang is bringing them here on a cart, they'll be here soon."
A moment later, Wang Guanggun arrived, pushing a single-wheeled cart with two men lying on it.
"Qiqi, Chu Zi, duty calls!"
Tian Dabao called back, then carried one of them into the medical hall.
Wang Guanggun and Zhao Widow helped the other man up and followed suit.
In just a few minutes, Old Zhao's wound was bandaged.
However, due to excessive blood loss, his face was very pale, and he had lost consciousness.
A bullet had struck his left thigh, and shrapnel remained lodged inside.
"Doctor Lin, we've met at the police station. You can call me Xiao Zhang."
Xiao Zhang flashed his badge.
His injury was minor, a small graze on his arm from the bullet, requiring no bandaging or hemostasis.
"Qiqi, Chu Zi, Lulu, take Xiao Zhang outside to rest. I'll handle things here."
After everyone had left, a purple light flickered in Lin Fan's eyes as he examined Old Zhao's wound.
"Fortunately, the bullet grazed the artery before lodging in the bone."
"It didn't damage the veins or muscles. As long as the bullet is removed and he gets some rest, he'll be fine."
Lin Fan channeled a surge of spiritual energy, tightly wrapping the bullet and gently extracting it.
He sprinkled some wound powder on the wound and re-bandaged it.
The entire process took less than five minutes.
"Doctor Lin, how is Old Zhao doing?"
Xiao Zhang eagerly asked as Lin Fan emerged from the room.
"The bullet has been removed, and the artery was not damaged. He's only unconscious due to blood loss. I'll prescribe some blood-replenishing and nourishing medicine. He should recover in about ten days to half a month," Lin Fan replied.
"The bullet's out?"
Xiao Zhang's mouth gaped in surprise.
He had some understanding of bullet extraction surgery. Even surgical experts in major city hospitals would need an operating room and a team of assistants.
And that would still take about thirty minutes.
If one factored in anesthesia and pre-operative preparation, it would take at least an hour to leave the operating room.
Yet, Lin Fan had done it in five minutes. Was that even possible?
"Doctor Lin, are you just trying to comfort me?"
Xiao Zhang expressed his doubt.