Chapter 10 The doctor’s profession is too dangerous

"Do you think that I can't know if you don't tell me? I can summon you two, and of course I can summon the third demon, but by then you may be unemployed, and you may never be able to obtain demon crystals again."

"Actually, humans really can't use it. We demons eat the demon crystals directly, but you humans can't seem to digest them."

Chen Zhao looked at the demon crystal in his hand and thought, forget it, we can't solve this problem for the time being.

If demon crystals can only be eaten, it seems that humans really can't enjoy it.

“Isn’t there a more scientific and effective method?”

"In your human terms, there is no more efficient nutrient absorption than gastric digestion."

Chen Zhao looked at the demon crystal in his hand. Do you want to try it?

Maybe my stomach can digest it...

Even if it can't be digested, the worst possible outcome is a stone, what's the big deal.

Forget it...it's better to be safer.

After thinking about it, Chen Zhao gave up the idea.

It’s hard to digest, but who knows what side effects it has on the human body.

"Here you go." Chen Zhao casually threw the small demon crystal to the two demons and let them fight for it.

It's quite exciting to see two people, a dog and a snake, walking around.

It started to rain heavily outside the house, and within a few minutes, the rain became heavier and heavier.

At this moment, Chen Zhao's phone rang: "Chen, there is another order, but this one is a bit special. It's up to you whether you want to go or not."

"What list?"

"It's from a gang boss. The price is not low, three thousand dollars."

"What's wrong with him?"

"Gunshot wound."

"Is it dangerous?"

"If I said it was absolutely safe, I would definitely be lying to you, but I am familiar with that person and he will abide by the rules."

"Okay, since you said so, then I'll go." Compared to the safety issues, three thousand dollars was enough for Chen Zhao to take the risk.

Three thousand US dollars is not a small amount at any time, not to mention that Chen Zhao is very poor now.

It was already getting late, so Chen Zhao called and asked Vincent if he had time.

Vincent agreed to come and pick him up, but he wanted double the reward.

Vincent took Chen Zhao to a slightly old neighborhood with dim street lights.

"Do you need me to wait for you here?" Vincent knew where this place was.

"Don't stay here. I'll call you if I need a car. It's not very safe here. You can go somewhere else."

"I understand." Vincent nodded.

Chen Zhao got out of the car, walked to the eaves in the rain, and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and a black muzzle emerged from the dark corridor, pointing at Chen Zhao's head.

At this moment, Chen Zhao regretted...

Ethan, where is the promised safety? This is different from what was promised.

"Hi, I'm a doctor. Ethan introduced me."

At this time, a hoarse voice came from the corridor: "Mowgli, put down the gun, I believe in Ethan."

"Can I come in now?"

"Come in, kid."

Chen Zhao entered the corridor and entered the small room inside: "It's too dark in here, turn on the light."

"Mowgli, turn on the light."

When the light was turned on, Chen Zhao saw a man half paralyzed on the sofa. He was covered in blood and had four gunshot wounds. His abdomen and chest were randomly wrapped with gauze, and blood was still oozing at this moment.

The man's body was a little wet, not only with blood, but also with sweat.

It was obvious that he was in great pain now.

Chen Zhao sat on the edge of the sofa: "Can you tell me when you were shot?"

"Morning."

"Be precise."

"Um...it's been about fourteen or five hours."

Chen Zhao opened the gauze: "The bullet hasn't been taken out yet, it's probably infected, and you've lost too much blood."

Over the past few days, Chen Zhao has discovered the biggest obstacle to his practice of medicine, which is the lack of sources of medicine.

Some diseases can be treated with acupuncture, but some injuries require Western medicine.

But without a medical license, he couldn't even get the most common amoxicillin.

The best way to reduce inflammation is to use amoxicillin. Of course, Yunnan Baiyao also has very good effects. Chen Zhao does not have amoxicillin, but Yunnan Baiyao.

And Chen Zhao had to help him remove the bullet, and Chen Zhao didn't even have analgesics.

"Don't worry, you just need to help me with treatment. No matter it's good or bad, I will pay for it." The man said weakly.

But the bald Mowgli standing nearby would definitely not really listen to his boss.

He had been looking at Chen Zhao with indifferent eyes. If his boss had been up to something, Chen Zhao might not have walked out alive.

"I need to give you an injection to relieve your pain, and then I can help you remove the bullet."

"I'm not afraid of pain."

"This is necessary. It is not a question of whether you are afraid or not. Many times courage is not equal to vitality. Severe pain will speed up your blood and endocrine. You have already lost a little too much blood. If you bleed a little more, I'm afraid you will Going to heaven.”

"Okay, I will cooperate with you."

Chen Zhao applied the needles carefully, identifying the acupuncture points without daring to make any deviations.

Not only for the patient's life, but also for my own life.

After the acupuncture was used to relieve pain, Chen Zhao gently pressed the edge of the wound: "Do you feel it?"

"Yes, but it won't hurt."

It's good if you can feel it. If you don't feel it, it means that the nerves in this area have died.

Chen Zhao took out the scalpel. First, there was a gunshot wound in the abdomen. The bullet did not penetrate deeply. After opening the wound, it could be seen with the naked eye.

The whole process took no more than ten minutes, and the first bullet had been taken out.

However, when Chen Zhao checked the wall on his chest, he found that the bullet was stuck in the aorta next to the ventricle, which was very dangerous.

"This one is too troublesome. Let's get the bullets from the other two places first." Chen Zhao could only give up this bullet for the time being.

The rest of the exposure is on the thighs and shoulders, which is also not difficult and the whole process only takes 20 minutes.

However, he still had to face the gunshot wound in his chest in the end. Chen Zhao frowned and thought about it.

Suddenly, Chen Zhao saw a shadow next to him, and Chen Zhao was startled.

"What's wrong?"

It was a faceless man, wearing a black robe with a hijab, his face was blank, and he was holding a rusty sickle in his hand.

grim Reaper! ! ! He is the god of death!

Absolutely nothing wrong...

Death is coming!

Cold sweat broke out on Chen Zhao's forehead. Who did he come for?

No matter who he came for, it would not be a good thing for Chen Zhao.

If this mafia boss died, he wouldn't be able to survive.