Ye Chen nodded, looked at Lang Hongjun who had never recovered, and immediately frowned and said to Ma Kui: "I thought you were quite discerning, why didn't you know how to cut the tie for me?
?”
As soon as Ma Kui heard this, he came back to his senses instantly.
Originally, he thought that Ye Chen just used Lang Hongjun to come to his door. He also thought that Ye Chen was a big boss and could not be offended, but Lang Hongjun was the donor who was about to undergo surgery, and the two of them would definitely have nothing to do with each other in the future.
But after hearing what Ye Chen said, he realized that Ye Chen should be trying to protect Lang Hongjun, so he quickly slapped himself in the face without thinking, and said angrily: "Oh, Mr. Ye, I'm so sorry for patronizing you.
I didn’t remember that this friend of yours... blamed me, blamed me!"
After saying that, he quickly said to A Liang: "Hurry up and untie Mr. Lang!"
"Okay..." A Liang didn't dare to waste any time, and quickly pulled out a folding dagger from his waist, and then cut off the tie on Lang Hongjun's hand.
Lang Hongjun didn't bother to adjust to his newly free hands, and knelt down in front of Ye Chen, crying: "Brother...oh no...Mr. Ye...please"
Please save my life, Mr. Ye, I have an elder and a younger one, I really can’t just die in Mexico..."
Ye Chen stretched out his hand to help him up, smiled slightly, and said seriously: "Don't worry, brother, you and I are destined to be together. This time when you come to Mexico, you will be with me. Whoever dares to touch a hair on you, I, Ye Chen, will be the first one."
No agreement."
Lang Hongjun was moved in his heart, more so by the relief of surviving the disaster. Although he burst into tears, he still couldn't hide his happiness and said to Ye Chen: "Thank you, Mr. Ye, thank you, Mr. Ye!"
Ma Kui on the side quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Mr. Lang, don't worry, since you are Mr. Ye's friend, you are our distinguished guest here. The previous things were all misunderstandings. Don't take it to heart. I guarantee you that the next
Be safe in Mexico!"
Ye Chen asked curiously: "Ma Kui, I want to know, what are you going to do next for the person who is going to undergo surgery?"
Ma Kui smiled and said respectfully: "Back to Mr. Ye, the deposit has been paid, and the family has agreed to pay the balance after going to the operating table. At that time, we will open his chest and wait another two hours before giving him the surgery."
He sews it up and then sends the person back to the United States and tells him that the operation has been completed. If he feels uncomfortable, it may be that his body has not adapted to the new heart and there is still a certain rejection reaction.
Go back and rest peacefully for half a month, and you will basically be cured."
Ye Chen frowned and asked: "The other party gave you all the money, came here and got stabbed in vain and then went back? Isn't this a bit too much?"
Ma Kui said seriously: "Mr. Ye, in this case, if we open the chest and nothing happens, and then sew it up, it is already very interesting. If it were other colleagues like us, we might open his chest."
After that, not only did he not get a new heart, but he also stabbed him in the waist. This kind of thing is not something I just made up. In our industry, it is really normal."
Ye Chen nodded with a half-smile.
As expected, they are a group of scum and bastards with no moral integrity and no humanity.
It would be unjust if these bastards were allowed to continue doing evil.
Thinking of this, Ye Chen looked at Ma Kui and asked him: "Why hasn't your boss come yet? Isn't he so good at ink?"
Ma Kui said quickly: "Mr. Ye, don't worry, our boss was gambling in the casino before, so it's a bit far to come here at short notice, so it does take a little longer, but we should be here soon!"