In the trauma department of St. John's Hospital in Linhai City, Tu Keming, the head of the Golden Rat Club, listened to the doctor Martin explain an MRI picture with a solemn expression.

This image is a picture of Tu Xiaoguang's skeletal tissue.

Half a month ago, Tu Xiaoguang was stabbed in both shoulders by Chen Yue and was sent to the Fourth People's Hospital of Linhai City by the police for treatment.

About three days later, Tu Xiaoguang's father, Tu Ke, saw that Tu Xiaoguang's injuries were temporarily stable, so he transferred him to St. John's Hospital for post-treatment. Because this St. John's Hospital in Linhai City is a branch of St. John's Hospital in China. The medical equipment used in St. John's Hospital in Linhai City is almost all high-end medical equipment transported from the United States, and the doctors are basically well-known doctors from the United States.

This hospital is obviously better than the best hospitals in China in Linhai City in terms of medical equipment and medical technology, and of course its fees are frighteningly high.

But for the real rich people in Huaguo, they did not pay attention to the high fees of Linhai St. John's Hospital. For example, Tu Keming did not hesitate to transfer Tu Xiaoguang here.

As for the other dozens of minions, they were still left in the Fourth People's Hospital and hung alive.

"Mr. Tu, according to the comprehensive judgment of our hospital, the injury of your son-in-law Tu Xiaoguang is very strange and not optimistic. Dr. Martin pointed to the MRI picture and said to Tucoming with a serious face.

Tu Keming looked at the picture and saw that it was black and white like a child's graffiti. How could Tucomin, who knew nothing about Western medicine, understand? However, he understood what Mr. Martin was saying.

His face changed dramatically. Tu Xiaoguang is his only child, how can there be a problem?

"Dr. Martin, didn't you say yesterday that the child's recovery from his injuries is normal, why is it that today he suddenly became not optimistic?" Tucomin said eagerly, grabbing Dr. Martin's arm.

Although Tu Keming does not understand medicine, as a martial artist, he still has some understanding of bruises. He could also see that Tu Xiaoguang's injuries on both shoulders were recovering well. Dr. Martin has now abruptly changed his tune, and Tukomin strongly suspects that the foreigners are trying to blackmail him for his treatment. But out of concern for his only son, he was worried about what Dr. Martin said was true.

In a panic, Tu Keming exerted more strength in his hands.

"Ah......h

As an ordinary person, how can Martin withstand the hard grasp of Tu Keming, a superpowerer in the late Ming Dynasty?

Tu Kemin suddenly heard the screams and immediately understood. He quickly let go of Martin's arm.

Dr. Martin stopped screaming, but gasped for several breaths before he began to examine his left arm.

During this examination, Martin found that his left arm was in terrible pain at the slightest movement, and the area that Tucomin grabbed was full of bruises and swollen.

"Damn! you Eastern barbarian! I'm going to sue you, I'm going to sue you for ruining your family!" Martin howled again.

At this time, the office door was pushed open. St. John's security guards had already heard the noise. Among these security guards, three are tall and crooked nuts, and three are Chinese with fierce expressions.

The security guards looked at Martin's left arm, which was swollen like an elephant's leg, and then at a picture of Tucoming, who looked bewildered, and couldn't help but be puzzled. What are these two doing?

"Damn, why don't you arrest this guy who hurt me for no reason and call the police to arrest him?" Martin shouted angrily as he pointed his right hand at Tucoming.

As soon as the security guards moved, they had to step forward to control Tu Keming.

Tucomin had already reacted at this time.

The few bodyguards in front of him are just ordinary bodyguards, and he can knock them all over with just one finger. However, he did not dare. He knows that St. John's Hospital is also a super-large force in the United States, and it can be eaten in both black and white in the United States. If he dares to be presumptuous here, people will definitely have the ability to make him disappear silently. And the backers above him will definitely not go against the people of the United States because of him, and the Huaguo Zhengfu will naturally not seek justice for a social scum like him.

Seeing that several security guards were approaching, Tu Keming hurriedly raised his hands with a smile on his face.

"Don't be impulsive, everybody. Misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding! Dr. Martin, please calm down a little. I'm sorry I hurt you inadvertently. I can compensate, I can compensate!" Tukomin shouted.

"Hmph, compensation, can more compensation be worth the pain I endured?" Martin's expression moved, and his tone narrowed slightly.

When the security guards saw that the two parties had entered the negotiation process, they stopped. Although they didn't know Tu Kemin, they also knew that the Chinese who could come to St. John's Hospital for medical treatment were either rich or expensive, and it was best not to offend them. As the saying goes, 'harmony makes money'. St. John's Hospital is a legitimate business organization, and it is not an underworld force that does not have to compete for will.

"Dr. Martin, I'm really sincere. Tu Kemin said very sincerely.

"Huh, sincerity, let me see how much sincerity you have?" Martin said with a cold snort.

"500,000 meters, how about it?" Tu Kemin began to offer.

"500,000 meters? Damn, my left hand is probably going to be crippled, but you only pay 500,000 meters? Mr. Tukemin, I will also pay 500,000 meters, how about buying you a crippled arm?" Martin's eyes rolled, and he immediately expressed his objection.

Tucomin sighed inwardly. He knew that he would have to make a little blood today to solve the problem. He knew his own strength, and although the injury caused to Martin by grabbing it just now looked terrifying, it definitely didn't hurt the other party's bones. Because he didn't have the intention of hurting people at that time, he didn't have the ability to activate.

However, who made him cheap, just to give the other party such a terrifying-looking injury?

"Dr. Martin, tell me how much compensation you want. Tucomin whispered.

"Damn, you still say you're sincere? Is that your sincerity? You're going to let me make my own offer, and then you can sue me for blackmail? I'm telling you, Mr. Tucomin, you're completely wrong. Do you know that in our country......" Martin immediately began to salivate.

"Stop, stop, Mr. Martin, 10,000 meters!" Tu Kemin raised his hand, stopped Martin from speaking, and offered a high compensation.

For Martin's 'impromptu speech', Tu Keming listened to it with a lot of headaches, and was worried that his son's injury was 'not optimistic', so he simply offered a super high price and wanted to get it all at once.

As it turned out, his new offer was indeed on the mark.

"Mr. Tukemin, this is the compensation price you set yourself, and I didn't force you. Martin stopped his 'speech' and stretched out his hand to Tucomin.

Tuco secretly screamed 'bad luck', took out the checkbook, opened a Citi check that was cashed at sight, and handed it to Dr. Martin.

Dr. Martin examined it and slipped the check into his pocket with a smile.

"Mr. Tukomin, this matter is over. Now, let's move on to your son's injuries. Dr. Martin picked up Tu Xiaoguang's MRI picture with his right hand and said very professionally.

Tu Keming immediately let go of his regret for the loss of 2 million meters and concentrated his spirits.