Chapter 66

Taking two steps as if they were one, Bak rushed up the nine steps of the staircase, his strong strides leaving the security guards who were chasing him far behind. Meanwhile, the security guards downstairs had already started calling 110 and 120.

Not for any other reason, but the bloodstains on the shoes of the unconscious man with glasses were enough to make the security guards feel that the situation was beyond their control.

Bak, who had leaped up the floor, also saw the bloodstains outside the elevator! The bloodstained footprints came from a room on the left side of the corridor!

Bak instinctively reached into his pocket... there were no gloves, so he used the dust cover for driving luxury cars to cover his hands and feet, and then took large strides to avoid the bloodstains on the ground and rushed into the room.

He immediately saw Zhou Xiaoli lying on the ground, her head covered in blood, and her left hand holding a folding fruit knife!

A man who was not particularly strong was bleeding profusely from his chest!

People have different levels of intimacy, and Bak immediately supported Zhou Xiaoli, feeling a great relief in his heart. The sensation and the reaction of the body's muscles and nerves were absolutely not the dead weight of a corpse. Once the soul leaves the body, the corpse becomes a pile of lifeless flesh, devoid of any vitality.

Thankfully, the body in his hands had not become like that. He wiped Zhou Xiaoli's forehead through the dust cover, clearly seeing the blood marks left by a collision. Looking at the bloodstains on the wall at about half a person's height, he wondered if it was a concussion that caused her to faint?

The girl's eyes were not even tightly closed, and a foolish look was evident as she stared blankly through the gaps in her eyelids. Her left hand held a sharp knife, and her right hand held a phone, both trying to grip them tightly, but her reactions were more like a spasm, twitching nervously!

Considering that there had been no news after Bak received the call, he leaned close to the girl's tightly closed mouth, not smelling any strange odor, but seeing a juice bottle on the floor of the sparsely furnished room, with water spilled all over the ground and half a bottle still shaking. He picked it up and lightly licked a bit, tasting a slightly sour flavor. With just a bit of analysis, as he had practiced in Afghanistan during his anti-drug operations, he could tell that there was a bitter and sour taste in the water.

It was almost certain that it was an oral hallucinogenic drug!

He picked up the girl and looked for the bathroom nearby. Touching the edge of her black skirt, he felt something hard. Sensing it, he pulled it out, and it was indeed his ID card and bank card. Bak, with quick thinking, directly threw the bank card on the ground and grabbed the only remaining half of a bar of soap from the sink, quickly washing his hands under the tap. He then scooped up water and poured it into Zhou Xiaoli's mouth, even pushing a layer of soap into her mouth!

Security guards were already rushing to the door, hesitant to enter, and repeatedly asking, "Is anyone there? What happened?" There was even a woman's voice, sounding older.

Bak shouted, "Come in and help, look at the blood on the ground, get a woman to come in..." He could feel the body he was holding starting to convulse, the result of the stomach being stimulated by the soapy water, about to start vomiting.

A middle-aged woman, likely a property management staff, entered with a face full of shock, but perhaps driven by a burning curiosity, she poked her head in, "What happened? What happened?" She was holding a phone, taking photos!

Bak realized he should have taken photos when he first entered. He then made Zhou Xiaoli, who was already gagging, lean over the bathtub in the bathroom, "You hold her, she's been poisoned, drugged... I'll save the injured!"

The woman tiptoed into the bathroom, "Not protect the scene? We've already called the police and ambulance!" but she still reached out to catch Zhou Xiaoli.

Bak let go and knelt half in front of the man, feeling his pulse, which was very weak!

In fact, it had only been a few minutes since Bak received Zhou Xiaoli's call, but the deep and large chest wound indicated that the man, who had likely used a hallucinogenic drug to try to incapacitate Zhou Xiaoli, had clearly underestimated her resolve. The long, horizontal cut made it difficult for Bak to handle!

Fortunately, the cut was diagonal and across the outer side of the chest, so it didn't penetrate deep enough to damage the heart. Bak regretted not having his usual battlefield hemostatic powder at hand, but he bent down to assess the bleeding.

