"Uh...uh..." Outside the Sailor Fighting Club, two doctors were vomiting while holding the wall.

The light blue dust-free suits on their bodies were covered with blood, and so were on their rubber gloves.

One of them wiped his mouth and his face turned pale and blue.

"No matter how tragic the scene of a car accident, I have seen it. This is the first time I have seen it. It's so miserable!"

"Don't let me know who is doing this, otherwise I'll dismember him!"

Another doctor squatted down with his stomach covering his stomach, looking up at the upstairs with an ugly face.

"Do you think this person can still survive?"

“Didn’t you say there is still a heartbeat?

The intestines were also put back, but I just don’t know if I can survive the infection period. It’s so difficult!”

As he said that, the man took out a box of cigarettes, took out two and asked, "Do you smoke?"

The other person hesitated for a moment and took the cigarette.

"Damn it, I've been quitting smoking for five years, and today I've broken my rut."

In the operating room temporarily built upstairs, Ye Wei's eyes were red like gods and demons.

More than a dozen deputy officers around were preparing various surgical instruments crazily.

Everyone is so busy that they don’t touch the ground, and Qian Linglong is also among them.

Like everyone else, Qian Linglong's face was shocked, and hemostatic forceps were handed out continuously.

At this moment, Ye Wei was like an eight-armed Arhat, throwing out the scalpels after using them once.

There were more than a dozen hemostatic forceps everywhere in Qiangba's body, and some wounds were quickly sutured at a speed visible to the naked eye at the speed of Ye Weifei's hand.

Jomba's injuries were not as simple as her appearance, and her entire chest cavity was almost broken.

Ye Wei had to open the entire chest cavity and re-correct the ribs.

The spine is broken into five or six sections, and these need to be re-fixed to ensure that when Guanyin's tears jellyfish plays out, it will not cause a terrible punishment.

More than a dozen units of plasma have already gone down.

Jomba's heartbeat fell to less than forty times per minute.

What made Ye Wei the most headache was that most of the ligaments in Qiangba's arms and legs had been broken, and these also needed to be re-sewn.

After three hours of uninterrupted surgery, Ye Wei suddenly started to cough violently.

Qian Linglong quickly used the bleeding-stop cotton to cover Ye Wei's mouth, and then she saw a terrifying scene.

A lock of hair on Ye Wei's forehead was turning white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qian Linglong helped Ye Wei cover his mouth and saw that the strand of hair turned completely white.

Uncle Jiu was also at the scene. When he saw this scene, he took out a small porcelain bottle without hesitation.

However, he hesitated and held the porcelain bottle in his hand and did not step forward for a long time.

Ye Wei finally stopped coughing. Qian Linglong took away the bleeding-resistance cotton, but saw that the cotton had been stained with black blood.

However, Ye Wei didn't care and still maintained an abnormally fast operation.

At about two in the morning, the entire operation lasted for four hours before Ye Wei sutured the last stitch.

The discarded scalpels on the scene were piled up with operating tables that were taller, and there were countless surgical instruments.

The bleeding-stopping cotton was almost thrown all over the floor, and a nurse was cleaning the floor with disinfectant.

A whole bucket of disinfectant was poured onto the ground, and the pungent smell made everyone's mind light.

At this moment, Qian Linglong looked at Ye Wei again, and someone had already brought Guanyin's tears jellyfish over.

But Ye Wei's hands were trembling constantly. He wanted to aim at Guanyin's heart while pinching the silver needle.

But his hands were shaking too much, and he couldn't do it at all.

Qian Linglong took the silver needle without hesitation and quickly pierced the silver needle into Guanyin's heart.

Ye Wei saw that Guanyin's tears turned into sticky liquid, and his feet slid down and sat on the ground.

"It's urgent to be in power. Use a syringe to inject directly into the stomach. I left an injection port there. After it is finished, you will suture it!"

Qian Linglong nodded slightly and asked, "Can he survive?"

Ye Wei slumped on the ground, a sneer flashed across his face.

"As long as I think, even if it's a dead person, I can make him alive!"

Qian Linglong didn't ask any more questions, but as Ye Wei said, after everything was done, the scene had been cleaned up.

This is a left-behind village. Although it is close to the metropolis Zhonghai, there were only some elderly people left here a few years ago.

Uncle Jiu came over at this time and handed over the porcelain bottle.

At this moment, the porcelain bottle was already warmed by Uncle Jiu. Ye Wei was slightly stunned after taking it, and looked at Uncle Jiu with great remorse.

"It makes you worry!"

Uncle Jiu smiled but said nothing, Ye Wei poured out a few black pills and took them.

"Young Master, we have searched this place and asked the residents around us.

The owner of this club moved out and lived with his son two years ago.

However, there are often people coming here and occasionally screaming.

But this is a fighting club, so no one finds it abnormal!”

Ye Wei listened to the story of Master Jiu, and said with a gloomy face, "Johnba is definitely not the first one. Someone else must have been treated the same way before!"

"The police have intervened, but you are in the surgery and they have not entered the scene to investigate."

Ye Wei shouted to Qian Linglong after hearing this, "Linglong, ultraviolet light!"

Soon Qian Linglong came over with an ultraviolet lamp, and Ye Wei turned on the lamp and shone it around casually.

Some silver-white bright spots appeared on the surrounding walls and ground.

Uncle Jiu naturally understood what these bright spots were, and his face looked extremely ugly.

Obviously, fresh blood stains do not show this kind of reflection, and these bright spots are left after the blood has dried up and settled.

After the blood drys up, this will still occur even if the blood on the surface is scraped clean and exposed to ultraviolet lights.

"In two hours, I will ask Jomba to cooperate with the police to investigate, and he will tell us who the murderer is!"

And Jomba is still in a coma, but his brain is still running.

He saw a pitch-black tunnel with light at the end of the tunnel.

He ran hard and finally walked out of the tunnel, but saw a bizarre world.

After he entered this world, he felt that the pain in his whole body disappeared and his body became extremely light.

He was wearing a white robe and wandered around the world forgot to do so.

However, just as he was wandering in this world forgot to do so, strange tentacles suddenly appeared and pulled him back into the tunnel.

At four o'clock in the morning, a scream suddenly came from the sailors fighting club.

"ah!"

Jomba suddenly sat up from the operating table, his whole body trembling, but the surroundings were very warm.

The red and blue lights outside the window kept flashing, and he looked down at himself.

The blade in my lower abdomen in my memory was gone, and there were no blood holes on my body that were punched by the fist.

He felt like he had a strange dream, and now he woke up.

Smelling the pungent smell of disinfectant in the air, he saw Ye Wei's figure.

"woke up!"

Ye Wei was holding a set of clothes in his hand, "Wear it, the police will ask you some questions."

At this moment, the doctors and policemen around him surrounded him with shock.

Jomba put on her clothes in a daze and walked out of the simple operating room.

"Name!"

"Johnba Tsering."

"age."

“Twenty-nine.”

"Do you remember how you got here?"

"Remember, it was Zhou Haichao who brought me here."

“What after?
To be continued...