While Chen Zhao was treating the boss, Nesta finally responded.

At the beginning, he tried to hold back and just kept grinding his teeth.

But gradually he couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to reach out and scratch his back.

Mogri grabbed Nesta’s back: “Nesta, you are a tough guy, you can’t give up.”

Nesta endured it for a while, but his expression had become quite exciting.

"It's very itchy, right?"

"It's very, very itchy... did you put a hundred bugs behind me?"

The herb prepared by Chen Zhao is recorded in the Demon Medical Book, and the ex-God of Death has conducted an experiment on the human body.

"Don't worry, it will only last for about twenty minutes. Haven't you been enduring for more than ten minutes? It's almost over, so bear with it."

The boss glanced at Nesta: "Is it that itchy? You didn't even hear me before when you were injured."

"Do you want to apply it a little too? The medicine works very well."

"Can I speed up my injury?"

"Can."

"Then just apply some."

Chen Zhao also applied some medicine to the boss. The next moment, the boss felt a little itchy. Just as he was about to reach out to scratch, Chen Zhao patted it off.

"Are you just finished talking about others, and you can't help yourself?"

After bandaging the boss's wound, Chen Zhao turned to the decadent man: "It's up to you, take off your pants."

The decadent man was injured on his left thigh, so he could only take off his pants.

Chen Zhao covered his nose: "How many days have you changed your underwear?"

"That...we have been running outside for two days...and look at us, do you seem to be able to take a shower?" Mogri said.

"I feel like there is a moldy muffin hidden in your underwear." Chen Zhao could only wear a mask, it smelled too bad.

The decadent man's injury was the least, but the most troublesome. He was injured for the longest time, and the bullet kept stuck in his thigh and it was not taken out.

Fortunately, it is just a small-caliber bullet, and the opponent's shooting distance is relatively long.

Otherwise, his thighs would be over.

The wound was slightly inflamed, so Chen Zhao cut the wound slightly, cut off the inflamed flesh, and used surgical forceps to dig out the bullets.

As soon as the bullet was dug out, blood spurted out.

"Hold here." Chen Zhao asked the decadent man to hold the small acupuncture point at the root of his thigh.

After the decadent man pressed the acupoint, the blood immediately stopped.

"If you drag it on for another day, your leg will be ruined." Chen Zhao said.

The decadent man's lips were purple at this moment and his forehead was sweating coldly.

"Okay." Chen Zhao wiped his sweat: "Don't touch the water within two days. You can change the gauze in two days, take a shower, and then change to a new gauze. By the way, it is best to have alcohol to clean the wound before re-banding."

"What about us?" asked Mowgri.

"You three are not troublesome in wounds. If you apply medicine, you will soon be scarred. It is best to wash your body and keep it clean. I will wash my hands where the bathroom is."

"later."

Chen Zhao washed his hands and came out, but Nesta had pointed the gun at Chen Zhao's forehead.

"Nesta, put down the gun, Chen can trust it," said Murgri.

Nesta looked at the boss, who nodded: "Put down the gun."

"I'll call me next time, you'd better prepare more cash, otherwise I'll never come again."

Mogri took out a stack of banknotes and sent them to Chen Zhao: "I'll give it to you."

When leaving the jungle, Mowgli followed Chen Zhao awkwardly.

I agreed that I would not use a gun to point at Chen Zhao again, but Chen Zhao was pointed at the head again.

"Chan, I'm sorry, I promise not next time."

"Forget it, I don't want to ask about your affairs... Can I turn on my phone now?"

"It's OK." Mogri nodded.

As soon as Chen Zhao turned on his phone, he saw several missed calls.

One of them was called by Ethan, and the others were called by David.

"Hey, David, is there anything wrong?"

"Chen, why did you turn off the phone? I called you several times, but it couldn't get through. I even went to your doorstep and found that you were not at home. The girl you rescued yesterday seemed to be in trouble."

"What's wrong with her?" Chen Zhao slapped his forehead and suddenly remembered what Lao Hei said yesterday. The girl named Aisha seemed to have had a life disaster.

Could it be that her life disaster will come so soon?

"Today we have a psychic here."

"Psychic? Not a liar, right?"

"No, after she heard about the girl, she said that the girl was in big trouble. It seemed that something would attack the girl. I thought of you, can you protect that girl?"

Psychologist? Lao Hei said that those who have experienced the tribulation of life and death will become psychics.

In other words, the person David said had survived the life and death disaster, so she knew what would happen to that girl.

"Chan, are you listening? You're talking." David asked anxiously.

"Oh, I'm in...what hospital is that girl in now?"

“In Chatteri Hospital.”

"Can you transfer her out?"

“Transfer out? Why?”

"Because it is likely to affect the people around you."

"So serious?"

“Yes, very serious.”

"But I don't have this authority, and the girl is not a criminal unless her father agrees."

"Forget it, go to Shantri Hospital first, let's talk about it when you get there." Chen Zhao said helplessly.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Zhao turned around and said, "Go to Shantri Hospital."

"Is there any trouble? Need help?"

"Forget it, the one who was talking to me just now was a policeman. I believe you don't like to appear in front of him."

"Okay, do you cooperate with the police?"

"It's not considered a cooperation, why... you are not planning to silence me, right?"

"I'm not that unreasonable, and we have had some cooperation with the police in the past. Of course, it's all shameful cooperation."

"That's good, but you'd better move away when you look back, otherwise if your location is exposed, you might suspect it again."

"No need to say it."

Shantri Hospital arrived, Chen Zhao got out of the car, and Molgri suddenly stretched out his head: "Chen, how long will it take to treat baldness that you said? "

“…”

"Don't you need it?"

"I have friends with hair loss, not me."

"Oh...then ask your friend to come to me, I need a face-to-face diagnosis."

"Okay, that person is me."

"Are you a little hard now?"

“No, I have good sexual function.”

"Oh, then there is no need for treatment, goodbye."

"Okay okay, don't leave. I'm a little bit overwhelmed. In recent times, I have to rely on medicine to get hard."

"Let's find me after you have overcome the latest trouble."

After saying that, Chen Zhao left with his toolbox on his back.
Chapter completed!