When Yu Xiangxiang and Zhou Mei came down from the rooftop, the two of them looked at the dinner scene strangely.

What's going on?

"Hurry up and call the police......" shouted the hotel staff.

"What's going on?"

Yu Xiangxiang looked around, there were many fewer doctors, and some doctors came out of the corner in embarrassment.

"I don't know!"

Zhou Mei was also puzzled.

About a dozen doctors were taken to a villa, and the luxurious villa showed the extraordinary identity and status of the owner.

Yan Zihuang glanced at the silent Jiang La, and his heart was slightly settled.

After all, the strength of ginger and spicy is there.

A man in a suit walked up to the doctors.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry to invite you here so late......" he said politely.

"Who are you? What are we here to do? ”

Yan Zihuang asked.

The man in the suit looked at Yan Zihuang.

"Introduce yourself, I am the housekeeper here, as for who the owner of this place is, you will know in a moment!" He said.

More than a dozen doctors looked at each other, and the purpose of the other party was completely unclear.

What the hell is this for?

A middle-aged man walked out, he was wearing pajamas and his eyes were a little sharp.

Seeing him, the faces of several doctors suddenly changed drastically.

"Is there only that?" The middle-aged man glanced at the man in the suit.

"That's all I brought back!" The man in the suit replied.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly.

"I asked you to come here for one purpose, and that is to save my son! If only any of you could save my son...... I'll give 10 million to whomever I want! He looked at the dozen doctors in front of him.

All the doctors were shocked, and forcibly kidnapped them at night, the purpose was to save people?

"Take them there!"

The middle-aged man waved his hand.

A group of doctors were taken into a room, and a foul stench came out, all frowning slightly.

Fortunately, they are all doctors, and they have long been accustomed to such smells.

"This is our boss's son, and somehow he got a strange disease...... Several doctors are in trouble! The man in the suit finished speaking and left.

Outside there was the sound of the door being locked.

A few doctors, you look at me, I'll look at you.

"Oh no, that guy outside is Zhou Shan's tyrant!" A doctor said nervously.

"What?" Yan Zihuang asked.

"It's Zhou Shan's strongest ruffian hooligan......," the doctor added.

Yan Zihuang was also taken aback.

This means that if the young man in bed is not cured, it will be difficult for them to leave.

Jiang La didn't realize it, if such a place could stop him, he would have been in vain for eight years.

More than a dozen doctors gathered around the bed, and one of them reached out and lifted the quilt on the young man on the bed, and a terrifying scene appeared in front of everyone.

This person's body, especially his back, was covered with rotten sores, and he looked unusually terrifying.

And this young man was moved by everyone, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Help me......" he groaned in pain.

"Such a big scar?"

A dermatologist looked at it carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more his brows furrowed, the sores had nothing to do with the skin, it was rotten from the inside of the body.

"I'm a neurologist...... I can't see this! "Someone immediately dissociated.

"I'm an orthopedic! I can't do that either......"

"I'm an anesthetic ......"

"I am ......"

As a result, seven or eight doctors hid aside under the pretext that their specialties were not right.

Yan Zihuang glanced at them.

"If you think you'll be able to leave this way, I guess you're thinking too much......" he snorted.

The rest of the doctors are still watching carefully.

"It's vaguely rotten out of the body!" A doctor said suspiciously.

"That's right!"

Yan Zihuang nodded.

"There's nothing here, how do we do that?" A female doctor asked helplessly.

"Ladies and gentlemen! In the box on your right-hand side, there are the tools you need! ”

A voice came from inside the loudspeaker.

Everyone was startled, Jiang Ra raised his eyes and looked, there were two monitoring probes in the corner.

Jiang La opened the cabinet in the corner, and some medical utensils were really available in it.

"There are even narcotic drugs!"

Someone said in surprise.

"Hey! Don't stand stupidly, come and help......" Yan Zihuang shouted.

The doctors who were hiding on the side could only come over to help.

More than a dozen people gathered around a bed.

There is no updated testing equipment, and we can only rely on the naked eye and experience.

Outside the room, the middle-aged man looked at the computer in front of him.

"Boss, these people are the elite of the medical community, they should be able to save the young master!" The man in the suit whispered.

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes.

"It's best if you can save it, if you can't save it...... None of them want to leave! He snorted.

The man in the suit nodded.

"Boss, we're making a bit of a fuss this time, patrolling ......over there," he asked.

"You deal with it!"

The eyes of a middle-aged man look at a computer screen.

The man in the suit walked away quickly.

"Help me...... It's so painful, let me die! ”

The young man in bed struggled.

"No! It's dangerous to move the knife like this...... You have to be anesthetized first! Yan Zihuang frowned and said.

After discussion, they planned to take a look at it first.

Where the hell is rotten!

