Ma Changjun and his friends were stunned by the middle-aged doctors. They only reacted after a long time.

"Damn..." Ma Changjun showed a fierce look on his face. He really didn't expect that a doctor who broke the word to speak to him. He really thought he had been in vain in the past few years. With his place in Nanhai Port, he didn't spend any money to go to the clinic for medical treatment.

"I still look down on me. Do you think of him? Today I will ask you to know what it means to be a social person." Ma Changjun scolded and then walked towards the side room.

"I advise you not to go." A familiar voice sounded behind Ma Changjun. It was not someone else who spoke, but Wen Yanan who had just come out of the inner room.

"Master Wen." Seeing Wen Yanan come out, Ma Changjun immediately changed his face. He bowed his head and walked to Wen Yanan with a flattering smile, "Master Wen, what's the origin of this dead doctor? It's too crazy. And it took him more than ten minutes to perform the operation on his boss. Master Wen. I don't believe you. But let's think about it carefully. The boss suffered a gunshot wound. It was an injury that was hit by a bullet in his stomach. Not to mention it for more than ten minutes. Even if he had an hour-long operation, it would be normal."

Wen Yanan squinted his eyes and looked at Ma Changjun and said, "Look at you so familiar with me. Could it be that you have been shot before?"

Ma Changjun scratched his head and laughed twice, saying, "Master Wen, don't tease me. I've played hunting rifles a few times before. I didn't see the real guy until today. Besides, I'm just like my physique. I don't want the boss to stand up like that. If I really got shot, how could I live to this day? The reason why I know... Hehe. Haven't you watched TV? Isn't it all the way on TV?"

"There are also saying on TV that people can fly. Whoever you have ever seen can fly? If you don't understand, stop talking nonsense. I'm also here to advise you. You must have a vision and don't mess with people you shouldn't mess with. Understand."

"Ming... understand." Ma Changjun nodded vigorously. Then he couldn't help asking: "Master Wen. Then...who is he from?"

Wen Yanan took a deep breath and patted Ma Changjun on the shoulder and said, "How do you think of my skills?"

Ma Changjun gave a thumbs up and said, "Awesome. Master Wen, you are a god in my heart. Even if it is him, God does not have you..."

"I don't have the confidence to beat him. I understand." Wen Yanan interrupted Ma Changjun's words and said with a smile. Then he went into the inner room again.

Ma Changjun stood outside with his mouth wide open, his face full of incredible expressions. The doctor who looked ordinary was actually a master, and he was also a master who was the same as Wen Yanan.

"My God. It's okay."

Ma Changjun wiped his forehead with that hand, and his heart was full of fear. Fortunately, Wen Yanan stopped him. Otherwise...

He was a little afraid to think about it. It seemed that he would really look winked in the future. He must not be blind.

Liang Biao and Wen Yanan did not immediately help Su Jie transfer to the hospital because Su Jie had just had the surgery and his body was still too exhausted. If he had transferred now, it would inevitably be affected.

The two of them were guarding Wen Yanan's bed at this time and waiting for Su Jie to wake up before talking.

One night passed.

The next morning, at around 10 o'clock, Su Jie finally woke up Youyou. The first person to see was Wen Yanan.

At this moment, Wen Yanan was holding Su Jie's cell phone with a helpless look on her face.

"Xu Yao and Yuan Jing both called and said they wanted to find you. I said you were doing business outside. They asked you to send me over. There is also the conditions here. Although the doctor's skills are good, if you want to recover well, we have to transfer to the hospital."

Su Jie opened his dry lips. The first word he spit out was "water."

After drinking a few sips of water, Su Jie felt a little better. Although he was knocked unconscious by the middle-aged doctor last night, his body still felt. He had a high fever after the operation. At this moment, his body was still a little uncomfortable. He felt like he was getting a fire and roasting him all the time.

"If you transfer... if you transfer me to the hospital, where do you want to transfer me?" Su Jie endured the discomfort and spoke to Wen Yanan.

Wen Yanan said: "Of course, I went to a better place. The reason I didn't go to the hospital last night was mainly because you suffered a gunshot wound. That would probably cause trouble. But now there are not so many concerns. The bullet has been taken out. The hospital will not make too much noise if it intentionally."

Su Jie thought about it, then closed his eyes and said, "Forget it. Let's just be here. If the conditions are poor, you can make the conditions better. I think this place is good. If you go somewhere else, maybe Xu Yao and Yuan Jing will know about this. I don't want them to know about this."

Wen Yanan scratched her eyebrows and said, "You have thought about it. If you don't recover well, you may have sequelae."

