Many people don't understand why Wen Ling wants to find Lao Feng. Lao Feng is an old man in his late seventies, and his usual job is to look after the warehouse. No one can tell how long this man has been guarding Gouchen. Back then, Brother Hu was still in charge
He has been there since the days of the Northern Underworld. This old man usually doesn't like to talk and has a weird temper. Except for Wen Ling and a few others, no one seems to want to answer. Everyone ran to the back door noisily. He was listening to the radio with squinted eyes. The old man
I have always had a special affection for this recreational activity.
"The girl from the Wen family." He was a little surprised when he heard Wen Ling's voice. Old Feng knew that this girl was actually someone arranged by Brother Hu to be around Fangqing. Whether it was an eye liner or a protector, she had his own plans. As soon as this girl came
As long as you respect yourself, for people in the underworld, there is one profession that should not be messed with, and that is doctors. You can look at the relevant information. Since ancient times, the underworld has been a profession that is ruthless. These people kill people and set fires.
Don't do it. However, if you observe carefully, you will find that few doctors die in their hands. The reason is very simple, this profession is too important to them. Especially in a nominally legal society like this, if you are
You must not go to the hospital casually when someone is being stabbed. I don’t know how many awesome people have not died under the other party’s knife, but were caught in the hospital. Our respectable and lovely angels in white are always doing their best for social harmony.
It is precisely because of this that a subsidiary industry came into being - underground doctors. They can be workers, carpenters, teachers, managers, bosses, corporate executives, on the outside
Under disguise, he held a scalpel to treat the gangsters who were hacked to death by their enemies. Lao Feng was this kind of person, but few people knew about it.
The day Wen Ling accepted Brother Hu's assignment, she saw the old man's superb methods. According to the introducer, the old Feng who guarded the warehouse was Feng Bohai, the famous underground doctor who was all-powerful in the past. Otherwise Brother Hu wouldn't know how to do it.
A large amount of money was spent on him. Now that Lu Yu was seriously injured and his life was in danger, Wen Ling didn't care too much and directly ordered everyone to find him.
"Old Feng!" Wen Ling quickly knocked on the door of Old Feng's house. Old Feng had no beard and was wearing an old white vest. He opened the door and frowned. This girl usually called him Uncle Feng.
.As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the unconscious Lu Yu!
"What's wrong with him?" Lao Feng rushed forward and took a look. What's worse, Lu Yu, who had lost too much blood, was already pale. He was lying on a dilapidated stretcher with the knife stuck in his back. Fortunately, no one was there.
Pull it out, otherwise it may end up in front of the Buddha. "Hurry and carry it into the house!" He turned around and dug out a large cowhide box in the cabinet. The box looked very heavy, so he gritted his teeth before dragging it out.
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"Who has type 0 blood?" Lao Feng opened the box. It was densely packed with various instruments and medicines.
The security guards looked at each other in confusion and said, "I don't know either."
"I am." Fangqing, who was anxious, raised her hand and stretched out her arm. The exposed half of her arm was crystal clear and very beautiful. Old Feng, who was holding a tourniquet and disinfectant alcohol, looked at it and smiled.
As soon as he hesitated, he inserted the needle, and dark red blood was continuously injected into the vacuum bag along the slender catheter.
"Boss, you can't handle it alone," Lao Feng kept holding his hands and reminded him loudly.[
"I've already found someone to go to the hospital." Fangqing suddenly felt that she knew everything about the bar left by Brother Hu. This person had been here for so long, but she didn't understand him at all.
"Is he in danger?" Fang Qing looked at Lu Yu with wet eyes.
Old Feng shook his head and said nothing. Whether he can survive depends on his own ability.
"Wen Ling stays, you all go out." At this time, Lao Feng suddenly felt more authoritative. Everyone looked at each other and hid consciously.
"Manager, what should we do?" Ah Wei asked the security manager who was guarding the door anxiously.
"You stay here while everyone else goes back to their posts." The security manager glared at him. He was sure that Fangqing wouldn't be able to come out, so he lit a cigarette for himself. "Didn't hear that!" Seeing that everyone didn't move, he tutted. He said something. He usually liked to show off his authority, and everyone was used to it. At one time, more than a dozen people were walking back in three steps, two steps, and then back.
"How's it going?" Wen Ling in the room helped Lu Yu and looked at Old Feng checking the wound. He pulled out the knife decisively without too much blood. No internal organs were hurt! Old Feng couldn't believe it. The knife penetrated deeply, but successfully avoided all the organs. "Who are you..." Staring at the palm-sized piece of medical tape on Lu Yu's shoulder, Fangqing's half bag of blood was slowly flowing out. into his body.
"He can't die." Lao Feng simply dealt with it and began to prepare to suture the wound.
"Is it really okay?" Fangqing was still a little uneasy.
"Don't worry." Old Feng Bi skillfully sutured Lu Yu's wound. He cut off the extra silk thread and reached out to remove the tape on Lu Yu's shoulder.
"What are you doing?" Wen Ling was also surprised, but she stopped her. "He won't let him see it." Wen Ling's face was a little hot, and she had already thought about secretly opening it and taking a look.
Old Feng smiled, thinking he was thanking me for saving my life. He grinned and tore it off, but didn't tear it off. "Hey, it's quite tight." The old man turned around and took out another bottle of potion from the box, using alcohol. He smeared it on the cotton and took it off easily this time. When his wrinkled hands peeled off the tape, both of their hands shook.
Fang Qing was lying on the wire bed next to Lu Yu and was still drawing blood. Maybe the amount drawn at one time was too much and she was a little weak. Then "what is it?" In fact, she was also very curious. Lu Yu would not reveal it when taking a shower. Even though she was rubbing her ears and temples together, she didn't know what was being opened. After seeing their reactions, she wanted to sit up straight and take a look.
"Don't come over." Old Feng raised his hand and quickly found another piece to stick to it. He could clearly feel his heartbeat. Could it be him? Old Feng recalled the scene where Lu Yu was wearing a nightgown and beat Huang Mao so hard that he couldn't help but shudder. .
In the alley next to Gouchen Bar, the driver with a beard smoked the cigarette in his hand. He also wanted to know who this person was. He looked at the blood-soaked co-pilot and said for a long time, "My life is complete." , I have encountered everything.[
"Hey, where's the man?" A flat-headed watermelon knife was pressed against his neck through the rolled-down car. The sound was as cold as the knife in his hand. The uncle slowly turned his head, and there was a person standing outside the car. , wearing a big earring on his ear, it was Ye Qing.
The bearded man recognized him. This was the man who threw the knife. "I don't know." He kept glancing at the blade under his chin, but he was unwilling to betray a friend who was not a friend.
"Don't embarrass him!" The security manager appeared at the corner in uniform, "Lu Yu is over there." He pointed in the direction of the warehouse.
"Hmph." Ye Qing snorted coldly and walked towards the back door.
"What are you doing?!" The bearded man looked at Ye Qing's back and asked the sanctimonious traitor in front of him.
"Save you," he said shamelessly, "and by the way, I also want to give the second master a favor."