Anyway, it doesn't matter how many cuts are made on this huge sore now.

The anesthesiologist came in handy, but after using a large amount of anesthetic, the young man seemed to have a high level of drug resistance and was still struggling.

"It's useless! What's going on? ”

The anesthesiologist looked at the narcotic drug in his hand, and it hadn't expired!

Jiang Lao moved, and he hit the young man in the neck with a blow of the hand knife, and he fainted!

"Do it now!"

Yan Zihuang said.

Several surgeons glanced at each other, and one of them made a gentle scratch on the rotten sore.

The foul-smelling black blood flowed down, and nothing was visible inside the rotten sores.

"How can such a person still be alive? I was really surprised! ”

The doctor who went under the knife said incredulously.

Yan Zihuang looked at it and nodded.

According to estimates, such a deep rotten sore has definitely rotted to the inside of the chest, and the heart and lungs must have been affected!

The sores were quickly cleaned up, after all, they were all experienced medical elites, and such a little thing was not difficult for them.

But no one dared to go under the knife! Because the ventricles have been seen!

"Hey! People outside ......" Yan Yan Zihuang suddenly shouted.

"Say!"

A voice came out.

"We have to go to the hospital, there is no equipment here...... It is not possible to replace drugs and body fluids in large doses, and it is no longer possible to go under the knife! Yan Zihuang said loudly.

"What the hell happened to my son?" The voice asked.

"There's no way to know for sure yet, we can only save his life first!" Yan Zihuang replied.

There was no sound for a while.

"Good!"

The response has finally arrived.

Soon the bedroom door opened, and more than a dozen doctors walked out, and several men in black also walked out carrying the young men inside.

"Take them to the East Side!" The middle-aged man said.

The subordinate nodded.

Yan Zihuang was surprised to find that this guy was really powerful, and he actually took them to a hospital.

However, this is a private hospital, and the equipment inside is incomparable to that of a large hospital.

But the good thing is that there are all the instruments that should be there.

"Immediate surgery!"

Yan Zihuang said.

The operating room is crowded with people, and whoever needs a hand will go on!

It was dawn, and the operation was still nervous in the operating room.

It wasn't until noon that the huge rotten sores were cleaned up.

The young man was wheeled out of the operating room, but thankfully, he was still alive.

Jiang La had been watching from the side, he vaguely saw something, but he didn't say anything.

The middle-aged man came, and there were more than a dozen people standing behind him, looking at all the doctors with fierce eyes.

"I'm sorry, although the person's life is not in danger for the time being, the chance of him continuing to live is almost zero!" Yan Zihuang took the initiative to stand up and come out.

The middle-aged man's gaze looked at Yan Zihuang deadly.

"That's the answer you gave me? If my son can't live...... Then you all have to bury him! He snorted.

Yan Zihuang's face changed.

They worked hard for more than ten hours, and finally got such an answer, which is undoubtedly extremely infuriating.

"Your son should have died a long time ago, he didn't get sick at all!"

A doctor said angrily.

"What?" The middle-aged man looked at him.

"There is hardly any abnormality inside your son's body, but the ulceration starts in his heart! We cleaned all the sores, but his heart was also completely ulcerated and could not be cleaned up, so we had to replace it with a temporary heart! We have never seen such a disease! Because it's not a disease at all! The doctor was startled by the middle-aged man's eyes, and he hurriedly explained.

The middle-aged man withdrew his gaze, and he groaned slightly.

Ginger Spicy stepped forward.

"What did your son do? What did he do before he got sick? He asked.

The middle-aged man looked at the ginger spicy.

"Little Liu! You and my son are the closest, you say! He snorted.

A young man stepped forward, as if hesitating.

"Young master is nothing, every day is just a bubble girl, drinking and ......drinking," he replied.

Jiang La looked at him.

"You're lying! Have you gone to dig up graves and sell corpses? He asked.

The young man on the other side had a big change in complexion.

"Nonsense, I'm not short of money...... How could my son go back and do something like this? The middle-aged man scolded.

Jiang La looked at the young man's face, and he knew it in his heart.

"Does your boss's son like to do something with the dead? It's a rare fetish......" he said lightly.

The young man was shaken and did not dare to say a word.

The middle-aged man glanced at it, and he was not blind.

"Say!" He burst into a shout.

"Boss, the young master does have this ......," the little brother hurriedly replied.

The middle-aged man's face was completely gloomy, and he was silent.

His own son is actually a pervert, which makes him have nothing to say!

A dozen doctors breathed a sigh of relief, now that they had a conclusion, they should be able to leave.

The middle-aged man turned around and looked like he was leaving.

"When the young master dies, bury these guys with the young master......" he said lightly.

With that, he left.

The faces of a group of doctors changed drastically, is this guy crazy? To bury them alive?