Chapter 534 Black Clinic

Chapter 534 Black Clinic

Chen Huan carried the injured Kuangxiong and did not rush to the hospital. Instead, he found a black clinic in a remote location in the West City.

At this time, Qian Wantong will definitely send people to guard the major hospitals. As long as Chen Huan and Kuang Xiong appear, they will definitely eliminate them regardless of the consequences.

For Qian Wantong, the smallest loss is to kill two people so that Qingmutang does not dare to move.

What's more, there were so many stab wounds on Kuang Xiong's body that a professional doctor needed stitches to stop the bleeding. If not, Kuang Xiong's life would not have been saved.

This black clinic was introduced by Dahei. It is said that this is the blackest clinic in Xicheng. It treats anyone, but it only charges 500 yuan before opening. As for other medicines, they are more than ten times more expensive than outside, and they can kill people.

No responsibility is assumed.

Bang! Bang!

"Open the door. Open the door."

Chen Huan supported Kuangxiong, who was covered in blood, and kicked the small door of the black clinic desperately.

Kuang Xiong was worthy of being a man. He had so many injuries on his body and blood was still flowing out, but he still insisted on walking by himself and would never let Chen Huan help.

Moreover, Chen Huan found something in his eyes that deserved his respect, which was the unyielding look in his eyes.

Just from this look in his eyes, Chen Huan felt that no matter how difficult the process was, it was necessary to bring Kuang Xiong under his wing.

"Who is it? What time has it been? And you still knock on the door so hard."

Soon an impatient voice came from inside the house.

Then the door opened a crack, and a dark and slender man appeared beside the door. This should be the blackest black doctor in the South China Sea, Lin Jiacheng.

Lin Jiacheng looked at Kuangxiong and Chen Huan. It was obvious that he didn't know these two bloody men. He did business based on people. Generally, he would charge a higher price for people who were not very famous. If they were a little famous, Lin Jiacheng would directly refuse.

Received.

As a black doctor, he is really not afraid of such people. Anyone who goes out to be a gangster will get hurt one day, and this kind of black doctor is often the last life-saving talisman.

"Hurry up and open the door. Someone is injured. Are you still doing business?"

Chen Huan obviously didn't understand Lin Jiacheng's five-hundred-dollar rule. He saw Kuang Xiong's aura getting weaker and weaker, so he urged Lin Jiacheng.

The other party was even more tempered than himself, so Lin Jiacheng was a little reluctant. Although he was not well-known on the road, no matter who was injured, he had to give him some respect, and anyone who came to seek medical treatment would nod and bow to please him.

"Forget it if you don't understand the rules. No treatment!"

Lin Jiacheng wanted to close the door with a sullen face. Anyway, the world is fighting every day. Lin Jiacheng can live by doing business once a month. He really doesn't care about this business.

Unexpectedly, there was a black doctor with a bigger temper than himself. Chen Huan was a little angry.

He pushed his foot against the door and cursed: "I don't care about your rules. Anyway, you have to treat me if you don't want to."

After saying that, before the door of Linjiacheng was closed tightly, Chen Huan kicked the door away with a heavy kick.

The door in Linjiacheng was almost kicked down by Chen Huan.

Looking at the creaking door that was about to fall, Lin Jiacheng was a little dumbfounded. His dark face seemed to have gone through several changes. When he finally saw Chen Huan clearly walking in, supporting Kuang Xiong with a fierce look, his face turned pale.

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As a black doctor, Lin Jiacheng had eight out of ten people die in his hands. And no matter how miserable they were, they all died. It can be said that he has seen the world.

But Lin Jiacheng has never seen a man with such a violent temper. When you look at him, you will find that his violent temper is so suppressed that it makes it difficult for you to breathe.

When did such a dangerous person appear on the road?

Lin Jiacheng's face turned pale and his eyelids twitched.

Chen Huan helped the dying Kuangxiong to the bed in Linjiacheng's black clinic, and even pulled a sheet to cover him.

"Kang Xiong, don't worry. Nothing will happen." Chen Huan comforted Kuang Xiong.

Kuangxiong smiled solemnly and said: "What can happen? It's just a few pieces of meat and a little less blood. When I get up tomorrow, I will still be a good man. Tonight, it feels so comfortable to kill. Haha~~cough~~"

Kuang Xiong endured the pain and smiled. It seemed that all the injuries on his body were flesh and blood, and there were no major injuries. But there were so many traumatic injuries that he would die from excessive blood loss if he bleeds.

"What are you still looking at? Why don't you quickly stop the bleeding and get stitches?" Chen Huan raised his head and stared at Lin Jiacheng, who was still unmoved.

