Kong Qiao was seriously injured, with severe burns all over his body. Tang Jun was familiar with this kind of burns, gasoline. Like himself, Kong Qiao was burned after someone poured gasoline all over his body.
Tang Jun didn't ask much about the reason for Kong Qiao's injury. But from Kong Qiao's eyes, Tang Jun could see the same hatred as his own. Although Kong Qiao was injured, it could be seen from her body that before the injury, this woman must have been
She is a very beautiful woman.
"First remove your superficial scars. I will give you some Chinese medicine to treat the internal injuries slowly. Only after the scars are gone can we proceed to the next step of the operation..."
Tang Jun said seriously.
"Can my injury really be cured?"
Kong Qiao's voice trembled, obviously she couldn't believe what Tang Jun said.
"Don't worry, there is no injury that cannot be cured in this world as long as I, Tang Jun, want to cure it."
Tang Jun's words were filled with strong self-confidence. He turned around and walked to the medicine cabinet, and quickly grabbed the needed Chinese medicine from the medicine cabinet. The Chinese medicine to treat internal injuries had to be brewed by Tang Jun himself, because others could not control the heat, and Tang Jun did not trust others.
"I have to prepare the medicine to treat scars myself. By the way, you also need to prepare some things."
Tang Jun said while grabbing the medicine.
"what?"
Kong Qiao asked quickly.
"You need to customize a large wooden barrel. You decide the size yourself. You have to take a bath in the wooden barrel and soak your whole body in it. It is best for the wooden barrel to have a lid, so the effect will be better. In addition to the wooden barrel, you also need to prepare
A large water boiler, the kind that can control the temperature. You also need to prepare a few large casseroles, and by the way, it’s best to prepare a long hose.”
Tang Jun reported what he needed.
"Okay, I'll call someone to prepare these things now. Do you need anything else?"
Yanying asked next.
"I don't need it for the time being, but in a month, I will need a place where I can do plastic surgery. I need some equipment and materials. I will list them in a while, and get these things to me as soon as possible..."
Tang Jun was not polite to Yan Ying at all. Since he chose to cooperate, of course Tang Jun wanted to maximize the benefits.
"no problem……"
Yan Ying nodded, as long as she could heal Kong Qiao's injury, it would be worth it no matter how much it cost. Kong Qiao was a talented girl, and over the years, this girl had given Yan Ying too many surprises.
"Well, after you have everything ready, we will start the formal treatment. I will give her some medicine to treat internal injuries. Let me tell you first, the medical expenses are not cheap..."
Tang Jun turned his head and glanced at the three of them.
"Cai Fan, you will be the big boss in the future, but you still need this little money?"
Yan Ying glanced at Tang Jun with disdain.
"Brothers are still settling accounts openly. It is only natural to pay for medical treatment. I am not a philanthropist, I am a doctor. Can I cure it?"
Tang Jun's hand movements stopped.
"You're cruel, tell me how much it will cost."
Yan Ying glared at Tang Jun fiercely.
"one million……"
Tang Jun stretched out a finger.
"It's dark enough, huh, I'll give you the money, let's see..."
Yan Ying muttered, but she knew that the price of one million was really not expensive. For Kong Qiao's injuries, Yan Ying spent countless one million dollars. In fact, the price given by Tang Jun was the internal price. If it were replaced by
Tang Jun would not be able to heal a person he didn't know even if he spent less than five million dollars. Of course, if Tang Jun suddenly had a kind heart, that would be a different matter.
The three people quietly watched Tang Jun busy, grabbing and brewing medicine. An hour later, the hot Chinese medicine soup was brewed. They found a white shuo pot and Tang Jun carefully poured the Chinese medicine into it.
"Drink one cup every morning, noon and evening. Just use a disposable paper cup. Drink it after meals. Come to me when your medicine is gone..."
Tang Jun handed the Chinese medicine to Kong Qiao. Looking at the Chinese medicine in his hand, Kong Qiao pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Try it……"
Kong Qiao still can't believe it until now. After all, his injury is too serious. Over the years, he has seen it both at home and abroad, but there is no good solution.
"Doctor Tang, everything is ready..."
Seeing that Tang Jun was finished, Yan Ying said with a smile. Yan Ying's men have taken care of everything. This kind of work is quite efficient.
"Well, send those things to her house. Come on, I need to personally guide the treatment..."
Tang Jun is very serious about his patients. He will never allow his patients to make any mistakes.
Kong Qiao nodded, feeling a little more hopeful in his heart. Maybe, this person could really cure his injury. Although, Kong Qiao had such expectations every time he went to the hospital.
"Qiaoqiao. We won't go. You and Dr. Tang can go and call if you need anything. Oops, I feel so uncomfortable. I'm going home..."
Yan Ying grinned and said, the effect of the drug is too strong. At this moment, the clothes inside Yan Ying's windbreaker are all soaked, and the same is true for Dai Xiaomeng. The effect of the weight loss drug is too strong.
"Um……"
Kong Qiao nodded.
"When you're done, you two should come to my house. There are some things we need to discuss..."
Yan Ying turned around and walked into her car. At this moment, she wanted to take off her clothes and get into the bathtub right away.
"Tang Jun, let's go first."
Dai Xiaomeng waved her hand cutely to Tang Jun and turned to leave. Tang Jun closed the store door and got into Kong Qiao's car, and the two of them drove towards Kong Qiao's home.
Kong Qiao's home is in the most prosperous Yunhe District in the Special Administrative Region, where house prices are generally 40,001 square meters. It is a luxury to own a house here. But the 25-year-old Kong Qiao moved to
Bought a house here.
"Mr. Kong..."
