The man looked at Wei Zhao, and the invisible pressure was released. Wei Zhao felt very depressed, but he still looked back at the man. This was his persistence and ethics as a doctor.

Instead of admitting your weakness now and slapping your chest and making sure you can't do it for a while, it's better to stick to the principles from the beginning and give yourself and your partner a psychological preparation.

The man did not expect Wei Zhao to be so persistent, but he breathed a sigh of relief in an instant. His performance made him look more and more confident in him.

He gently placed the medicine box on the ground, took out the dagger, walked behind Wei Zhao, cut off the rope tied to his hand, and then returned the dagger to sheath and pinned it to his waist.

Not at risk of life for the time being, Wei Zhao hid the scalpel in his hand in his sleeve, threw it into the clinic, swung his arm a few times, turned his wrist, and pinched his somewhat stiff shoulder. Then he picked up the medicine box and walked to the man lying on the ground and squatted down.

The man was wearing a coarse cloth dress, but it was obviously not suitable. He was burly, and the front of the dress could barely be fitted together, and the legs of the trousers were still short.

Look at his appearance, his hair is messy, his eyebrows are thick and black, and his beard is circled on his mouth, which looks very rough.

Wei Zhao lifted his eyelids, and his pupils suddenly contracted because of the light.

He put his hand on the man's forehead and touched it, his tentacles were hot.

He opened the medicine box, took out the sphygmomanometer, lifted the man's clothes, tied them to his arms, and did the examination step by step.

"Is he injured?" Although Wei Zhao did not see the wound, he could guess that this person should have a high fever caused by a wound infection.

The man stood aside and let Wei Zhao use those strange things on the patient. At this moment, he heard his question and nodded, "Yes, it's hurt in the stomach."

Wei Zhao measured his blood pressure pulse, took off the stethoscope and hung it in his neck, then took out a pair of gloves from the medicine box and put it on, and then untied the patient's belt.

As soon as the clothes were lifted, Wei Zhao frowned.

Although he was mentally prepared and knew that this person's illness was not simple, he still took a breath of air conditioning when he saw the injury with his own eyes.

The wound is on the abdomen, surrounding the navel, and there are five places in total, and it looks like it is pierced by a thin and narrow blade.

Maybe it was because the injury had been in the long run and the wound was not properly treated, and the wound had already developed swelling and swollen, which looked very terrible.

He carefully cleaned the blood around the wound and some sticky things that seemed to be powdered, and then gently pressed the wound around it and couldn't help but say in surprise: "Huh? Who hurt this?"

As soon as he said that, the man beside him suddenly changed his face, and the pressure on his body emanated again.

Wei Zhao quickly said, "I was abrupt. I didn't ask deliberately, but I was just curious about who the person who took the knife. Judging from this wound, either the person who hurts people is a doctor-knowing and decisive person, or the brother is too lucky."

The man was stunned and frowned and said, "What does this mean?"

Wei Zhao changed the gloves on his hand, put on one again, and pointed out several wounds and said, "Look, these wounds seem very dangerous and are fatal, but in fact they cleverly avoid all important organs, making the wound look ferocious, but in fact they are not life-threatening. If they are treated in time, they will be cured soon."

He paused and then said, "So the person who takes the knife must be familiar with the location of the human organs, and he will start quickly, accurately and ruthlessly, without hesitation, and without dragging the mud, so the wound will be like now, just a blood loss infection. But if any of these knifes deviates a little from him, he will die."

The man beside him frowned and clenched his fists tightly, as if he was suppressing his emotions. After a while, he said, "What's his situation now?"

Wei Zhao said: "The wound is now infected with suppuration. I just touched here," he pointed to the wound on the left abdomen of the injured person. "It seems that there is some suppuration inside. It needs surgery to open it here and then re-sew it."

The man seemed to have prepared a lot, not surprised, and asked lightly: "What do you need to prepare?"

Wei Zhao said: "We need a clean environment and we also need someone to help me."

The man nodded and said, "Yes." Then he looked at Dong Lin, as if he was thinking about whether to let Dong Lin go and ask him to help Wei Zhao's surgery.

Wei Zhao shook his head, "He can't do it."

Dong Lin didn't know the operation at all, and he was inconsistent with him, so he asked him to be an assistant. If there was any accident during the operation, I was afraid that he would not die quickly enough.

The man turned to look at Wei Zhao and said, "Isn't he a doctor?"

Wei Zhao nodded and said, "He used to be a doctor, but he didn't understand my medical skills at all."

The man said, "I don't understand either."

It means that he can't do this assistant either.

Wei Zhao gritted his teeth. He was originally thinking about whether to let this person go back and bring Li Wan'er. He was suddenly kidnapped and the people in the family must be very panicked. If this person goes back to pick him up, at least the people in the family will know where he is.

However, he thought again that this person was obviously not a good person. He could not guarantee whether he could be safe now. He was rashly involved in others, but he was afraid that it would be of no benefit.

I thought about it, but he could still do it by himself, so he didn't ask for an assistant.

Seeing that he had no request, the man went out through the back door of the dilapidated temple, and soon took a piece of wooden board and placed it on the ground.

Seeing that the dilapidated temple had no table, Wei Zhao had to kneel on the ground, take out a clean cloth from the medicine box, spread it on it, and lay another layer on it, and then he carried the patient onto the wooden board with the man.

He sighed and took out the last sheet from the medicine box and handed it to the man, "Get out in a place that does not leak."

The man took the cloth and said nothing. He went out for a short while and came back with a few wooden sticks.

He sharpened the wooden stick and poked it hard at the corner of the wall, and the wooden stick was deeply inserted into the soil.

Wei Zhao was stunned. His strength was so great that Wan'er's female strongman was probably not enough to see him.

The man moved very quickly. After the four wooden stakes were erected, he took the sheet, shook and stretched it, and spread a sheet.

Soon a tent surrounded by white cloth was ready. Wei Zhao asked the man to carry the injured in, then stood in front of the tent and said, "I have a few things to say before the operation begins."

The man frowned and looked at Wei Zhao in confusion.

Wei Zhao said: "First, there are too many variables in this treatment method of surgery. I can't guarantee that I can cure him. I can only say that I will do my best."

The man nodded, he said this at the beginning.

Wei Zhao said again: "Secondly, after the treatment, no matter what the result is, you will let me go. I can guarantee that I won't tell anyone about you."

The man hesitated for a moment, nodded for a while and agreed.

"Third, you can't disturb me and my family again in the future."

The man seemed to have not expected Wei Zhao's conditions. When he went to capture Wei Zhao, he naturally knew who he lived with. In this situation, he could still think of those people, but he was a person with a temperament.

He nodded and agreed. This time, it was an accident. In the future, they should be careful in their actions and would not fall to this level. Naturally, they would not use Wei Zhao.
Chapter completed!