Special Forces Medic-Chapter 671 - 634 Ghost

Xiao Lin did not move, and locked the door behind him to prevent more people from entering.

The room that had been shot through was about thirty to forty square meters. He could encompass all the objects within sight with a glance from the corner of his eye: the toy cabinet, the cupboard stacked with quilts, and the tables and small chairs used by the children for eating.

A layer of wooden boards covered the cement floor to serve as the ground, and the heating pipes against the wall were used for sleeping, along with two wall-mounted air conditioners to ensure the room's temperature to keep the children from catching a cold. It was evident that the director here cared a lot.

The child's breathing was very steady, he didn't notice any problem in the man's arms, breathing with his small open mouth, occasionally making the sound of air swirling in his trachea when inhaling. Xiao Lin glanced at him, noticing his resemblance to Zhang Qian, especially the nose.

Lifting his gaze from bottom to top, he scrutinized the man holding the child. His hair was neither long nor short, tied high at the back of his head. His clothing was peculiar, revealing half an arm, a satin band around his waist, and his loose pants tightly fastened at the ankles, making him look like he wasn't a local, with a strong exotic flair.

Xiao Lin noticed two short blades placed on the ground, resembling paired blades—one slightly longer and the other shorter and thicker. He had never heard of anyone using such weapons, but the identity of the intruder as an assassin was clear. After all, he was a step too late.

Moving at a speed invisible to the naked eye, Xiao Lin stopped two steps away from the child. The seemingly asleep man was not someone easy to attack, as any angle might affect the child. This was a good assassin, an intelligent one.

"Military Doctor, I advise you to step back a little, otherwise, no matter how fast you are, you won't be able to snatch this child from me to treat him." The man's eyes did not raise, and he didn't blink, but the mother blade placed aside had already cut into the child's slender neck, and the short thick dagger in the man's hand appeared unusually eerie. The colorful stones on the hilt were dazzling.

Though not compliant, Xiao Lin still took a step back, his tightly pressed lips showing no expression.

"I've heard that Dragon Soul's Military Doctor is a brave person, but now that I see you, it's just so-so." The man opened his eyes, and his peculiar pupils reminded Xiao Lin of someone. The black and silver dual pupils were quite famous in Northern Europe. Who could command this person? Certainly not Black Crow.

"You don't stay in Northern Europe but come to Huaxia just for a child like this? If that gets out, I'm sure those who died by your paired blades would rise from their graves to seek revenge on you." Xiao Lin calmly spoke, the inadvertently revealed aura began to spread around him, an invisible pressure slowly attacking the other.

"Such a strong aura!" The blade in the man's hand had already nicked the child's neck, a trace of blood dripping from the tender skin. No matter how many steps back he took, he couldn't escape this overwhelming pressure. "I heard you killed Zacks!"

"If you say so." Xiao Lin didn't bother to refute, as it was meaningless. "Known as 'Ghost', not belonging to 'Black Crow', I personally don't wish to make an enemy of you, so I hope you don't involve yourself, and hand over the child to me."

'Ghost' watched out of the corner of his eye as Xiao Lin extended his hand. After a long time, he let out an eerie laugh from his mouth. "The death of 'Snake Exterminator' by your hand seems unfair now from my perspective." 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

The contemptuous words echoed in the quiet space, capable of speaking harsh words in a bland manner, which was an art in itself, thought Xiao Lin. "Personally, I don't think your controller needs to expend so much effort to take me out, it's just a worthless shell, though I feel sorry for that snake, it was a rare species."

"You can't have the child, but as for your life, I'm taking it today." 'Ghost' shoved the child to the side, yanking the mother blade from his neck. Xiao Lin couldn't help but furrow his brows.

Word has it that 'Ghost' never leaves survivors, regardless of whether they are infants or the elderly, even livestock aren't spared. He had no intention of letting the child live. Under the immense aura, the blood scent from the mother blade lightly sprinkled onto the floor, and Xiao Lin's trace was no longer in front of him.

An ordinary person would have already gone to pursue their target, but 'Ghost' remained in his initial sitting position, neither searching for Xiao Lin nor concerning himself with the object he discarded. He trusted his weapon as much as he trusted himself, this confidence stemming from never failing before. Regardless of how mysteriously Dragon Soul's Military Doctor was praised outside, in his eyes, he was just another man.

If it's a person, there will be weaknesses. As long as there are weaknesses to exploit, one is deemed a dead person. Just now, he discovered Xiao Lin's weakness, so he already considered him as someone who is soon to die.

The boy's eyes remained closed. Xiao Lin caught the falling body first, gently placing him on the ground, with red blood trickling down from his neck. The cut was deep; he didn't overthink it, using a hand to cover the bleeding wound.

The child murmured something, still showing no signs of waking up; this was no longer the effect of medication.

Xiao Lin's brow almost furrowed into a small hill, without any stitching tools, such an injury wouldn't last long, whether he was Zhang Qian's child or not, it was an innocent life.

Quickly pressing several acupoints, Xiao Lin used the Silver Needle he carried to act as sutures, passing through the ten-centimeter wound, precisely piercing through where the artery was just cut, temporarily stitching the wound, tearing off his clothing to tightly bind the wound, fearing the child might awaken midway, Xiao Lin pressed his black sweet acupoint.

"Truly brilliant!"

The unique metallic sensation of cold weapons appeared on his shoulder, faintly emitting its cold hard texture, the reflective point being so unique. "Military Doctor, I don't know whether to say you are overly confident or too foolish, leaving your entire back exposed for such a useless thing is taboo. Didn't Dragon Soul teach you about these?"

"'Ghost'! I intended to let you go, but now you've provoked my anger." Xiao Lin didn't mind the weapon on his shoulder, calmly standing up and moving out from under its threat.

Turn around! Step forward! Extend his right hand! (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to vote for it with recommendation votes and monthly votes on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation.)