The rescue lasted for 28 hours, and both Ling Hao and Tian Yong were able to save their lives from the Lord of Hell. Especially for Tian Yong, the first surgery lasted for 6 hours, and he still had three plastic surgeries to go. The stitches on his back were criss-crossed, which made Xueting shed tears. The shock laceration on the liver was also sutured. Although there was a lot of internal bleeding, luckily Jiang Mingyu controlled it well and there was no tissue necrosis or infection.
Ling Hao had a plaster on his left calf, and a large piece of flesh was cut off from his right thigh. A hole as big as a tea cup was dug out, and a whole basin of sterilized gauze was stuffed into it when changing the dressing. It was eye-catching to see. Jump. I don’t know how much poisonous blood was squeezed out. The hospital transferred several anti-venom serums from Australia. After repeated discussions, the experts finally tried the same on Ling Hao. If you don’t use it, you will definitely die. If you use it wrongly, your life will be in danger. , the chance of success was only 30%. In the end, Xueting signed the "Consent Form". Ling Hao was lucky. He won the 30% chance of gambling. The poison was gone, and his legs were as thick as his waist. The swelling gradually subsided, and the nurses were shocked. The urine that was inserted into the urine bag through the catheter was like ink. Some nurses even took photos and showed them to others as if they were a spectacle.
It has to be said that poverty limits people's imagination. The medical treatment and environment provided by this hospital to Ling Hao and others completely refreshed their understanding of VIP wards, and they deeply realized what it means to be in VIP. The attending doctors who come for ward rounds every day are all experts at the doctoral supervisor level, and there is not just one, but a group of three experts. The six exclusive nurses are all neat, beautiful and can even speak Chinese. Ling Hao and the others can't get out of bed, but they even take care of the scrubbing, cleaning of excrement and other pickling tasks done by the nurses, and also feed and peel. They can make fruits and anything else. Even if you want to listen to a bedtime story, they can provide it. Going back and forth for various examinations, they never queued up. The comfortable single ward not only has a TV, a computer, but also a refrigerator and a luxurious bathroom, a jacuzzi and an electric toilet. It is definitely 6 stars. treatment. There is a large open balcony outside the window, directly facing the magnificent South Atlantic Ocean. Shi Si came to visit once and didn't want to leave. He shamelessly wanted to sleep on the sofa in Ling Hao's ward. It was called so. Ling Hao couldn't use the good bathtub, it was such a waste.
Two days later, Tian Yong was still unable to move, but Ling Hao was able to sit in a wheelchair and walk around downstairs. Ling Hao and the others lived in a villa ward. Downstairs was an exclusive large garden with direct access to the beach. The beautiful little nurse recommended Ling Hao was chatting softly with him in a wheelchair behind him, which made Ling Hao feel that it was not too bad to be so seriously injured this time.
Annie comes basically every day and stays for a long time. As long as she is there, she will try her best to prevent all the little nurses from getting close to Ling Hao. She rushes to do things like feeding and shaving. If Ling Hao doesn't insist, she won't Agreed, I'm afraid she will have to use special services such as body scrubbing.
Days passed day by day, and it was a month in the blink of an eye. Ling Hao and Tian Yong's injuries were also recovering rapidly. Tian Yong was in good health and could already walk around the yard, but to be honest, his back was covered with scars. , no matter how you look at it, you will be reminded of the shell of a turtle. This has been ridiculed countless times, and the nickname has been changed to "Turtle Immortal".
