Hospital, operating room entrance.

A few minutes ago, he signed his name on Wang Liangliang's consent form for surgery.

The pungent smell of disinfectant water is filled with the air.

Except for Wang Shun and Luohu, Wu Bei drove all the others back, for fear that the group of little boys under Wang Liangliang would not be able to control the trouble, so he specifically told Sun Ze to be responsible.

Relying on the hard and slippery plastic chair, Wu Bei couldn't help but recall the scene when Gao Yang gave Wang Liangliang to himself.

To be fair, Liangliang is not only a high-profile person in his daily life and a bit unruly personality, but he is definitely the top knife master in the Hu Xiao family. No matter when and where, he is the one who can arouse people's passion the most.

Just after telling the story of several other little brothers who were attacked with him last night, Wu Bei realized how fierce the brat was when he met a mad dog holding a gun.

"hiss.."

While his random imagination, Wu Bei felt a burning pain from his fingertips. Then he realized that he had burned to Chentou before he could even smoke a cigarette and quickly pulled his thoughts back.

"I really shouldn't have been beating all the time last night, otherwise there would be nothing wrong with Daliang, alas!"

Wang Shun slapped his forehead with annoyance, and sighed hoarsely.

He himself didn't remember how many times he said this sentence, as if only in this way could he feel more relaxed.

Luohu didn't say a word, put his arms on his knees, hung his head, staring straight at the tip of his shoes in a daze.

"Don't just do it here, take turns to rest. You two go back and sleep for a while, and you are not an iron man! Liangliang is a lucky general, and a blessed person can always get rid of danger!"

He turned his head and looked at the two brothers, and Wu Bei squeezed out a smile to comfort him.

Hospitals are originally a place that is particularly easy to feel depressed. The operating room, a special area that indicates uncertainty in life and death, impacts people's spirit and self-confidence at any time.

No matter how optimistic a person is, he cannot keep smiling at the wooden door of the operating room.

Wu Bei didn't want Wang Shun and Luohu, who were already full of guilt, to collapse again as time went by.

"I won't go back, and I can't sleep even if I go back. I want to wait for Daliang to wake up and say sorry to him as soon as possible."

Wang Shun waved his hand and added another cigarette to himself.

After sleeping all night, the green stubble covered his chin, making him look vicissitudes and haggard.

Anyone who has experience in hospital should know that people outside the operating room are always more anxious and more likely to think randomly than people indoors.

"I'm not going back."

Luohu coughed twice and shook his head.

From his meeting Wu Bei to joining Hu Xiao, and now he has been in a high-level position, it has been only half a year, but these 100-day experiences and experiences have overturned his previous growth for more than 20 years.

Since childhood, he has a superior family background, he never imagined that a breakfast worth less than five yuan could become a source of happiness for several rough men. A cheap cigarette could be snatched in turn, and he did not expect that the "failed son" mentioned by his parents would become the need of a group of brothers.

Happiness is definitely related to money, but having money does not necessarily mean being really happy!

"Tait..."

A burst of rapid footsteps came.

Deng Can, Meng Le and Huang Zhuo, and Liu Zihua quickly came over.

"Isn't it a big deal, isn't it?"

Deng Can asked with concern.

"I just entered it not long."

Wu Bei stood up and gave up his seat.

"Lao Hu from the Central Hospital, Lao Lu from the Second Hospital, and Xiao Liang from the Rehabilitation Center are both experts in this regard. I have called them one by one, and they should all come here later."

Deng Can patted Wu Bei's back of his hand to comfort him.

"I believe that my brothers have their own appearance!"

Wu Bei responded with a smile.

"Huazi, tell your brother Wu what you know."

Meng Le turned his head and greeted the horse behind him.

"Brother Wu, one of my brothers opened a deli restaurant near Aoxue Group. This morning, a few gangsters went to him to buy food. When chatting, my brother heard the mad dog and hid on the seventh floor of Aoxue Group."

Liu Zihua took a few deep breaths and said in a low voice.

"Can you be sure?"

"Really fake?"

Wang Shun and Luohu stood up in an instant with excitement.

"The situation should be true. I also asked through several of my relatives, and it was almost certainly ten!"

Deng Can's answered firmly.

"What are you waiting for? I'll get the stolen person and get it, so fuck him!"

Wang Shun took out his cell phone and was about to call.

"If he happened to be not here when you went there? Luo Xue may not understand the law when she was old, but their company does not lack legal counsel!"

Wu Bei asked slowly and remarkably.

The mad dog was hiding in the Aoxue Group. Wu Bei guessed early in the morning that Chong City is not big and there are countless corners where people can hide, but it can make the mad dog feel fearless. He committed two major cases overnight, but he hid strictly. The only place where the Aoxue Group is probably left.

It is one thing to know where a person is, and it is another thing to catch him.

The most important reason for keeping the troops still is that Wu Bei always feels that Wang Liangliang was attacked has a particularly unusual smell.

It is logical that the first time Mad Dog succeeded, which has already met his perverted psychological needs. Why did he still have to make the second shot? He obviously had a gun, so why did he spend a lot of effort to discount his wrist with a stick?

The most important thing is that through these few dealings, Wu Bei found that the mad dog belongs to the Mavericks. No matter who runs, there is no habit of grouping. So are the two groups of people who are taking action really affiliated with the same family?
Chapter completed!