Chapter 127 Nine Extremes Gate

Harbor City Mission Hospital.

operating room.

Song Guangping sewed the last stitch himself.

The operation is declared over.

The few Hong Kong cafes onlookers still remained dumbfounded.

Were they just watching a bypass operation?

Do not!
What they saw was an art show.

The best art in the world!
Before the operation, they prepared [-] milliliters of blood according to the master's order.But in their perception, [-] milliliters of blood is definitely not enough for surgery like bypass, so they secretly prepared another [-] milliliters.

But the result.

Two-thirds wasted.

During the whole operation, they visually estimated that the blood loss was around [-].

And this amount of blood loss does not have much impact on human body functions, and it can be completely replenished with liquid.

And that assistant Vincent.

Originally, he was sent to the stage to add some trouble to the surgeon, but unexpectedly, after such a surgery, Vincent seemed to have been completely reborn. He suddenly became quite confident, and his performance on stage became more and more comfortable.

Only gods have the ability to enlighten mortals!

Song Guangping was naturally aware of these astonished gazes, but he didn't pay much attention to them. He stepped back from the operating table, went around to the anesthesia area, looked at the vital indicators, and nodded in relief.

He didn't perform very well in this operation, out of 85 points, he would give himself [-] points at most.

Ten points were deducted from the first assist. Although Dr. Guan's performance in the second half was not bad, the first half was really bad.

Another five points were deducted from his mentality.

Ugh!
I still haven't been able to overcome the layman's mentality of appearing holy in front of others.

After taking off the surgical gown, Song Guangping came to the operating room, where Uncle Tai waited for a long time accompanied by Yang Rui, Wang Changhe and Catherine.

"Thanks for your hard work, Professor Song." Uncle Tai went forward to greet him, and thanked Song Guangping first without asking about the operation.

Song Guangping suddenly felt a warm current flow through his heart. "The operation was a success. After resting for another half a month, the two of you brothers can have a good time drinking and talking."

Uncle Tai is another sincere thank you.

Uncle Long was sent out of the operating room, because the anesthesia effect had not yet passed, and he was still in a coma.

Uncle Tai arranged for Xie Zhiyuan to send Song Guangping back to the hotel to rest first, and he had to stay by the hospital bed and wait for the old brother to wake up.

Before Song Guangping left, he called Yang Rui aside. He was still a little worried about his son's affairs. The operation was over, and after attending the thank-you banquet in the evening, he should go back tomorrow morning, but Song Lei's matter didn't seem to be making any progress right now.

Yang Rui smiled and said, "Don't blame me for this matter, and don't blame Uncle Tai. If you want to blame it, blame your son."

Song Guangping couldn't help being surprised: "What? What trouble did Xiaolei cause?"

Yang Rui laughed again.

"He was afraid that you would be wordy, so he told me that he wanted to join the record company after you went back."

Song Guangping breathed a sigh of relief, laughed and cursed: "This brat has a lot of shit."

……

Uncle Long opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Uncle Tai.

I have been an old brother for decades, so hypocritical, let's start and change.

Uncle Tai understood Uncle Long's eyes, smiled and stepped aside, Madam Long, come on.

Uncle Long's eyes remain the same, and it's not about confessing his last words. Why are you joining in the fun at your mother-in-law's house?Get up and change people.

Uncle Long's wife gave Uncle Long a gouged look, then angrily retreated to Uncle Tai's side, you two, go and try.

But Uncle Long's eyes refused to stay on the two sons for a second, and the eyes rolled around, obviously looking for someone.

Uncle Tai understood instantly, and hurried out to call Yang Rui.

When Yang Rui came to the hospital bed, Uncle Long finally had a smile in his eyes.

The anesthesiologist rushed over to check on Uncle Long's recovery, and was very satisfied to remove the oxygen mask for Uncle Long.

Uncle Long was finally able to speak.It's just that the speaking speed is very slow and the volume is very low, and it takes a lot of concentration to hear clearly.

"Ruizi, Uncle Long had a dream during the operation, guess what dream Uncle Long had?"

Yang Rui smiled and said, "Uncle Long is holding his grandson, well, I guess it must be a pair of dragon and phoenix twins."

Uncle Long gave Yang Rui a supercilious look.

"Uncle Long dreamed that you became the spokesperson of Xinhesheng."

Yang Rui was 'frightened', pretending to be anxious and said: "Uncle Long, Rui Zai is just a businessman, and he has no unreasonable desire to usurp the throne!"

Uncle Long grinned, obviously smiling, but his voice was quite weak.

"It was Uncle Long who helped you to the top..."

Now, Yang Rui was really surprised.

When you think about something, you have a dream.

This old guy actually hit my mind.

It's not good to refuse directly, what the hell, the biggest scruples of the gangsters are their own face.

Fortunately, it was just a false alarm.

"Uncle Long knows that this is impossible, but, Ruizi, you saved Uncle Long, and Uncle Long will remember it in his heart. Although you can't join my Xinhesheng, the brothers in Xinhesheng will be at your disposal from now on."

