Feng Yang said as if he was offering treasure: "When I took the medicine, there were five kinds in total. They said that they would feel pain, itchy, swelling, numbness, and sourness. They could not say it even if they could not die anyway."

Five medicines.

Hawthorne glanced at Feng Yang.

This guy is worthy of being from the Lixing Society, ruthless, dark and amazing.

He whispered to Feng Yang yesterday and asked him to go back to the secret service to find medicine that would cause Cai Dawei to swell his wounds.

I also specifically explained that I should not find medicine that can be found at a glance.

The Secret Service has nothing else, there are all kinds of torture instruments and strange medicines.

After he smashed the medicine that Feng Yang took back, he put it in an envelope and stuffed it into his pocket.

In the casino, he continued to use the medicine on his face when he took advantage of the situation and poured the medicine on his palm and covered Cai Dawei's wound.

Tomorrow or night, Cai Dawei should be able to feel the effects of these medicines.

This thing Feng Yang is doing is worthy of his encouragement.

He took out a silver dollar from his pocket and stuffed it into Feng Yang's pocket.

A small favor is a win-win situation, and the purpose is to use it in the future.

Feng Yang's face was stunned, he immediately laughed, and then nodded and bowed.

Hawthorne patted his shoulder without saying a word and left.

In the pharmacy, Ouyang Lei is in charge, so there is no need to worry that someone will not take the bait.

Cai Dawei took the blackmailed silver dollars and went straight back to the hospital.

"Director Cai, what's wrong with you?" The nurse in the emergency room was startled.

The back of Cai Dawei's head was swollen into a small ball, part of his head was stuck together by dry blood, and the wound was a little black.

"I was almost hit by a driver on the road, scaring me to death." Cai Dawei seemed to have escaped from the scene of the car accident.

"Sit down, I'll clean the wound first." The nurse held a plate with scissors, alcohol, cotton balls, gauze, tape and other supplies on it.

Cai Dawei leaned on the chair, closed his eyes, and recalled everything about his life in the afternoon.

"What a bad luck!" he said to himself.

"Does it hurt?" the nurse was cautious.

"It's not your business, hurry up." Cai Dawei was powerless.

He is responsible for drug procurement in the hospital. He has face every department he goes to. People who praise and pursue him are everywhere, and even nurses still respect him very much.

The nurse continued to clean his wounds.

"Oh," Cai Dawei shouted.

The nurse complained in her heart: "What is it called? It's not embarrassing to lose it."

But in person, he still catered with a smile: "I'm sorry, Director Cai, maybe I'm serious."

Cai Dawei suddenly raised his eyebrows and said with a teasing voice: "Is it heavy to start? It depends on where to start, right?"

The seventeen-eight-year-old nurse blushed and didn't dare to answer again.

Cai Dawei's color name is well known to everyone in the hospital.

The best way to treat such people is to pretend to be stupid.

After about ten minutes, the nurse treated the wound, cut off the heads around her, disinfected them with alcohol, and bandaged the wound.

"Director Cai, it's best to take your body temperature. If there is heat, take some anti-inflammatory drugs. If the temperature is high, take some anti-inflammatory drugs." The nurse's due diligence suggests.

"What? Do you feel sorry for me? Otherwise, you can touch me and see if I'm burning now?" Cai Dawei leaned close to the nurse, stretched his pig's head over, and patrolled his eyes along the female nurse's body, and stayed in her key parts for a while.

The nurse took a few steps back and nodded: "Director Cai, I have something to do with me, so let's go first."

The little girl ran away.

Cai Dawei shouted from behind: "Don't leave, show me, I'm feeling uncomfortable."

"Where are you feeling uncomfortable, I'll show you." A stiff voice sounded, and a figure stood in front of Cai Dawei.

"Who, ah, Doctor Tang, it's okay, I'm fine, it's fine, I'm leaving." Cai Dawei saw clearly that the person was Tang Tang, and he was immediately out of tune. The female nurse of the opera drama turned around and left hurriedly.