For him, it was like a water company responding to a report of a broken pipe; stopping the leak was the only thing he could do, and it was what he was best at. In the midst of the bloody mess, he reached out without hesitation to search and find the artery above the victim's collarbone, pressing it firmly with his fingers, not daring to let go without any tools!

Finally, he could only use one hand to lift the man's shoulders, trying to close the wound and slowly raise his right shoulder, making the entire wound higher than his heart. The key to saving his life was to prevent massive blood loss.

Unlike the ruthless killings on an unknown island, Bak's first reaction now was to save the man. First, because the man, regardless of his crimes, no longer posed any threat to him. Second, Bak was not familiar with how domestic law defined self-defense, but the difference between a dead and a living person would have a significant impact on Zhou Xiaoli.

The bank card was just to guide and deepen the event.

Now, he had to do his best to save this person. In comparison, Zhou Xiaoli's head injury and poisoning would not be life-threatening. Instantly assessing the priorities was a basic skill for a military doctor.

When the first police officer rushed to the door and was about to draw his gun to warn Bak not to move, he saw the dust cover on Bak's hands and feet and realized he was probably not the criminal, "You..."

Bak carefully supported the man's body, "Come help me keep this angle!" The police officer quickly holstered his gun, stepped over the blood on the ground, and followed Bak's instructions to support the body, while also observing the surroundings. Bak also observed, particularly interested in the police officer's duty equipment, "Clamps, give me your metal clamps..."

The police officer, seeing Bak's hand pressing the wound, understood but was a bit surprised, and handed over the baton's clip, "It's not sterilized, not afraid of infection?"

Bak skillfully took it and pressed the ruptured blood vessel, just like a hemostatic clamp, "Without life, infection is meaningless!" This was the battlefield rule. He then took off his black tank top, tore it with his teeth into a triangular bandage, and skillfully wrapped it around the man's chest, including his arm, "He's not dead, let's carry him downstairs to wait for the ambulance? Every second counts!"

The police officer had also received some emergency training but was clearly not as skilled or confident as the dark-skinned man in front of him. He nodded and stood up, transmitting the information through his shoulder microphone, "One injured, severely injured, chest trauma, request traffic assistance for the ambulance!"

As they worked together, the police officer noticed Bak's unusual way of carrying the injured, almost cradling him under his left armpit, while the police officer only needed to lift the man's feet. They immediately left the room, and the waiting security guards had already stopped the elevator, "That elevator has blood, we've shut it down..." It seemed everyone now had a sense of evidence.

In the elevator, the police officer kept looking at Bak's unfamiliar actions, but Bak was calm and composed, as this was the only way to avoid touching the chest wound and still be ready to use his right hand for a gun!

Sometimes, a combat-capable medic is truly more formidable than other comrades, always ready to fight even while carrying someone!

How can a military doctor save others if he cannot even protect himself?

So, Bak's combat skills were truly outstanding.

With light and steady steps, they reached the ground floor and carried the injured to the entrance of the residential area, where a stretcher was already waiting. Bak quickly informed the doctors and nurses, "Chest stab wound, 30 cm long, severe bleeding, bleeding from the mouth, likely injured the lungs, but the heart is not damaged, pulse..." He indicated the wound location by pulling his black tank top diagonally, and the doctors nodded in agreement, as they would only add an oxygen mask to the injured person's face and hurry to the ambulance!

Bak also reminded them, "This is a criminal! Attempted rape and robbery..." His left wrist was immediately handcuffed, and the police officer who came down with him grabbed the other end of the handcuffs, "It's too chaotic, you'll have to bear with it, we'll take your statement later, Old Zhang! You go with the ambulance... there's another injured person, no, two!"

They could see the still unconscious Manager Chen being supported by the security guards, and the property management lady helping Zhou Xiaoli stand on the third-floor balcony, her eyes still dazed, barely able to focus on the scene below, tears streaming down her face!

For the second time, she was crying in front of Bak.

Bak really regretted it.

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