Beauty and the Bodyguard

"Injured? How did you get injured?"

Lin Yi asked.

"That time, after we came back from North Africa, I received a new mission, which was to track down an international drug smuggler. But I didn't expect that there was a master among them, and I was injured..."

At this point, Yang Huaijun smiled bitterly: "I am lucky. When they saw me falling, they thought I was dead, so they didn't continue to beat me, but the pangolins..."

"Pangolin? What happened to him?"

Lin Yi was startled and asked quickly.

"He sacrificed the pangolin..."

Yang Huaijun said sadly.

"What!"

Lin Yi's face instantly became terrifying. Pangolin, that little boy, always had a bright smile on his face...

Unexpectedly, the comrades who fought side by side two years ago passed away like this...

Seeing Lin Yi's expression, Yang Huaijun could also deeply understand that feeling. The pangolin is Lin Yi's comrade-in-arms, and also his comrade-in-arms Yang Huaijun!

When he first learned about the pangolin's sacrifice, Yang Huaijun, a grown man, couldn't help crying.

"Perhaps, maybe he is not dead..."

Yang Huaijun was afraid that Lin Yi would be sad, so he quickly comforted him.

"The body was not found?"

A glimmer of hope flashed in Lin Yi's eyes. Pangolin is a very shrewd young man. Maybe he can really escape.

"It is said that the corpses were thrown into the drug refining furnace by the drug lords... I only found out about this later."

Yang Huaijun sighed: "When I woke up, I couldn't care less because of the severe pain in my body. I first found a hidden place to hide. Later, I lost consciousness until I was rescued..."

"Fuck his ancestors!"

Lin Yi punched the coffee table in front of him. The exquisite solid wood coffee table was immediately turned into a pile of sawdust by Lin Yi!

Yang Huaijun secretly smacked his tongue, he was worthy of being an eagle, and he was still so fierce. Yang Huaijun asked himself that he would definitely not be able to do this.

"I'm sorry, I was too seriously injured at the time and couldn't go check on my comrades..."

Every time Yang Huaijun thought about this, his heart was filled with guilt.

"It's not your fault!"

Lin Yi shook his head. In that case, he knew that Yang Huaijun could only die if he stepped forward. In this case, the only way to save his strength was to ask, "Are you seriously injured?"

"My whole body was covered with injuries... I took care of myself for more than half a year. After I recovered, I retired."

Yang Huaijun sighed: "Western medicine calls it sequelae, and Chinese medicine calls it a complete severing of the meridians. You can't be emotionally excited, and you can't engage in high-intensity work for a long time. Moreover, you have to take medicine to maintain it."

Lin Yi put the pangolin thing behind him and observed Yang Huaijun carefully: "Give me your hand."

"what are you up to?"

Yang Huaijun was a little surprised, but he still extended his hand as instructed.

"Feel your pulse."

As Lin Yi spoke, he put his hand on Yang Huaijun's wrist, and his expression became serious.

"You can still feel the pulse? No, Ying, I thought you were good at killing people, but you can still save people?"

Yang Huaijun looked at Lin Yi with some surprise, his comrade who had been with him through life and death in a hail of bullets.

"There's a lot more you don't know."

Lin Yi smiled: "Why, don't you believe me?"

"Do not believe?"

Yang Huaijun's eyes widened: "Who do I not believe, and I don't believe you? Back on the battlefield, I could safely leave my back to you!"

"Don't say it so disgustingly."

Although Lin Yi was joking, his heart was getting heavier and heavier.

Yang Huaijun's pulse condition was very poor. It could be felt that although he had recovered, his internal injuries were very serious. Many of his organs had not fully recovered, and there were even signs of continued failure!

"How's it going? I'm in good health, right?"

Seeing that Lin Yi really had his pulse, Yang Huaijun asked a little strangely.

"You only use painkillers to deal with your troubles?"

Lin Yi's question was not answered.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

Yang Huaijun asked.

"Then why aren't you dead yet?"

Lin Yi frowned.

"..."

Yang Huaijun was speechless: "Damn it, are you cursing me to death?"

"It's not that I'm cursing you, but your current situation is very bad. The last injury has not fully recovered at all, but continues to worsen. I don't know how you have been able to hold on for so long with analgesics, but generally To put it another way, someone else would have died of pain long ago."

Lin Yi said with a very solemn expression. He was not alarmist, but stating a fact.

And for people like Yang Huaijun, there is no need for him to lie to him. People who have been on the battlefield have already put life and death aside. Even if Lin Yi tells him that he will die tomorrow, Yang Huaijun will not have any big reaction. .

"An old Chinese medicine doctor said the same thing before, saying that I wouldn't live for more than half a year. Look, am I not going to live well?"

As expected, Yang Huaijun was not emotionally affected by Lin Yi's words, but stretched his arms and legs easily.

"He is right, he has been promoting you for half a year."

Lin Yi nodded.

"Ying, can you please stop burying me? Do you think I look like a dying person?"

Yang Huaijun stared at Lin Yi with some dissatisfaction.

"My name is Lin Yi, don't call me Ying from now on."

Lin Yi glanced at Yang Huaijun and continued: "So, it is a miracle that you have survived until now. It may be related to your tenacious willpower."

"What's wrong with that?"

Yang Huaijun continued to ask.

"You can still use analgesics to relieve physical pain now, but in the future... this situation will become more and more serious!"

Lin Yi said: "You may have noticed by now that the frequency and dosage of your medication are higher than before."

"You... really know medical skills?"

Yang Huaijun was very surprised when Lin Yi told him about his illness!

"What do you think?"

Lin Yi let go of Yang Huaijun's hand. He already had a rough understanding of Yang Huaijun's condition.

Yang Huaijun's situation is very complicated. As the saying goes, medicines are three parts poisonous. Each herbal medicine will cause more or less damage to the organs in the body.

In other words, if Lin Yi prescribes a prescription to treat the heart, it may affect Yang Huaijun's spleen or liver, etc., but if he treats Yang Huaijun's liver, it may affect his heart or kidneys.

All in all, no matter which part of the body is treated, it will cause side effects on other organs. In this way, treatment is worse than no treatment, which will only make his death faster.

Seeing Lin Yi lost in thought, Yang Huaijun couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with you? What are you thinking about?"

"I miss your condition."

Lin Yi sighed slightly: "It's very complicated. Conventional Chinese medicine therapy will affect other organs. Although it may be effective for one of your organs alone, it will accelerate the failure of other organs. If treated together, If so, it would be equivalent to no treatment, or death from direct poisoning."