Five hundred and ninetieth chapters conscience business
Lu Wenjie touched his head in embarrassment and said: "Although I have a driver's license, I haven't touched a car a few times. My skills are not good, so I apologize."
Lu Wenjie said, smiled, and looked at the mistress: "How about I get in the car and hit them again?"
"Okay, you two, stop talking nonsense and get down to business quickly." Zhu Ben got out of the car and glared at Lu Wenjie and his mistress.
Chen Fusheng in the distance did not show his head, he was just looking at it from a distance.
"Damn, this Mu Xiaobai is really capable, even if he does it himself." Chen Fusheng sat in the car and complained silently.
Zhu Ben glanced at the two people in the alley, with a solemn expression on his face: "Damn it, I didn't expect it was too late."
At this time, the hairy man had already inserted the knife into his own internal organs and penetrated his body.
In other words, this hairy man will probably not survive.
"It's all your fault." The mistress said to Lu Wenjie, "If you hadn't driven faster, the man in the alley wouldn't have been stabbed."
Lu Wenjie raised his eyebrows, stared at the hairy man in the alley, and said: "This man is not dead yet. If he is rescued in time, there should be no problem."
"It's a waste of time trying to save him. This knife has penetrated the person." The young man said angrily.
For the mistress Zhu Ben and others, the life of Mao Cunnan is not that important. After all, there is still a big head inside. However, Lu Wenjie has received many years of medical education and has the principle of saving lives and healing the wounded. Lu Wenjie said: "He
If there is any help, please wait until I call my colleague."
"What do you mean?" The mistress looked at Lu Wenjie with confusion on her face.
"He couldn't withstand too much trouble, so he had to build an operating table on the spot." Lu Wenjie looked at the hairy man and walked over. On the way, a man with a mask suddenly rushed up, holding a knife in his hand, and said
Come with Lu Wenjie.
Lu Wenjie had already been on guard. When the knife came, he grinned and moved his feet one step ahead. Not only did he dodge the mask man's knife, but he also took out a small Swiss Army knife and pierced it into a mask.
In the man's belly.
"Don't move, brother. There happens to be an aorta where I stabbed it. If you move a little bit, your aorta will be cut. Then the wound will sting and bleed. It's so far away from the hospital.
The fastest ambulance will take ten minutes to get here. In ten minutes, I guarantee that more than half of the blood on your body will be lost. By then, you will be dead."
Lu Wenjie looked at the masked man and reminded him with a smile.
"You're bluffing me!" The masked man didn't believe it, thinking that Lu Wenjie was being alarmist.
"Haha, if you don't believe it, you can just twist your body to the right. The position I'm piercing now is next to your aorta. The blade and your aorta are very close to each other. If you move it, your aorta will definitely be damaged.
Cut."
"This is my work ID. I'm a doctor." Lu Wenjie took out his work ID but covered his name.
Just after dazzling it in front of the mask man, the mask man believed it.
"Stand still and wait for my colleague to arrive."
As Lu Wenjie spoke, he calmly took out his cell phone and called his colleague: "Sister Zhang, I have two patients here. You have to come over. One body was stabbed with a knife. I'm not kidding.
It’s true. If you don’t believe it, I’ll take a photo and send it to you via WeChat soon. I’ll also send you the address via WeChat. Also, come over with some blood bags. I estimate that two people will lose too much blood in a while.”
After saying that, Lu Wenjie tilted his head and glanced at the masked man: "Brother, what's your blood type?"
"Blood type O." The masked man looked at Lu Wenjie with a trace of fear in his eyes.
"Sister Zhang, did you hear that? Blood type O."
After saying that, Lu Wenjie glanced at the masked man again and asked, "Brother, how many bags do you want?"
"The more the better, I don't want to die." The masked man curled his lips and said.
"Okay, 20,000 yuan per bag, I'll give you five bags." Lu Wenjie squinted his eyes and smiled, like a little money addict.