Yang Rui was inevitably a little confused, what happened to Uncle Long?
How could you say such a thing?
It's just helping him to hire a trustworthy expert. Is it necessary to say that it is a life-saving grace?
The effects of the general anesthesia hadn't completely passed, and the operation also consumed a lot of Uncle Long's physical strength. When the lady nurse injected Uncle Long with a painkiller according to the will, Uncle Long's spirit subsided, and he dozed off again.

Uncle Tai took the lead and led everyone out of the ward.

"Let's all go back, and forget about the thank-you banquet tonight."

No one dared to disobey Uncle Tai's words.

It's useless to stay in the hospital. Uncle Long naturally lives in the top ward and enjoys the top medical services. Even if he needs help with something, there are Xinhesheng brothers guarding the door.

Yang Rui followed Uncle Tai back to his villa in the middle of the mountain.

This time, Uncle Tai didn't lead Yang Rui to the study.

"Ruizi, let's go to Kanshi with Uncle Tai,"

Kanshi, that is, the place where the tablets are placed...

Yang Rui's heart trembled, he finally figured out where the strange feeling came from.

In his last life, around [-], which was also the season at the end of October, he happened to have an opportunity to meet Uncle Tai in Hong Kong City. That meeting was not at the villa in the middle of the mountain, but at the hall of Xinhesheng.

When I saw Uncle Tai at that time, Uncle Tai was staring at a photo in a daze.

The photo showed Uncle Long's current appearance.

If that photo is the photo of Uncle Long's death, all this seems to make sense.

Uncle Long from the previous life finally fell on this hurdle.

But the operation was successful. Professor Song said that as long as Uncle Long pays attention to maintenance in the future, he will live to his [-]s and [-]s.

Could it be another accident?
Yang Rui shivered secretly.

There is no way to tell Uncle Tai, what happened in the previous life and this life, telling Uncle Tai will only make him think of himself as a mental patient.

Well, then go to the hospital with Uncle Tai first, then find a chance to sneak away, go back to the hospital and watch in secret to see what will happen.

……

The atmosphere in Dadongmen Commercial Street suddenly became tense.

There are many unfamiliar faces on the street.

In the commercial street, there are people coming and going, and it stands to reason that there should be no words such as strange faces.

But these people are different. They can tell at a glance that they are all social people.

Gao Huan didn't care about the tense atmosphere, and the specialty store didn't provoke anyone. If there was any chaos outside, at worst, the store would be closed.As usual, Gao Huan still focused on the training and guidance of the three shop assistants. Not to mention, the three shop assistants had only worked for a few days, and both their external image and internal temperament had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Huang Dalong, who was forcibly recruited by Gao Huan as an assistant, couldn't bear it any longer, and sneaked out to the street, and happened to run into the two northeastern guys who came to the store to announce the rules earlier.

"what happened?"

One of the group responded mysteriously: "You don't know yet? Brother Dong and Xiangjiang fellow villagers started fighting. Just yesterday afternoon, Brother Dong killed more than 20 Xiangjiang people by himself."

Another guy followed: "Made, Xiangjiang people are really bastards. They dare not confront Brother Dong, but they threaten to smash the commercial street to pieces."

Young man, put some virtue in your mouth, your big dragon brother is also from Xiangjiang, be careful that I will turn against you... Huang Dalong served in the army for three years, and after retiring from the army, he spent another three years outside with Yang Rui.

"One person overturned more than [-] people... Tsk tsk, brother Dong is really good..." Huang Dalong showed an expression of admiration.

He said so, but he had other thoughts in his heart, so it's nothing special, as long as the other party is not a Lianjiazi, and he has a handy guy in his hand, Huang Dalong can beat more than [-] people by himself.

The guy on the left replied proudly: "That's right! Who is our brother Dong? The number one master of Bajimen! Don't say more than twenty, even if there are more than twenty more, our brother Dong can easily win."

The guy on the right hand side slipped his mouth inadvertently: "Those people from the Xiangjiang Township Association still refuse to admit defeat, just wait, when Brother Dong gets out of the hospital, he has to kill all these bastards one by one."

After hearing this, Huang Dalong couldn't help sniggering.

Oh, the number one master of Bajimen, isn't he still injured?
If this was replaced by Brother Ba, there would be no injuries at all... Well, when we return to Gangnan Village, we have to coax Uncle Seven to let him come out of Jiujimen.

The guy on the left glared at the guy on the right, and called out for Brother Dong: "Why did Brother Dong get hurt? Isn't it because Brother Yue didn't listen to Brother Dong's arrangement? Brother Dong told him to stay away, why did he insist on showing off that ability? In the end, Brother Dong was hindered and Brother Dong was stabbed."

Huang Dalong nodded repeatedly at the side: "Yes, yes, when a master makes a move, he is afraid that someone will hinder him, but this can also show that Dong Ge is a righteous person. He would rather take a stab at himself than save his own brother... Um, um, Dong Ge is an amazing person."

(End of this chapter)

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