While Chen Zhao was treating the boss, Nesta finally had a reaction.
At first, he held it in and just kept grinding his teeth.
But gradually, he couldn't take it anymore and wanted to scratch his back.
Morgery grabbed Nesta's back. "Nesta, you're a tough guy. You can't admit defeat."
Nesta held it in for a while longer, but his expression was already very interesting.
"It's itchy, right?"
"Very, very itchy … Did you put a hundred bugs on my back?"
The herb Chen Zhao had made was recorded in the demonic medical book. The former Grim Reaper had experimented with it on humans.
"Don't worry, it'll only last about twenty minutes. Haven't you already endured for more than ten minutes? It's almost over. Just endure a bit more."
The boss glanced at Nesta. "Is it that itchy? You didn't even groan when you were injured before. "
"Do you want to apply some too? It's really effective."
"Can it help me heal faster?"
"Sure."
"Then apply some for me."
Chen Zhao also applied some for the boss. The next moment, the boss felt a bit itchy. He was about to scratch when Chen Zhao slapped it away.
"You just said that to someone else and now you can't help yourself?"
After bandaging the boss' wound, Chen Zhao turned to the dispirited man. "It's your turn. Take off your pants."
The man's left thigh was injured, so Chen Zhao could only make him take off his pants.
Chen Zhao rubbed his nose. "How many days has it been since you last changed your underwear?"
"Uh … We've been running outside for two days … Also, look at us. Do we look like we can shower?" Morgery said.
"I feel like there's a moldy muffin in your underwear." Chen Zhao could only put on a mask. It was too smelly.
The dispirited man's injury was the lightest, but it was also the most troublesome. He'd been injured for the longest time and the bullet was stuck in his thigh.
Thankfully, it was only a small caliber bullet and the enemy had shot from a long distance.
Otherwise, his thigh would be finished.
The wound was slightly inflamed. Chen Zhao made a small cut and cut off the inflamed flesh. At the same time, he dug out the bullet with a pair of surgical forceps.
As soon as the bullet was dug out, blood spurted out.
"Press here." Chen Zhao had the dispirited man press on the small acupuncture point at the base of the thigh.
After the decadent man pressed on the acupuncture point, the bleeding immediately stopped.
"One more day and you'll lose your leg," Chen Zhao said.
At this moment, the decadent man's lips were purple, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.
"Done." Chen Zhao wiped his sweat. "Don't touch water for two days. After two days, you can change the gauze. You can also take a shower and change the gauze. Oh, before you bandage, it's best if you can wash the wound with alcohol."
"What about us?" Morgery asked.
"The wounds of the three of you aren't troublesome. Moreover, I've applied some medicine on them, so they'll scab quickly. It's best if you wash yourselves and keep yourselves clean. Where's the bathroom? I'll go wash my hands."
"Behind you."
When Chen Zhao came out after washing his hands, Nesta was already pointing the gun at his head.
"Nesta, put down the gun. Chen can be trusted," Morgery said.
Nesta looked at the boss, who nodded. "Put down the gun."
"Next time you call me, you'd better prepare more cash. Otherwise, I will never come again."
Morgery took out a stack of cash and handed it to him. "I'll give it to you."
When they left the forest, Morgery followed behind Chen Zhao awkwardly.
He said that he wouldn't point the gun at Chen Zhao again, but Chen Zhao was being pointed at his head again.
"Chen, I'm sorry. I promise it won't happen again."
"Forget it. I don't want to know about your business … Can I turn on my phone now?"
"Yes." Morgery nodded.
As soon as Chen Zhao turned on his phone, he saw a few missed calls.
One of them was from Ethan, and the others were from David.
"Hey, David, what's up?"
"Chen, why did you turn off your phone? I called you a few times, but I couldn't get through. I even went to your house and realized that you weren't home. The girl you saved yesterday seems to be in trouble."
"What happened to her?" Chen Zhao slapped his forehead. He suddenly remembered what Blackie had said yesterday. The girl named Aisha seemed to still have a life trial.
Could it be that her tribulation of life had arrived so soon?
"We have a spiritualist here today."
"Spiritualist? She's not a scammer, right? "
"No. After hearing about the girl, she said that she's in big trouble. Something seems to be attacking her. That's why I thought of you. Can you protect her?"
Spiritualist? Blackie had said that people who had gone through life and death trials would become spiritualists.
This meant that the person David was talking about had gone through life and death trials, so she knew what would happen to the girl.
"Chen, are you listening?" David asked anxiously. "Say something."
"Oh, I'm … Which hospital is the girl in?"
"Chantilly Hospital."
"Can you move her out?"
"Move her out? Why? "
"Because it might affect the people around her."
"That serious?"
"Yes, very serious."
"But I don't have the authority. Also, the girl isn't a criminal unless her father agrees."
"Forget it," Chen Zhao said helplessly. "Let's go to Chantilly Hospital first."
After hanging up, Chen Zhao turned his head. "Go to Chantilly Hospital."
"Is there trouble? Do you need help? "
"Forget it. I just talked to a police officer. I believe you don't want to appear before him."
"Fine. Are you cooperating with the police?"
"Not really. What … You're not planning to kill me, are you?"
"I'm not that unreasonable. Plus, we've cooperated with the police in the past. Of course, it's all shady."
"That's good. But you'd better move somewhere else when we get back. Otherwise, if your location is exposed, they might suspect me again."
"You don't have to tell me."
They arrived at Chantilly Hospital. Chen Zhao alighted from the car. Morgery suddenly poked his head out. "Chen, how long will the baldness treatment take?"
"…"
"I thought you didn't need it?"
"I have friends with hair loss, not me."
"Oh … Then tell your friend to come find me. I need to diagnose in person."
"Fine, I'll be the one."
"You can't get hard right now, right?"
"No, my sexual function is great."
"Oh, then you don't need treatment. Bye."
"Fine, fine. Don't go. I'm a little weak. Recently, I'll need medicine to get hard."
"Come find me after you get through the trouble."
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