At the door of Kong Qiao's house, five men were waiting. There was also a large water heater and a wooden barrel with a wooden lid at the door. A casserole and a breathing hose were placed in the wooden barrel.
"Move in..."
Kong Qiao opened the door and walked in. The room was not too big, only about seventy square meters. It was a two-bedroom apartment, but the decoration style was a bit cold.
The decoration style is dark throughout, and even the floor is black. Even if the lights are turned on, the room is not very bright, gloomy, lifeless, and the whole room is eerie. Seeing this room, Tang Jun frowned. The girl was heartbroken.
It's very serious. If this knot is not opened, something will happen to this girl sooner or later.
"Mr. Kong, let's go first."
After putting down the things, the five people whispered that it was obvious that they did not want to stay in this room longer because it was too cold.
Kong Qiao nodded, and the five people left quickly. Tang Jun walked into the kitchen with Chinese medicine and a casserole. The kitchen was very clean, and everything was placed in a very standard manner. Even the bottles and jars of seasonings were labeled "high" and "low".
Arranged. Viewed from the side, they are in a straight line without any misalignment, as if they are placed with benchmarks.
"What do you need me to do?"
Kong Qiao walked into the kitchen at some point and looked at Tang Jun and asked coldly.
"Boil water, 40 degrees. By the way, why don't you have a gas stove at home?"
Tang Jun searched for a long time but could not find the gas stove. Everything was electrical appliances.
"I hate seeing fire..."
Kong Qiao has a strong aversion to fire. Although Kong Qiao's mental injuries have been much better after years of psychological treatment, she still doesn't like to see open flames.
"You must use an open flame to boil medicine. Call them and ask them to deliver it..."
Tang Jun didn't care what Kong Qiao thought. To boil medicine, you must use an open flame, which cannot be replaced.
Kong Qiao didn't speak, and took out his mobile phone to give instructions. There was no gas stove, so he couldn't boil medicine for the time being. Tang Jun dropped everything and walked out of the kitchen and sat down on the sofa. Kong Qiao poured a glass of water for Tang Jun, still wrapped tightly.
Reality.
"Are you always like this at home?"
Tang Jun looked at Kong Qiao and asked in a low voice.
"Is this question related to medical treatment?"
Kong Qiao looked at Tang Jun coldly.
"You have a heavy heart. If you continue like this, something will happen to you sooner or later."
Tang Jun took a sip of water and said seriously.
"Can't die..."
This is an iceberg, and the sound is always cold.
"It's going crazy. Do you want to hear my story? Maybe you will be interested."
Tang Jun looked at Kong Qiao and smiled slightly. Kong Qiao glanced at Tang Jun and said nothing.
"Actually, strictly speaking, we are the same kind of people. You and I should have had similar experiences. I once had someone pour gasoline all over me for no reason. After the fire was ignited, I didn't know anything. Then I became seriously ill.
I stayed in the intensive care unit for two full weeks before I was lucky enough to survive."
"I was once so desperate that I lost everything, my studies, my friends, and even my love. When I looked in the mirror, I didn't even dare to recognize myself. The doctor told me that the injuries on my body could not be cured by current technological means.
Treatment. I used to be very depressed, didn’t want to see anyone, and would lose my temper for no apparent reason. I once committed suicide. But in the end, I was saved again.”
Tang Jun's voice was very deep, with this inexplicable demonic quality, which made people unable to help but indulge in it. Tang Jun seemed to be trapped in painful memories, and his face showed a ferocious expression. Tang Jun's words made Kong Qiao's body tremble continuously.
The terrible scene seven years ago reappeared in Kong Qiao's mind. Fear, despair, loneliness...
"When I was first injured, I didn't see anyone. Even my parents couldn't get close to me. I locked myself in the house. Like you, I like darkness. I sealed all the windows at home, hoping that it would always be dark outside.
It was darkness. Such days passed for a long, long time. But in the end I survived. The reason is very simple, hatred..."
Tang Jun's face showed murderous intent. This murderous intent was not false, but real murderous intent. Kong Qiao could clearly feel this murderous intent. Feeling this murderous intent, Kong Qiao couldn't help but want to know more about Tang Jun.
"Do you know why someone poured gasoline on me? You may not believe it, it's just because I got a little closer to a girl. This girl is very beautiful, and there are many people who like her. And there are many powerful people.
The injuries on my body were caused by one of them looking for someone to do it. What’s funny is that the police haven’t found the murderer yet. Maybe they haven’t found the murderer at all. I am just a child from an ordinary farmer’s family, and the person who hurt me is
That person covers the sky with only one hand at home, so who am I in China?"
Tang Jun's face showed self-deprecation and anger. His words attracted Kong Qiao. Under Tang Jun's guidance, various pictures continued to appear in Kong Qiao's mind.
"The person who harmed me. He is rich and powerful. In China, he has privileges. A small person like me cannot take revenge at all. But I am not willing to accept it. I really am not willing to accept it. I do not want to enter reincarnation with my unwillingness.
.I started studying hard and studying like crazy. I learned medical skills by myself. Maybe I really have a talent in this area. I actually cured my injuries. That person must not have thought of it, haha, he must not have thought of it.
.I want that person to pay the price. I want him to repay the harm he caused me a hundred times. I want to make his life worse than death. Even if the time is longer, ten or twenty years, I can endure it."
Tang Jun's voice was cold, like an evil ghost emerging from hell. These words were burned into Kong Qiao's heart. Repeated over and over again, they were like a giant hammer, constantly beating Kong Qiao's closed heart.
"I don't know what happened to you. I don't want to know. I just want to tell you that you are not the only poor person in this world."
After saying this, Tang Jun turned around and walked to the balcony. Looking at Kong Qiao with his eyes closed, Tang Jun showed a smile. The first step of mental guidance has been completed.