Tang Tang is famous for his coldness. Anyone who meets her will basically not have good results.

Cai Dawei left the hospital and first turned him to his wife's house. He put down the money he got today and wanted to get some comfort in the beauty's arms.

When Liu Zhilan saw Cai Dawei's expression, she knew what he wanted to do.

She beat her daughter to play next door, and she closed the door and pressed Cai Dawei's head into her plump arms.

The two of them were entangled and moved to the head of the kang.

"It's not the first time that you're blushing?" Liu Zhilan deliberately pretended to be shy, grabbed Cai Dawei's collar with one hand, and circled his chest with the fingers of the other hand.

The fire in Cai Dawei's abdomen instantly rose and he pressed back impatiently.

His body was uncontrollable, and Liu Zhilan was unable to breathe due to the heavy weight.

"Diet, you are so anxious, be gentle." Liu Zhilan slapped her coquettishly and gently slapped Cai Dawei in the face.

Cai Dawei did not hide or dodge, let her do it.

Liu Zhilan felt something was wrong.

Cai Dawei's face was hot and had a lot of normal body temperature. His body was like a sack filled with straw, unsure.

Liu Zhilan hugged Cai Dawei and found that he seemed to be in a coma.

"Die, dead ghost, wake up." Liu Lanzhi's voice changed and her face was anxious.

Cai Dawei had no reaction. She wouldn't have really been called to death by her, right?

Half an hour later, the 6th Military Hospital received a call from Liu Lanzhi and sent an ambulance to pick up Cai Dawei back to the hospital.

On duty, the doctor opened the wound that had been wrapped in the afternoon and saw that it had begun to ulcerate and pus.

"So fast? So high your body temperature? Something is not right." He murmured.

The only way is to take medicine to cool down and infusions to prevent inflammation.

That night, Cai Dawei lay on the hospital bed and became a patient.

The next morning, he woke up from his confusion.

On the back of the hand, the hemostatic tape and cotton swab were still attached after the infusion, and Liu Lanzhi was still sleeping while lying beside the bed, and saliva was on the corner of her mouth.

Cai Dawei pushed the woman beside the bed and said, "What's wrong with me?"

Liu Lanzhi patted her chest and was surprised: "I finally woke up, you were unconscious last night."

She raised her little hand and touched Cai Dawei's forehead: "I won't burn it anymore, I'll scare you to death."

Cai Dawei was suppressed: "I burned? Can the wound such a big head make me faint? Impossible."

Although he is not a doctor, he doesn't think his illness is too serious when he hears and sees it in the hospital.

At this time, his subordinate, Secretary Lin, was also by his side.

"Go and call a doctor over." Cai Dawei ordered.

"yes."

Secretary Lin hurried out of the ward and called the doctor on duty from outside.

"What's wrong with me?" Cai Dawei asked.

"Director Cai, you have wound inflammation." The doctor this morning was the same as last night. He picked up the good words "pse" and he embezzled it.

"Yan? How is it possible? I used alcohol to disinfect it yesterday, and it hurts so much, and it will still be stinky?" Cai Dawei was so angry that he wanted to curse.

The doctor on duty thought about it and found a reason that no one could refute: "Everyone has a different physique, so,"

His words were suddenly interrupted by Cai Dawei.

"Itchy, the wound is very itchy." Cai Dawei raised his hand and wanted to scratch it.

The doctor grabbed his hand and laughed and said, "How could it be itchy?"

I was still oozing pus last night, and I won’t have scabs at all today. How can I say itchy?

Cai Dawei glared: "I want to lie to you if it's an itchy thing?"

He shook away the hand that the doctor was holding and scratched it on the wound.

"It hurts!" Cai Dawei screamed shrillly.

The doctor stood beside him and didn't move.

It hurts? It hurts so much.

It’s okay to scratch the wound with pus, it would be strange if it doesn’t hurt.

From this day on, Cai Dawei became the most difficult patient to take care of in the hospital.
To be continued...