Qi Taiguo sat on the hospital bench, holding his head with both hands, his eyes fixed on a spot beneath his feet. In his mind, Gao Linbing's last words kept echoing incessantly.
He was really foolish, truly foolish!
"Deputy Battalion Commander Qi, your leg, let me take you for a bandage..." Cheng Jiasheng was pushed over by the crowd, speaking anxiously, with no other choice, since he was more familiar with Qi Taiguo.
Qi Taiguo's gaze fell on his own leg, and his eyes suddenly darkened, his lips tightened even further.
This leg wound, it was Gao Linbing who inflicted it, only hitting the side of the thigh. The bullet penetrated the flesh, but it wouldn't cause any major problems and definitely wouldn't be disabling because it didn't hit the arteries or tendons, those deadly places. Otherwise, it might have been crippling.
