Mo Zhexuan rode his tricycle at lightning speed, feeling the sea breeze, and just wanted to go home and have a good rest.
I am really exhausted today. I have to prepare such a large amount of inventory by myself. My hands are so busy that they are getting calluses.
The night was quiet at one o'clock in the morning. I could even see a few fishermen holding flashlights and going out to sea to fish, traveling in groups of three or five.
But this is life. Behind every adult there are many hardships, and they all have to face the burden of the family and move forward.
The accident happened just as the tricycle left the flat and neat green tunnel and entered a small alley at the corner.
I vaguely saw a middle-aged man with bruises all over his body carrying a child on his back. He was fighting with the people behind him with a wooden stick while running forward quickly.
"Mainland chicken! You're such a fool! If you keep running, I'll make you and the kids behind you sink into the sea today, you son of a bitch." The leader at the back holding a machete said angrily.
But just as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man hit him hard on the head with a wooden stick. He immediately saw stars and blood flowed out.
"Ah...! Brothers! Kill him for me! Whoever can take him down will be rewarded with 10,000 Hong Kong dollars..."
The leader who fell to the ground covered his injured forehead and wailed immediately, calling on the brothers behind him to rush forward.
"Kill! I don't believe you still have the strength."
"Yes! Let's go together."
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The middle-aged man's body was covered with scars, and even the child he was carrying on his back was injured.
Mo Zhexuan had already turned the car around and was ready to quickly drive away from this dangerous place.
After all, scenes where people see injustice and help others with their swords only appear in novels.
Most of the time, everyone just cleans the snow in front of their own door and doesn't worry about the frost on other people's roofs.
But after seeing the child who looked no more than ten years old, he couldn't bear it for a moment.
"Brother! Get in the car quickly, I'll take you to the hospital."
There was a hint of surprise on the middle-aged man's resolute face when he heard this, followed by joy.
After using all his strength to knock down the pursuers behind him, he jumped onto the tricycle with the child in his arms.
Mo Zhexuan immediately exerted all his strength and rode away on the tricycle at a high speed, leaving behind a group of strong men armed with sharp weapons, lying in disarray in the wind.
"Kid! I advise you to put him down quickly. We are from Shengyi Hall under Shenghe. We will chase you to the ends of the earth."
The leading strong man was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He injured so many of his people, but the man actually ran away.
What will the workers at the docks think when we get back? If everyone resists, how can we get a commission then?
So he immediately rewarded the gang members behind him:
"Brothers! If anyone of you can catch up with them, I will not only reward him with 20,000 Hong Kong dollars, but also make him the white paper fan at Pier 3 of Hung Hom Village."
As soon as these words were spoken, all the younger brothers behind him were revived as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and quickly chased after Mo Zhexuan and others who were riding tricycles.
This made Mo Zhexuan miserable. He was already exhausted today, and now he encountered this situation. He was really asking for trouble while sitting at home.
At this point, he could only drive his tricycle at full speed, turning left and right and running around everywhere, and finally he got rid of the pursuers at the entrance of a hidden alley.
"I will be a good person today and see the Buddha to the west."
Mo Zhexuan looked at the children behind the middle-aged man whose faces were covered with red rashes, so he decided to send them to the hospital.
"Thank you, benefactor! I, Wang Yalin, will repay your kindness even if I have to work like a slave. However, my son has pneumonia and needs surgery. I'm afraid he won't make it."
The middle-aged man, who was about 1.8 meters tall, immediately knelt down with a look of pain on his face.
If it wasn't for his son's medical treatment, he wouldn't have argued with the foreman over a small amount of wages and ended up being hunted down.
Mo Zhexuan was slightly stunned when he heard the other party's accent.
This accent is not Cantonese, but sounds like a Chinese dialect, which means that this guy came here illegally.
Then he drove the tricycle towards the famous public Kowloon Hospital nearby while asking the other party about his condition.
From the middle-aged man's mouth, we learned that his name was Wang Yalin and he was from Yanzhao, China.
He is also a veteran who has been to the battlefield. No wonder he is so skilled and can fight a group of people alone.
He had just been discharged from the self-defense counterattack against Annan a few years ago. The reason he came to Hong Kong was because his child was infected with pneumonia.
I heard that the medical conditions here are well developed, so I chose to smuggle my child here from Pengcheng to treat his illness, but I didn't expect the medical expenses to be so astronomical.
Moreover, he had no relatives or friends here, so he could only choose to work as a laborer at the dock near Hung Hom Village to pay for his child's medical treatment.
The reason why he was hunted down by Shengyitang this time.
It was because I was bullied by the foreman at the dock because I was a mainlander.
Not only did they not pay him his wages, but they also turned against him. He was so angry that he naturally rose up in resistance and killed the other party and the manager.
As soon as he arrived at Kowloon Hospital, Wang Yalin rushed to the nurse on duty with his son in his arms and begged:
"Nurse! Please save my son, he has been in a coma today..."
The dialect from the Yanzhao region instantly confused the nurse. After taking the child, she quickly dialed the front desk's dedicated phone number.
After a while, a doctor in a white coat and several nurses came over quickly. After a simple examination of the child with the instrument, they said solemnly:
"The patient's pneumonia is already very serious and surgery needs to be arranged immediately. If it is delayed any further, a lung transplant will be necessary, which is basically a death sentence for such a young child."
"Doctor! You must save him."
Wang Yalin immediately grabbed the hand of the doctor in the white coat and refused to let go. Although he had only been in Hong Kong for a few days, he still understood the word "death penalty".
"Please pay the surgery fee immediately! I will arrange the surgery right away."
"I'll pay the hospital bills, don't worry too much."
Mo Zhexuan had naturally learned Mandarin in his previous life. He gently patted Wang Yalin on the shoulder to comfort him, and then quickly went to the hospital's payment counter to pay the bill.
After everything was done, the two waited outside the operating room while the nurse treated Wang Yalin's skin injuries.
Just when Mo Zhexuan was about to fall asleep in his chair.
The door of the operating room finally opened, and before the doctor in a white coat and a mask could react, his hand was grabbed again.
"Doctor! How is my son's condition?" Wang Yalin hurriedly asked.
"Everything went well. We have now performed bronchoscopic alveolar lavage on the patient, which was very successful. After a period of hospitalization and observation, the patient's condition should be effectively controlled."
The doctor in the white coat knew that Wang Yalin didn't understand what he said, so he quickly spoke to Mo Zhexuan beside him.
"Lao Wang! The child's surgery went smoothly. Quickly let go of the doctor's hand."
"Doctor! Excuse me."
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