The hot commodity waiting to be sold

Author: Onepay

The hot commodity waiting to be sold

The person who is most comfortable at this moment is probably Zhuo Yuan, although he was complaining that the person who dragged him was too rude.

But after confirmation, the people of the Hawley family were willing to save him at such a great price.

He understood that he had been protecting Wen Xiaodao, his cousin, and he had not gone any detour.

Although he had suffered a long crime before, it seemed that he had reached a dead end, but he grew up in the Wright family.

There are always a little bit of contacts. Although these contacts do not mean to save him from water and fire, it is still OK to convey some external news to him.

After all, this news is not a big betrayal for the people of the Wright family.

Zhuo Yuan, who had eaten and drunk enough, didn't mind that he was smelling any more. He just looked at the suppurated wounds on his body and felt a little uncomfortable.

Even though the body belongs to him, he still feels that it is a pity to take a look at it more.

"Far few, I have arranged someone here to treat your injuries. Please take a look. Is it convenient now?"

The speaker seemed respectful, but his fingers were tapping his arm quickly. Zhuo Yuan nodded gently.

The man looked at Zhuo Yuan and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that the transaction between them had been completed.

"Call people in."

After the man left, the person who came in was the man in white coat who had met before. However, today, this person was not wearing a big white jacket.

Zhuo Yuan has never been a taciturn person, and he greeted him enthusiastically: "Are you new here? Why haven't you seen you before?"

This man had followed the arrangements of Mr. Xing before and tortured him to death.

Now that he saw someone, Zhuo Yuan didn't look at all angry. Instead, it seemed that it was the first time they met. With this mentality, he could kill many people in seconds.

Listening to Zhuo Yuan's words, the eyes that had always been indifferent flashed slightly, but it was just a very small fluctuation, and Zhuo Yuan did not notice it at all.

"Um."

Zhuo Yuan probably didn't expect this man to be so proud of his words, and looked at him up and down.

He said: "In just a short time, you can get to this position. It seems that your ability is not low. What's your name?"

...

The man did not answer Zhuo Yuan's question anymore, but approached Zhuo Yuan and wanted to treat Zhuo Yuan's wounds. After all, Zhuo Yuan is no longer a simple adopted son.

It’s a hot commodity that is waiting to be sold at a price, and it’s still waiting to be sold at a high price. The quality is naturally better. Just like this, the whole body is smelly, which may affect the price.

As soon as he approached Zhuo Yuan, the man frowned slightly. It was obvious that Zhuo Yuan was now, and it was even more stinky than when he was in prison before.

This odor is caused by the rotten wounds. When he was in prison, Zhuo Yuan was tied up tightly. Even if the wound was smelly, part of it was blocked by the scabbed blood clots.

And now, the wounds are cracking and the stench is becoming more and more obvious.

The man turned around and took out scissors from the medicine box, and several masks. Then he wore one in front of Zhuo Yuan and covered several more. It seemed that this way, he could isolate the foul odor from Zhuo Yuan's body.

Same.

Zhuo Yuan, who was disliked:...

He was about to ask, is he really that smelly?

Then the man took out another gauze ball and handed it to Zhuo Yuan: "Bite!"

Then he cut the rotten cloth strips on Zhuo Yuan's body that could no longer be distinguished in color.

After disinfection, a bright scalpel is about to start.

Zhuo Yuan quickly shouted: "Wait, are you going to follow the example of ancient people and scrape the bones and pick the flesh? Please, what era is this? Is it necessary to save so much? Hurry up and give me anesthesia!"

The man paused with the hand holding the scalpel and glanced at Zhuo Yuan in confusion. Didn’t anyone tell this person that he was a criminal law expert hired by the Wright family for a high salary, and he also served as a forensic doctor?

When did anesthetics exist in his medicine box?

"No!"

Zhuo Yuan immediately jumped up, looking like "There are always unruly people who want to harm me."

"I am now a precious person. If I was hurt to death, could you bear this responsibility?"

The man was not accused of Zhuo Yuan. If the superior hadn't specially called him to deal with the wound, he wouldn't have come, and he would have been busy.

He immediately locked his medicine box and stayed away from it for a long distance before saying, "Then just wait."

Then he carried the medicine box and turned around and left, without any pause at all.

It's like someone who was forced to work overtime for free. After the matter was finished, he ran very fast.

In the blink of an eye, the person disappeared.

Zhuo Yuan:...

Damn it, it's ridiculous. He's a popular guy now, why are he treated like this?

Especially after the rotten cloth strips on my body were cut off, looking at the wounds on my body became even more disgusting.

However, if he was asked not to take anesthetic to treat the wound, it would be a dream! He didn't say a word when he was tortured before, it was because he had backbone.

But now, just to cure the injury, he doesn't need to be involved in any backbone, so he is not willing to suffer that sin.

Zhuo Yuan drove away the person who treated him and was soon reported to him.

When the head of the family heard this, a hint of dislike flashed in his eyes. He didn't like such people who had no sense of boundaries. In addition, he had a good relationship with the people from the Fourth Young Master, so he naturally hated Zhuo Yuan even more.

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"There is no need to trouble the head of the family in this way. Since he is ungrateful, he will bear it and tell the people below that as long as the person does not die!"

Zhuo Yuan didn't know that he wanted to get better treatment, but he hit the gun and had nothing left.

The food after that looked even less attractive, but this was already good for Zhuo Yuan, who almost starved to death before.

Zhuo Yuan was already thinking about how he would complain when his cousin came.

But at night he had a high fever and was unconscious.

In a daze, he felt that he was about to see the King of Hell.

It was already three days later when he woke up completely. Seeing that he was wrapped like a mummy, the scorching pain on his body almost made him scream.

"woke up?"

Looking at the familiar and indifferent face, Zhuo Yuan was speechless, so he still didn't use anesthetics after all.

Especially the deep meaning of this person's eyes, "I've been struggling for a long time, but this is not the result."

Zhuo Yuan almost couldn't help but break the defense. Now he finally believed that the patients were very fragile and missed their relatives very much.

Cousin, my dear cousin, come and save me quickly~~~

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