The booming business of Night · Weiyang inevitably attracted the jealousy of its competitors.
As the saying goes, "Strike the snake at its vital spot," and eliminating Fu Yanshen, this strategist and general, is the key.
That night, Fu Yanshen and several of his men were surrounded and attacked by dozens of thugs in the western suburbs of Beijing.
No matter how skilled he was or how fearless he was, he couldn't overcome the enemy's superior numbers.
Amidst the flashing blades and bloodshed, he was stabbed in the abdomen.
The murderer was a desperate criminal on the next level of wanted list by the police. He was extremely ruthless, ripping out a section of his small intestine. Fu Yanshen kicked him to break free.
At that time, he was at his last gasp, and only two of his men remained.
At the critical moment, the police arrived in time, and both sides immediately fled. Fu Yanshen, who was seriously injured, was escorted into a car by two of his men to escape the police pursuit.
...
The basement was dark and damp, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.
The old-fashioned light bulb emitted a dim yellow light, and several moths swirled around it.
Fu Yanshen, shirtless, slumped in the black sofa, clutching a blood-stained white shirt to his lower abdomen.
"Go... and bring that medical student here."
He squinted and gave the order in a low voice.
...
This is the third time Xu Xun has been arrested for practicing medicine illegally.
He was a medical student at a medical university and had no medical qualifications whatsoever.
The first time he was captured, Fu Yanshen's men held a knife to his neck and forced him to stitch up Fu Yanshen's wounds.
The patient sustained a 20-centimeter-long, deep cleaver wound to the back, accompanied by hemorrhagic shock, and must be taken to the hospital immediately.
Moreover, it was clearly an injury sustained in a fight, so the police should be notified.
Xu Xun comes from a family of doctors, has a strong moral compass, and is an upright and honest young man. How could he possibly do something that violates medical ethics and breaks the law?
At that moment, Fu Yanshen opened his eyes and said calmly, "Cut off one of his index fingers and leave it, let him go, and then catch another one."
How can he hold a scalpel if his finger is cut off?
Xu Xun thought Fu Yanshen was just trying to scare him. Although he was a weak scholar, he was a well-traveled young master from a prestigious family and was not easily fooled.
"You, you guys really—don't touch a finger on me! I'll do it!"
The sharp blade cut into the dermis, drawing blood. Xu Xun gave up and yelled.
"We don't have any anesthetic, and we don't have a sterile environment. What... what are we going to do?"
At that moment, Xu Xun looked at Fu Yanshen lying on the sofa, glanced around the dark and damp basement, frowned, and couldn't bring himself to do it.
Most medical students are germaphobes, and for him, this basement was full of bacteria and germs. He couldn't stand staying there for even a little while, let alone perform surgery.
"Stop talking nonsense. Stop the bleeding and stitch it up, that's all." Fu Yanshen didn't even look up, his tone unfriendly.
Xu Xun took a few surgical instruments that she usually used for practice and, with a heavy heart, performed the sutures on him.
Without anesthesia or painkillers, Fu Yanshen seemed to feel no pain and remained silent.
Xu Xun suspected that he was not human.
He really doesn't do anything humane.
They filmed him practicing medicine illegally, using that footage to control him and make him available at their beck and call.
...
The smell of blood was pungent. Under the dim yellow light, the man slumped on the sofa, his muscular upper body naked, had many bloody wounds on his body.
Its face was so pale it was almost transparent, making it a true ice sculpture.
His eyes were closed, a cigarette between his fingers, and his sickly, weak appearance possessed a kind of broken beauty.
Xu Xun put down the silver surgical toolbox, walked over, stubbed out the cigarette between his fingers, and threw it in the trash can.
"Where did you get hurt this time?"
As he spoke, he removed the blood-red shirt.
The next instant, Xu Xun took a step back and gasped sharply.
Even though he was used to seeing cadavers and the bloody scenes of disembowelment, he was still genuinely horrified to see a living person with a section of their small intestine exposed.
What's even more terrifying is that he acted as if nothing had happened and was even smoking!
Xu Xun snapped out of his daze and, without any hesitation, took out his phone to call 120.
Fu Yanshen kicked the phone away, and it fell onto the damp floor tiles.
Xu Xun glared angrily and said, "Do you think I'm some kind of legendary healer? No way, you have to go to a proper hospital."
"Hua Tuo? You're just a student, stop trying to make yourself look good." Fu Yanshen sneered at him, "Stop talking nonsense and get to work, unless you don't want your future."
Xu Xun: "..."
Damn it, he's messed with a living devil!
He's ruthless to others, but even more ruthless to himself.
That night, relying on his surgical talent, Xu Xun performed surgery on Fu Yanshen without anesthesia.
He was terrified that Fu Yanshen would develop an abdominal infection after surgery, leading to complications, organ failure, and ultimately, death.
He stayed by his side for a full 24 hours, never leaving his side.
When Fu Yanshen woke up, he saw Xu Xun with red eyes, wiping away tears, and he was disgusted. "You're such a sissy, you're sick."
Xu Xun: "..."
Who's really sick?
As a doctor, I am simply moved by the tenacity of life.
Fu Yanshen is truly tough; he's resilient and has a strong backbone.
Even he, a man, was attracted by his extreme toughness.
After that, Xu Xun would visit him every few days, bringing him medicine and warmth.
Fu Yanshen was annoyed with him, so he deleted the video in front of him and told him to stop bothering him. However, Xu Xun wanted to be friends with him even more.
*
Fighting and killing is not a long-term solution, and his ambitions lie elsewhere.
Fu Yanshen used his first pot of gold to play the stock market, making money from money. This business acumen seemed to be an innate talent in his bones.
At the same time, he risked his life to gain Ye Lao's support.
That year, when Mr. Ye was attending a conference overseas, Fu Yanshen was one of his bodyguards.
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