Although it is called a black clinic, the service attitude should not be so bad.

I have never encountered such an unreasonable person who came to seek medical treatment. Lin Jiacheng snorted lightly. He said unhappily: "I have principles. I want to know who you got this injury from fighting with."

.And pay the money first, and then I will take action. Otherwise, what if someone dies and you default on the bill?"

The black doctor still talks about principles with others? Chen Huan glanced at Lin Jiacheng, what is the difference between this and ### who still chooses customers?

"My injury was caused by a fight with Qian Wantong's people." Kuang Xiong said with a bit of pride.

"That won't be cured." Lin Jiacheng spit out three words. "The person who is against Qian Wantong will not be cured. Because I can't afford to offend him. I'm sorry, you can find another clinic."

Lin Jiacheng refused coldly.

"What did you say? Say it again?"

After Lin Jiacheng finished speaking, Chen Huan stood up and approached Lin Jiacheng with an evil smile on his face.

A faint ferocious smile appeared on Chen Huan's face, as if he was warning Lin Jiacheng, you have no reason to refuse.

Lin Jiacheng forcefully suppressed the chill in his heart. He said seriously: "I'm sorry. I won't save you. This is my principle."

"You can kill me. But this friend of yours is bleeding too much and if you waste time, I'm afraid it will be too late."

Lin Jiacheng didn't dare to look directly at Chen Huan. He was used to seeing dead people, so he didn't dare to face Chen Huan's eyes. He always felt that the eyes were scary and unsettling.

"Ask me again, can you cure it?" Chen Huan asked coldly.

Unexpectedly, in a black clinic, she would meet a black doctor who was even more stubborn than herself. Chen Huan did not have that much patience. If the blood on Kuang Xiong's body continued to flow, Kuang Xiong's life would not be saved no matter how hard he tried. Moreover, according to Chen Huan

As far as I know, this is the only black clinic in Xicheng.

There is really nothing else that can help Kuang Xiong.

"No cure!" Lin Jiacheng was still very stubborn. His face turned pale with fright, but he still gritted his teeth and said firmly. "If you are still stalling for time, your friend's life will be at risk. Find another place quickly."

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After Lin Jiacheng finished speaking this time, Chen Huan reached out and pulled his collar. Chen Huan lifted the thin Lin Jiacheng with one hand.

Lin Jiacheng's entire face changed color when he was suddenly mentioned. Chen Huan's strength was too domineering, and he was also pulled at the collar, making it difficult to breathe.

Lin Jiacheng looked at Chen Huan again. His face had turned livid. Chen Huan used his other hand to pull out two syringes. Then he slowly moved over and did not stop until he was in front of Lin Jiacheng.

"If you don't get treated tonight, you won't have the chance to treat others in the future." Chen Huan said without any emotion, and the syringe in his hand fell down.

"Wait a minute. I'll take care of it."

Lin Jiacheng hurriedly closed his eyes and shouted. After he finished shouting, the pain he imagined did not come. He knew that Chen Huan would definitely stop.

He slowly opened his eyes, and his whole body almost went limp.

The syringe was only one centimeter away from his eyeballs. If he had shouted slower, or if Chen Huan had missed, he might have gone blind.

Lin Jiacheng has been working as a black doctor for several years, and this is the first time he has encountered such an arrogant person.

"Treat it." Chen Huan threw the syringe and Lin Jiacheng aside.

Lin Jiacheng's whole body went limp. He held onto the hospital bed and clutched his chest, gasping for breath. He secretly shouted in his heart that it was so dangerous, so dangerous.

Lin Jiacheng breathed for a while before he calmed down. He glanced at Chen Huan unconvincingly, but he couldn't resist.

"Close the door. I want to help him transfuse blood."

"What's your blood type?" Lin Jiacheng asked Kuangxiong.

"It doesn't matter what his blood type is, the blood is not the same. Just give me some, it won't kill anyone." Kuang Xiong replied.

Both of them were weirdos. Lin Jiacheng felt helpless and ran into a small room next to him and took out two packs of O-type blood.

He didn't dare to be careless, so he took Kuang Xiong's blood and mixed it with O-type blood, and found that they were fused together, and then connected with Kuang Xiong.

After receiving the blood bag, he quickly helped Kuang Xiong stop the bleeding and sutured the wound.

"***, it hurts me so much. Can't you give me some anesthetic?"

"No anesthesia."

"Nah, you're cheating me. You're going to die~~" Kuangxiong cursed feebly while lying on the hospital bed.
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