When the doctor came out, he shook his head at Qin Fei and said: "The brain was hit hard and I have sutured the trauma. However, there is bleeding in the brain, but the amount of bleeding is not large. If I do a craniotomy, I don't have the equipment here."
"No equipment?" Kunchai immediately became dissatisfied, "When Daniel was collecting money, he boasted that your clinic was even more impressive than a regular hospital. Why is it now said that the equipment is insufficient?"
While cursing a few words, he turned back to Qin Fei and said: "Boss, that Daniel is dishonest, let's ask him to refund the money!"
Qin Fei frowned and said, "It's okay. If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute. Have you ever seen an underground private clinic that can perform craniotomy surgery?"
After that, he turned back to the doctor and said, "Do you mean to send him to a regular hospital?"
"That's not necessary."
The doctor was a middle-aged man named Diego, who was too fat to look like a human. If Daniel hadn't strongly recommended that this guy had excellent medical skills, Qin Fei would have thought that this guy was a pig butcher.
Diego pointed to the operating room and said: "Your friend will not improve much even if he is sent to the hospital. Let's put it this way, there is bleeding in his skull, but it is not serious. In my opinion, it is not fatal. That is
He said his life was not in danger."
"You mean he will never die." Qin Fei said, "Is this what you mean?"
"Of course, it's not a life-threatening situation if there is not a lot of bleeding." Diego said: "But he was hit hard and showed signs of severe concussion. In addition, although the amount of bleeding was small, it still caused an increase in intracranial pressure. In addition,
It will still compress the brain tissue to some extent, which will put him in a coma."
"Then will he wake up?" Qin Fei is most concerned about this question.
Qinglong is a treasure to Qin Fei. It can pry open his mouth and will be very helpful in tracking the Black Sun organization.
"It depends on luck." Diego said: "I have seen cases like this before. Someone woke up after the intracranial bleeding was naturally absorbed more than a month later. Of course, I have also seen people who just didn't wake up like this.
In a vegetative state.”
"Fuck! You said it, but you didn't say, are you a doctor or a fortune teller?" Kunchai was dissatisfied again.
Diego is used to seeing evil people, so he is not afraid of mercenaries like Qin Fei. After all, he specializes in criminal business and is used to dealing with drug dealers or B society.
"You can say that I am a fortune teller if you like." Diego said, "I tried my best. Whether I can wake up depends on your friend's luck."
"I'm not his friend!" Kunchai reacted immediately, with a look of disgust on his face.
Diego was stunned for a moment and then laughed.
He didn't intend to ask about the client's affairs. In this business, the less you know, the better. Curiosity will always kill the cat.
"Okay, you can put him here. I have a full-time nurse to take care of him." Diego said, "When you want to leave, you can send someone to pick him up. Also, where is my place?
There are also a few vacant houses. If you don't mind, you can stay here, but my charges are not cheap. If you decide to stay, just ask the nurse and she will make arrangements for you."
After saying that, he took off his white coat, swaggered upstairs, and returned to his lounge.
"What should we do now?" Kun guessed.
Qin Fei said: "We have no choice. We have to stay here for a few days. We can only let Qinglong stay here. However, we have to take turns on duty and keep an eye on him. It is best to handcuff him to the bed, otherwise this guy
It would be difficult to escape if you wake up."
"It seems that we still have to stay here for a few days. It is more convenient to live here." Old Yu said.
"Well, then we will stay here. Kunchai, you and Zhao Xin go to the car and bring the equipment and luggage to the house. We will stay here these days."
After instructing Kun to guess, Qin Fei looked around and found Mist nowhere.
"Where are our Delta guys?" he asked.
The old fish looked around, shook his head and said: "I was there just now."
"I'll go take a look." After Qin Fei finished speaking, he left the clinic and walked to the front door. He saw Kunchai and Zhao Xin moving things in the car, but did not see Mist.
He thought for a moment and walked around the clinic to the back alley.
It was a quiet alley with almost no pedestrians.
Sure enough, Mist was standing in the shadow of the clinic's back door, seemingly talking on the phone.
Seeing Qin Fei, he hurriedly hung up the call.
"Looking for me?"
"That's right." Qin Fei glanced at the phone in his hand: "Are you calling your superior?"
"I have no superiors," Mist said. "I don't work for any department or anyone. I just do things for myself."
"Then let's put it another way." Qin Fei said: "Call the big boss behind the scenes who supports you?"
"Well, yes, the matter in Rio has now been cleared up. I have sent the information I received from Dras to the country, and they have given feedback," Mist said.
Qin Fei remembered that Mist had shown Dras a few photos when he was interrogating him on the roof of an abandoned industrial area.
Those photos had obviously been screened, which meant that Mist already had a suspect in his mind and just asked Delas to confirm it.
"Are they the people in those photos?" Qin Fei asked: "That Mr. D?"
"Yes." Mist said, "Now the identity of Mr. D has been basically determined."
"Who is he?" Qin Fei asked.
Mist gritted his teeth and seemed to be considering whether to tell Qin Fei the information.
"You said that our goals are the same." Qin Fei said, "If the drug network in America is controlled by the Black Sun, then Mr. D must also have something to do with the Black Sun, or even between the US intelligence agency and the Black Sun organization.
A bridge to deal with, if that's the case, I'm very interested in this person."
"Okay, I plan to find him too." Mist said: "In that case, I can tell you who he is. Have you ever heard of the anti-narcotics team in the CIA?"
"I seem to have heard something like that. It is said that they are providing intelligence to the DEA (Drug Enforcement Administration) so that they can fight against South American drug lords." Qin Fei said: "What? Mr. D is from the CIA?"
"That's right, at least that's the information I got now." Mist took out the photos from his pocket and handed the photo of Mr. D to Qin Fei: "This person's name is Dan George, he is from the CIA Administration Department
A senior agent, his job is to liaise with the DEA and the military to organize combat operations against drug lords in South America."
"Since we are fighting against drug dealers, how come it has anything to do with Hei Ri?" Qin Fei asked.
Mister said: "Remember the OPC I mentioned to you? That is, the Policy Coordination Division. They have been merged into the CIA Administration Division. Think about it, D is an agent of the Administration Division. You said he and the Eagle Project
Is there also a connection? The Eagle Project organization is a typical non-sanctioned violent organization, that is, a shadow department. If the identity of the CIA Administrative Division agent and the DEA, the military liaison is just a cover, and D plays a role in it.
Another character serves his big boss behind the scenes, what do you think he would do?"
Qin Fei slowly chewed Mist's words and was suddenly startled.
"He is not prohibiting drugs, he is selling drugs..."
Mister said: "Of course, this kind of people don't really care about money. What they care about is their own beliefs and ideals. Just like you were a PLA, you have your own firm beliefs, and people like Dan will also
Yes, you know? He is fighting for what he believes in."
Qin Fei said: "It seems that we really need to talk to Dan. Since he doesn't care about money, he has other motives for selling drugs. If I guessed correctly, I'm afraid..."
Mist and Qin Fei's eyes met, and they understood each other and smiled slightly.