To put it bluntly, if the other party didn't notice it and was killed by her, then the third uncle's plan would also be affected.
"Don't worry." Yan Zhan rubbed Manshu's hair with his uninjured left hand.
Childhood said angrily at the side: "That's right, your third uncle is a tough guy. This kind of injury is nothing to him, and he doesn't care about asking me to change the dressing."
"Manshu, you might as well feel sorry for your brother Nian. At that time, that man actually tried to break my scalpel hand. His heart was so cruel!"
Childhood raised his hand exaggeratedly: "You don't know, the insurance on my hand is over one million."
He didn't buy this insurance himself, it was offered by the hospital on his own initiative.
Of course, it's not the city hospital, it's St. Paul's Hospital.
His hands are really important. After all, they are the hands of a surgeon.
If there is any injury, it may affect the operation.
"Didn't I hit that person's head with a chair at the critical moment?"
Let your hands escape you forget?
Manshu thought about how insurance was mentioned in her childhood, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "By the way, I saved your hand and life. You see, I don't want the 1 million insurance, just give me half of it."
When I was a child, I would hit Manju whenever I stretched out my hand.
Yan Zhan glared at him and restrained himself.
"Okay, you uncle and nephew are in the same group, I'm leaving, okay?"
He pretended to be angry and ran out quickly.
"Oh, by the way, Yan Zhan, you are a patient now, remember not to leave this room."
As soon as he ran out, before Manshu and Yan Zhan could get closer to say a word, another head poked his head in the door.
Manshu and Yan Zhan looked at him in unison. This time, Childhood smiled, closed the door and left.
"Are you scared?" Yan Zhan leaned against the bedside. He was indeed injured a little, but he was quickly dealt with it and it was nothing serious.
Although there was a dull pain in his chest, his little girl was fine, so Yan Zhan didn't think the injury was anything.
Manshu immediately shook his head: "It's just that if Third Uncle does this, will the other party really think that you are affected by the virus?"
"Then it depends on what kind of person the other person is."
Yan Zhan doesn't plan everything, he also takes a gamble.
However, if the other party determines that he is most affected by the virus and still has doubts, he will test him again, and Yan Zhan will make corresponding arrangements.
As soon as Yan Zhan finished speaking, he received a call from Fatty Sun.
"Third Master, we have entered a hotel here. We need you to come forward and let us get the hotel's surveillance."
Yan Zhan agreed and there was no need to communicate with the Qin Family Hotel.
He only asked Fatty Sun to send him the specific address, and he directly controlled it remotely, hacked into the hotel's surveillance system, and then called up the surveillance on the top floor.
After pulling back and forth for a whole day, they finally saw the true face of the person who attacked them.
Yes, the man was wearing a mask when he attacked them.
However, now that surveillance was available, Yan Zhan was able to restore the man's appearance through analysis of the photos.
This person turned out not to be an alienated person deliberately created by the x organization, but simply awakened the wind power.
Even though this person's information had been erased once by the x organization, Yan Zhan still restored a lot of it manually.
Including, when he was fifteen years old, he found that he was particularly easy to win when playing basketball, and he seemed to have the ability to control the wind.
He first told his friends, but no one believed him. He told his family that his father thought he was mentally ill, and his stepmother spread the word everywhere that his son was delusional and thought he had super powers.
As a result, no one believed that he really had powers anymore, but thought that he was really sick.