Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 195 That Doctor Killer 8

Song Xianyin, who had just returned home, was forced to go back to the hospital to work overtime.

The hospital at that moment resembled a slaughterhouse, filled with screams and cries.

Director Li was so frightened by the sight of the injured filling the hospital that he immediately started calling for reinforcements.

There are risks involved in cooperating with this kind of gang; if he doesn't get proper treatment, he's afraid they'll smash up the hospital.

Song Xianyin's work was relatively easy, as almost all the surgeons had been called back by Director Li.

"I'm going to get scolded again later. Those people are really despicable. We've been using that place for so long, and they still dare to sneak around and steal it."

"Now that things have come to this, did you bring any? Give me some to smoke."

Just as the other person was about to take it out, Song Xianyin frowned and walked up to them.

"If you want to suck it, go outside and suck it."

Hospitals are not places for drug use.

The two men's faces flushed red and then turned pale. One of them said, "What do you know? You've never experienced it..."

"Alright, alright, stop arguing. What if they refuse to treat us later?" The person next to him quickly pulled him back.

Having worked in this field for so long, he's seen people from all walks of life. Many doctors appear upright and virtuous on the surface, but their methods can be quite perverse in private.

People like them, who are just small fry, suffer from a lack of education. Those who are educated bully others in such a sophisticated way.

The people from the Green Lantern Society were generally less seriously injured. I heard that another group of people in another hospital had blood gushing from their heads.

As Song Xianyin looked at the patients, she was thinking about something else.

His men were so badly injured, so was he injured too...?

Then wouldn't she be able to cure him?

"Is your boss Ji Yanli? Where is he?"

The man looked at her blankly and said, "The boss is sleeping at home."

Speaking of which, I wonder if the boss will ever come to see them.

Song Xianyin kept wandering around the emergency room, and finally, she saw a familiar figure.

Sure enough he came.

"Mr. Ji, is your hand injured?"

Ji Yanli was stunned when he saw Song Xianyin suddenly appear in front of him.

Song Xianyin hurriedly lifted his sleeve, and Ji Yanli was stunned for a moment.

I was so annoyed with him not long ago, and now I'm looking at his hands.

"I'm not injured." Ji Yanli withdrew his hand.

He tugged at it, but couldn't budge it. Song Xianyin looked at the wound on his hand with a serious expression: "Mr. Ji, you didn't apply the medicine properly. If this continues, you'll have to have your leg amputated."

Ji Yanli calmly withdrew his hand: "Then let's intercept it."

Having one more hand or one less hand makes no difference.

“Mr. Ji, I’m not joking. The wound on your hand is starting to look abnormal.” Song Xianyin’s tone was somewhat heavy.

Ji Yanli looked at her silently: "What do you mean? Does Dr. Song mean you'll treat me?"

Song Xianyin nodded: "Yes, Mr. Ji, I would like to help you with your treatment."

"But the situation is too critical now, the wound may be quite large."

Ji Yanli followed her toward the operating room and casually asked, "How big is it?"

"It's even bigger than the wound I treated for you last time."

Ji Yanli looked at Song Xianyin, who had a serious expression on her face, and remained silent for a while before saying, "If you want to kill me, just say so."

Anyway, so many people want to kill him.

This kind of wound doesn't require surgery at all; his hand has been receiving treatment.

After entering the operating room, Song Xianyin wanted to give Ji Yanli anesthesia again.

Ji Yanli glanced at it and said in a deep voice, "No need for anesthesia."

Song Xianyin held up the anesthetic and remained silent: "Let's get it done, it will hurt a lot later."

Ji Yanli still refused.

Song Xianyin was extremely disappointed. She had planned to stab him after he fainted, but now she had no chance at all.

Ji Yanli kept watching her movements, so Song Xianyin could only bandage the wound in the normal way.

Watching her movements, Ji Yanli remarked, "Dr. Song's medical skills this time are much better than last time."

At this moment, Li Dazhuang was causing a ruckus at the dock.

The man next to him tried to stop him: "Brother Li, it's over, it's all over."

Li Dazhuang impatiently shook him off: "What do you mean it's over? I, Li Dazhuang, haven't even started yet."

We must show the boss what he's capable of.

The man looked at Li Dazhuang, who had already rushed forward, with utter despair in his eyes.

Oh no, the matter was clearly over a long time ago, but the conflict has started again immediately.

Li Dazhuang was naturally strong, and when he was beating others, they couldn't even get up.

The person beneath him was so pressed down that their face began to turn blue.

Li Dazhuang clenched his fists, picked himself up, and kicked the person under his feet against the wall.

The man's body trembled, and he quickly stopped breathing.

"Who's trying to steal my Green Lantern Society's goods?" Li Dazhuang roared.

It's really shameless.

Looking at the honest-looking Li Dazhuang, the man quickly advised, "Brother Li, don't be angry. The boss has gone to the hospital to see the brothers."

These newcomers are acting like they're on an assembly line. They just sent one batch to the hospital, and now they're sending another batch?

Upon hearing this, Li Dazhuang quickly got into his car and drove to the hospital.

As the car drove away, the man could still hear the DJ music coming from Li Dazhuang's car.

It was so loud it almost ruptured his eardrums.

Ji Yanli looked at Song Xianyin holding a knife with a headache.

Why did you bring a knife?

Song Xianyin silently put the knife aside. Fearing that Ji Yanli would misunderstand, she explained, "This is a scalpel; it won't hurt anyone."

Ji Yanli looked at the equipment beside him without saying a word. He was too lazy to talk to her anymore, and not a single word of truth came out of his mouth.

A knife certainly won't hurt people on its own, but it can still hurt people if someone uses it.

When Song Xianyin applied the medicine to Ji Yanli, her eyes were filled with regret.

Actually, the injury has already started to heal, but it will take a while.

If he comes to her again after getting hurt, she'll just stab him once, not really kill him.

She is very professional.

"Dr. Song, your knife handling technique looks so familiar." Ji Yanli's voice was somewhat low.

Song Xianyin's eyes curved into a smile: "I started slaughtering pigs with my family when I was very young, so I guess I got used to holding the knife like this. Now that I'm a doctor, I still hold the knife like this."

Ji Yanli ignored her; if he had, she would have talked even more enthusiastically later.

"Dr. Song, I misunderstood you last time. Now it seems that your medical skills are indeed remarkable."

Song Xianyin re-bandaged his wound and listened to what he said.

"Would you like to come here? I offer much more than this hospital." His voice carried a hint of amusement.

Song Xianyin paused for a moment: "I'm sorry, Mr. Ji, but I prefer a more stable job."

Ji Yanli laughed and said, "Isn't the Green Lantern Society very stable? So many people get injured and die every day, can't that allow your talents to be displayed?"

A doctor passing by heard this horrible joke and almost tripped.