Chapter 3 I'm a Doctor
There were screams from nearby, and the seafood pier instantly became a mess.

Several men in black suits flashed out of the speedboat rushing up to the rest area of ​​the pier.

Each of them was carrying a box full of cash, with the logo of the capital chaebol printed on the box, and they all had obvious injuries on their bodies.

Hundreds of millions of cash, no one will be dumbfounded.

None of the three major chaebols in Beijing can afford to offend.

No one does not recognize this logo, so naturally everyone is silent.

Mu Qing recalled in a blink of an eye that there was indeed a big incident at the seafood pier in her previous life.

Yecheng, where she lives, was unintentionally involved in the twists and turns caused by the internal strife among the big shots in the capital.

But this news was quickly blocked. According to Gu Shaoan's later mention, tens of thousands of media did not dare to report a few words, and asked Mu Qing to ask less.

"Whoever among you is a surgeon studying medicine stands up and will never treat you badly."

While she was in a trance, the leading man pulled his tie, blood splattered on his neck, the knife wound on his face was clearly variable, his eyebrows were cut off, and the scar barely brushed the corner of his eye, but the bleeding had obviously stopped.

In fact, Mu Qing had already smelled a strong smell of blood, not from this man, but from the speedboat that crashed into the shore out of control.

Could it be that some important figure in the capital was injured?

"I have studied medicine." Mu Qing volunteered and said without exaggeration: "I also studied medicine and surgery, and I know both Chinese and Western."

Now that the opportunities are presented to her, she has to seize them, otherwise how will she rewrite the fate of her previous life.

Being clumsy will only make her disappear into this world without a trace.

The man in suit with broken eyebrows glanced at Mu Qing, full of doubts.

However, except for Mu Qing, no one stood up at the scene, but they were all lowered heads looking for money.

Five minutes later, the seafood market returned to silence. The out-of-control speedboat was repaired and sailed back into the sea, and Mu Qing was also invited aboard.

On the yacht, she was taken into a room in the speedboat by a man in a suit with a broken eyebrow. The blackout curtains were airtight, and only the wall lamps were fluorescent.

"Master, the incident happened suddenly, it is inconvenient to disturb too many people, so we can only make do with it first." The man in the suit with broken eyebrows took the initiative to report, and pushed Mu Qing forward.

What does improvise mean?
Mu Qing frowned displeased.

"Okay, you go out." The cold voice was like a cold pool hitting a stone.

Mu Qing understood that the one who was injured was this 'young young man'.

The man in the suit with a broken eyebrow left, and before the door could be closed, Mu Qing was dragged by an outstretched arm in the darkness.

"Ah—" Mu Qing exclaimed, resisting subconsciously, but she touched a strong arm and sticky blood.

Tsk, the contours of these muscles are clearly tactile, obviously they have been trained.

"Don't move around, and don't make noise." The man was a little displeased, and his scarred body was pulled down by Mu Qing.

The bodies were pressed together, Mu Qing panicked and felt the wounds on the opponent's body, there were two gunshot wounds in the waist and abdomen, and shoulder blades.

Different from the penetrating wound in the waist and abdomen, the bullet in the shoulder blade is still in the body.

The blood was still oozing out, and the clothes were wet with cold sweat.

With such a serious gunshot wound, there was no treatment other than simple hemostasis, but he was able to breathe calmly and calmly, which shows how strong his willpower is.

As expected of a big shot from the capital, he has a bold hand and a strong heart.

"Treat the wound, the medicine box is by the pillow." He ordered concisely, his voice hoarse.

Mu Qing was reborn as a human being, and although she wanted revenge wholeheartedly, the original intention of the doctor's benevolence has not changed, not to mention that she didn't help for nothing, she also asked the other party.

"Okay, I see." She readily agreed.

Mu Qing helped the man up with some difficulty, and when she got the medicine box, she turned on the bedside lamp casually. After confirming the contents of the medicine box, she said, "It's troublesome to deal with gunshot wounds. There is no anesthetic in the medicine box."

"It's fine if you don't have to."

Is this man crazy?Treating a gunshot wound without anesthesia would be excruciatingly painful.

Mu Qing looked at him with trembling eyes, and hesitated to speak.

(End of this chapter)

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