Su Jie shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter. I have decided. Just do it like this. If they call again, you will reply directly. You can do it freely. Now... you should call me a doctor. I... Is it uncomfortable to deal with him?"

"I understand." Wen Yanan snapped her fingers and then left the house.

...

The clinic is too small and the territory is too poor. Even during the day, there are not many transactions. The only patients who came here only bought a few band-aids.

The middle-aged doctor was not worried about the poor business. He still looked dull, lying in the chair, drinking tea leisurely.

Ma Changjun and his men could hold on for a night. They fell asleep in the middle of the night. They had just woken up shortly after they were in high spirits. They were still in good spirits.

Seeing the doctor in front of me last night, Ma Changjun thought for a while, bowed his head and bowed to the doctor, and said with a smile: "Doctor...that master. Look at your medical skills so skillful. That...if you have time, show me how your hands are."

The doctor didn't say anything. He just turned his head and looked at Ma Changjun's wrist. Then he closed his eyes again.

Ma Changjun didn't know what the doctor meant. He felt a little upset. He thought he was asking, but he was afraid that he would make people unhappy. He was in a dilemma and had to squat there.

"The person who starts is very particular. Basically, your hand is useless. It may be nothing to use normally. But if you have to lift heavy objects to do heavy work, your tendons will definitely break." After a long time, the doctor suddenly spoke and said lightly.

Ma Changjun's face looked a little ugly. He wrinkled and begged, "Then...Master, can you save me? And. My tendon has been connected. The people in the hospital also said that there are no sequelae. Why...How could it be..."

"So I said that the people who start are very particular. This technique is professional. There is a noun. Anyway, it is specially used for useless people. You can connect it and recover it. But these are just superficial phenomena. In fact, your tendons are already under the wound. It is impossible to imagine that it was like that in the past."

"This..." Ma Changjun was sad. He was in his prime. If one hand was ruined, what should he do in the future? I guess there would be no future for the gangster. Even if he cut people, he would have to use his hands.

"Master. You must save me. You must save me, right? Master. As long as you..."

"It's useless." The doctor waved his hand and said, "It's useless for anyone to come. I can't cure it. I'm asking for it in vain."

"Master..." Ma Changjun pursed his mouth and was about to kneel down to the doctor.

"I said I can't cure it." The doctor interrupted Ma Changjun's words first. Then he said: "Besides, if it is abolished, it will be abolished. It will not affect your normal life. I think the wound looks like Wen Da Chin. Now, you seem to be following the person who was shot inside. To put it another way, you are in the same group as Wen Da Chin. Are you still worried about your future with him?"

Ma Changjun stared at his eyes and thought for a while. It seemed that this was the case. With the strength of the boss, if he had been mingling with him, it seemed that the result would not be bad.

And if you do well and become the boss, why do you have to do any heavy work? This will cause no impact on your hands, right?

But...Ma Changjun immediately thought of a question. What if the boss doesn't let him be the boss? What if the boss sees that he is useless and kicks him.

"Being a person is the same as doing business. It pays attention to vision and investment. Your future lies in your own attitude. Do you understand?" The doctor's faint words rang in Ma Changjun's ears. Then the doctor stood up and walked towards Wen Yanan who was walking over.

"You have a fever." The middle-aged doctor and Wen Yanan seemed to have known each other for a long time. They were not polite before and asked.

Wen Yanan nodded and said, "It's very uncomfortable now. I want you to go in and take a look."

The doctor did not leave. Instead, he said, "I won't transfer to the hospital."

Wen Yanan nodded again.

The doctor curled his lips and smiled disdainfully, saying, "It seems that it is not that I am afraid that the police will know about it. The most reasonable thing is that I have some concerns and I don't want to know about this. Is it right?"

Wen Yanan hugged her arms and smiled, saying, "If you know, don't talk nonsense. And this is normal. Which normal person has no concerns? Is it better to have concerns?"

"Okay?" the middle-aged doctor shrugged and said helplessly: "I really don't understand that you two are actually used as guns for others. Is it interesting?"

Wen Yanan raised her eyebrows and said, "It's like a person drinking water. He knows it. I know whether it's interesting. But I think your life is very problematic. This way... you think it's suitable for you."

The doctor picked up the white coat next to him and put it on his body. He said, "Reply to you with your words. It is like a person who knows whether it is suitable for me or not."

"You are still as stubborn as before." Wen Yanan shook her head, showing a helpless look.

The doctor raised his lips slightly and said, "You still think you are so confused like you used to be. OK. I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. I have to go and see your little boss. Oh. Let's say objectively. This little guy is quite strong. If..."

Wen Yanan frowned and said, "You didn't give anyone anesthetics."
Chapter completed!