Lu Wenjie looked at the masked man and asked, "How about paying first if you want."
"Brother, please bring a few more bags, I'm afraid it's not enough." The masked man said nonchalantly.
Lu Wenjie's eyes lit up and he chuckled: "Okay, there are plenty of them in the warehouse. I'll get you ten bags and charge you two hundred thousand. The doctor is out on the field, dressing wounds, applying medicine, etc., so that's extra."
"Don't worry, I won't cheat you. This is a conscientious business." Lu Wenjie chuckled.
After Lu Wenjie made such a fuss, no one dared to attack Lu Wenjie.
This thing, my brother's life is still in Lu Wenjie's hands.
"Sister Zhang, you met a rich man, bring more blood." Lu Wenjie smiled hahaha at the other end of the phone.
Suddenly, a man with a mask suddenly pulled off his mask and asked Zhu Ben and others: "Brother, why are the people on the street meddling in our business?"
"You're asking for nothing. If you want to run, run quickly before it's too late."
Zhu Ben chuckled and pointed behind him: "You saw the four cars behind him. They were full of people, and each of them was holding a dick. I know that my brother is not a soft-footed shrimp, but I don't believe it. We
With so many people, how many of you can’t defeat you?”
The mistress even smiled disdainfully and said, "Boss, what nonsense are you talking to these idiots? Just chop them up."
"Look at the small woods next to it. It would be great to chop them up and bury their bodies in the woods to use as fertilizer," said the third son.
"My name is Jue Ren. If you are from a provincial capital, you should have heard of my name." This guy said.
"Juren?"
The mistress laughed and said jokingly: "What a stupid name, someone actually calls it Jueren?"
"I'm sorry, we are not from the provincial capital, so you are calling the wrong person by calling us," the third son said in a long voice.
"You are Chen Fusheng's people." Jue Ren said immediately.
Jueren said confidently: "I know who our opponent is... Haha, you are Master Li's people, right? There are three pairs of people around Master Li. The first team is Wang Hao, and the second team is
Wang Xiaoyuan, I can claim to know both of these two pairs, but you are the only ones who are all strangers."
"Go back to your northeastern region honestly. Don't come to the muddy water here, you will drown."
Jue Ren sneered and looked at Zhu Ben and Xiaosanzi: "Where is Chen Fusheng? Why didn't he come over? Is he in the car behind?"
"What a cowardly rat." Jue Ren had a mocking look on his face.
"You are a fucking rat. To deal with a ninth-level person like you, do we need our young master to step in? I can kill you by myself."
The mistress said very angrily.
"Then get one and let me take a look." Jue Ren said to the mistress using provocation.
The mistress always had a bad temper, and he was quick to anger. As soon as he finished speaking, the mistress rushed forward, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of this absolutely stunning man's mouth.
As soon as the mistress rushed forward, the Jueren came forward with a knife, click...
Jue Ren was very fast, but at this moment, a steel ball passed through the air and directly broke the knife in Xiao Sanzi's hand.
But even without the knife, this mistress is still no match for Jue.
The mistress was kicked to the ground by Jue Ren, and when he was about to punch the mistress in the face, Zhu Ben raised his arm, took out a gun, pointed it at Jue Ren, and said, "I know you are
who."
"Jue Ren, he came out to society at the age of eighteen, and killed people, and became a little famous. He was considered the youngest eldest brother in the provincial capital. But because he had no background and the trouble he got into was too big, he ended up...
The end result was that I had to run away."
"Why, it's not easy to hang out outside, and you're back again?"
Hearing these words, a look of shock appeared on Jue Ren's face. After all, he never dreamed that anyone under Chen Fusheng would be able to recognize him.
"It seems you have done enough homework." Jue Ren looked at Zhu Ben and said.
"Isn't it the same for you?" Zhu Ben smiled and said, "Are you leaving? I'll give you another chance."
Jue Ren glanced at his injured brother and hesitated.