Wang Gensheng became more and more surprised. Could it be that Wang Cuilan's death was related to Liu Dajun?
When Liu Dajun saw Wang Gensheng's gaze directed towards him, he couldn't help but tremble: "Uncle, Wang Cuilan did come to my house that night when he died."
"What's going on?" Wang Gensheng asked coldly.
Liu Dajun lowered his head and moved his lips slightly: "That day, just as I was getting ready to go to bed, Wang Cuilan and Li Ergou came."
Immediately afterwards, Liu Dajun's thoughts returned to that night.
In order to avoid his enemies, Liu Dajun pretended to be disabled for sixteen years. Even his wife and daughter did not know the secret.
Wang Cuilan came to Liu Dajun's house and said she had a stomachache and her face was extremely pale.
After Liu Dajun took her pulse, he was actually very nervous and unsure, so he said, "Brother and sister, why don't you go to the town and have a look."
"Dr. Liu, you are a fool. The town is so far away. You should prescribe some medicine for me to drink, including painkillers." Wang Cuilan said with a bitter smile.
Firstly, it was a long journey, and secondly, the family really had no money, and her daughter also got into a huge disaster.
Liu Dajun was helpless and could only give him painkillers. He also told Wang Cuilan not to stay at home.
Unexpectedly, the next morning, news of Wang Cuilan's death came.
Liu Dajun was pushed to Wang Cuilan's home and received routine treatment.
Wang Cuilan actually died of acute perforated appendicitis. Liu Dajun had been seeing doctors for more than ten years, so he still had this common sense.
Liu Dajun couldn't tell the story that he had prescribed painkillers to Wang Cuilan, so he had to tell the villagers that Wang Cuilan died of acute myocardial infarction.
Hearing what Liu Dajun said, Wang Gensheng grabbed Liu Dajun and said, "You are telling the truth. Is there no other reason?"
"Perhaps Wang Cuilan took some medicine before this. This medicine was too irritating to the stomach and made appendicitis more serious." Liu Dajun hurriedly explained.
Wang Gensheng fully understood that Wu Dekai did not really want Wang Cuilan's life, but just wanted to use it to inflict hardship on Wang Cuilan.
However, she did not expect that Wang Cuilan had chronic appendicitis, and the disease suddenly broke out due to medication.
"Wu Dexing, you should understand now that Wang Cuilan died because of your brother Wu Dekai." Wang Gensheng looked at Wu Dexing with a dark expression.
"Brother Wang, actually that medicine is not poison. It can't kill people at all. It just makes people lose their memory in a short period of time." Wu Dexing cried and begged.
"Wu Dexing, your brother Wu Dekai is to blame for his own fault. I will not treat him." Wang Gensheng said calmly.
"Brother Wang, as long as you are willing to treat my brother, I am willing to give you 20 million." Wu Dexing said repeatedly.
Let me go, 20 million is really not a small amount of money. It can build the road from Taoyuan Village to the town to provincial standards.
Furthermore, Wu Dekai's crime was not going to lead to death, so he might as well sell him a favor, so he asked coldly: "Are you serious about what you say?"
"Seriously." Wu Dexing nodded repeatedly.
The reason why Wu Dexing said 20 million was because his men heard what the village chief and Wang Gensheng said.
He expected that as long as he spent 20 million now, Wang Gensheng would definitely agree to treat his brother.
"I promise to treat your brother, but I have to say something ugly first. I can cure good things, but I can also cure bad things. If you still insist on not realizing it in the future,
It will be a dead end without any hope of treatment." Wang Gensheng wanted to treat Wu Dekai for the 20 million, even if he was not conscientious today.
Wang Gensheng took Wu Dekai's pulse and said with a depressed expression: "Wu Dexing, I can cure your brother's stupid disease, but as for that disease, it is probably difficult to cure."
Wang Gensheng understood Wu Dekai's illness thoroughly, and there was no suspense at all.
"Brother Wang, I want to think about my brother's role in carrying on the Zhang family's family lineage. You, sir, have a lot of people, so I'll think of a way." Wu Dexing quickly begged.
"It's not impossible, but you'll have to endure a little hardship." Wang Gensheng smiled, showing a hint of cunning.
"Brother Wang, does this have anything to do with me?" Wu Dexing asked in surprise with a confused look on his face.
"You have two balls now, and your brother has none. As long as you give him one ball, I guarantee that he will have normal functions in the future.
Of course, you don't have to agree, but the Wu family's incense will be ruined in your hands." Wang Gensheng said calmly, his face expressionless.
Wu Dexing shivered with fright. It was not a trivial matter to change hands for 20 million, but he would be stabbed.
"Wu Dexing, that's fine if you don't want to. I won't force you. Anyway, you have plenty of money and can find a better doctor." Wang Gensheng smiled faintly again.
"I, I agree, I want to ask, can that function of mine be restored?" Wu Dexing asked weakly.
"I think you are stupider than your brother. If your functions can be restored, why should I bother with this?" Wang Gensheng scolded coldly.
Although Wu Dexing was a sinister man, he was extremely filial. There were more than seventy-year-old parents in his family who always urged the two brothers.
Even if such a situation happened, Wu Dexing did not dare to tell his parents, for fear of making them sad and anxious.
"Brother Wang, then you start treatment!" Wu Dekai said frustratedly.
Wang Gensheng had Wu Dexing and Wu Dekai tied up with ropes. Wu Dexing was puzzled and asked nervously: "Brother Wang, don't you need anesthetic?"
"You know what the heck, if you use anesthetic, your balls will be anesthetized and die. By then, you won't have been stabbed in vain." Wang Gensheng sneered.
Wu Dexing complained endlessly. Isn't this a pig-picking?
The key is that Wang Gensheng is not in charge yet.
From beginning to end, Wang Gensheng only commanded Liu Dajun from the side.
It was Liu Dajun's first time to undergo such an operation. He was frightened and his hands were trembling.
Surgery is all about speed and accuracy, otherwise it will only delay time and bring more pain to the patient.
Wu Dexing was wailing loudly. Wu Dekai over there had just drank sleeping pills before, but now he was awakened by the pain because his lower body was cut open.
Wang Gensheng looked at the two of them, smiled and cursed: "Why are you howling? You won't die."
Wu Dexing was in so much pain that Liu Dajun was worried and said quickly: "Uncle Junior, they may be hurt to death."
"Oh, I forgot that silver needles can relieve pain." Wang Gensheng sneered.
Wu Dexing was lying on the bed, tied up and unable to move. He begged repeatedly: "Brother Wang, it hurts too much."
"Wu Dexing, do you know what it means to be in pain beyond the point of death?" Wang Gensheng cursed coldly.
He just inserted a few silver needles into Wu Dexing and Wu Dekai, and in the blink of an eye, their pain disappeared.
Here, Liu Dajun became more and more skilled in using the knife and suturing.