Ling Hao is still sitting in a wheelchair. The hole in his thigh is nothing, but he has been injured for 100 days. Although it is just a fracture, it is still too early to get off the ground. It must be boring to stay in the room all the time, so the two met to hang out in the garden and the beach. Gradually, they discovered that they were not the only ones living in the ward of this villa. There was also a middle-aged Latino man who was also hospitalized here. We met twice in the garden. Everyone nodded and smiled politely, and there was no conversation. There was always a bodyguard in a black suit beside the man. Who are Ling Hao and Tian Yong? Even though the place was filled with the smell of disinfectant. Even though they were in the children's hospital, they could still smell the gunpowder smoke and gun oil smell from the bodyguard immediately. It was not the fresh smell on the clothes just after coming out of the shooting range, but the long-term contamination that had penetrated into the skin and body and could not be washed away. breath. Judging from the sharp and ferocious aura faintly exuding from that person, this was either a veteran who killed many people on the battlefield, or a top killer who traveled through the dark night. So who can let such a person be his bodyguard? Ling Hao became very interested in this middle-aged Latino man.
On this day, Ling Hao was lying on a lounge chair by the swimming pool and basking in the sun. Tian Yong had just undergone his second back plastic surgery in the past two days and was lying on the hospital bed unable to get out. Ling Hao seemed a little bored alone and kept chatting with the nurse. It's not a good thing. If something sparks up in the conversation, how will I explain it to Zhuxin?
Just then, I saw the Latino man appear again. He had his legs curled up like a crab, and his hands and feet moved along the side as he walked, as if a simple movement like taking a step would cause him great pain. . Of course, the bodyguard was still following him closely, wearing a pair of sunglasses, expressionless and arrogant.
Ling Hao stood up, waved to the Latino man, and asked with a smile in English: "Patients, we have been hospitalized together for a month. We see each other often, but we haven't had a chance to chat yet. Do you mind chatting?"
The man looked at Ling Hao, smiled slightly, then moved over in a blink of an eye, and came to a reclining chair next to Ling Hao. The bodyguard flattened the reclining chair with a hint of eye, spread a bath towel on it, and the Latino man lay down on it with a groan, obviously the wound was very painful.
"I saw you were in good condition two days ago, why are you like this today?" Ling Hao asked with a smile.
"I just finished the surgery. It's all because of my bad eating habits and my taste for spicy food. It's satisfying on the lips, but it's hard on the bottom. In addition, I also have some bad cardiovascular conditions. It took me a month to adjust my physical condition. Before that, Genius operates the surgery. I can't sit still and am tired of staying in the ward. Today I can finally get out of bed and come out to breathe some fresh air." This man spoke fluent English, but from what he heard he knew he was not from the upper class. The wording is rather vulgar, but he has a forthright character, and he is very familiar with Ling Hao.
Ling Hao smiled heartily and said: "I understand, nine out of ten people have hemorrhoids. It's not a major surgery, and recovery is quick."
The man chuckled and said: "I have a more serious case, mixed hemorrhoids and anal fistula. Basically, the lower part is a reconstruction. It's terrible. Do you want to take a look?"
Ling Hao smiled awkwardly and shook his head like a rattle. He couldn't imagine this scene. For the sake of his appetite for the next month, he wouldn't even look at it.
The Latino man laughed heartily and said, "I'm kidding you, my name is Salas, what do you call me?"
"Ling Hao."
"Oh? Are you Chinese?"
"yes."
"I am a Colombian and travel all over Latin America for business. Is Mr. Ling also here to do business?"
"Oh no, I am a diving enthusiast. This time I was diving in an atoll in the South Pacific with my friends and was attacked by something in the sea. Because my friend's family has business in Buenos Aires, so I Come here for treatment.”
"Really? What kind of animal is it, a shark?" Salas asked curiously, looking very interested.
"No, I didn't see it very clearly. If I had to say what this thing is, I feel it is more like a one-meter-long scorpion. Anyway, I have never seen such a creature."
"Scorpion? OMG! But anything may exist in this vast sea. Maybe this is a creature that has never been discovered before."
"Yeah, I got stung on my leg and it swelled up to the size of my waist. My friend was even more unlucky. The oxygen tank behind him was exploded by that guy. His back was a mess. It was definitely worse than yours down there. ." Ling Hao joked with a smile.
The two chatted very happily. Salas even asked Ling Hao for a drink. The latter advised him to spare his "back door". Then the guy said that he would take Ling Hao to find a girl, and joked that although Ling Hao Both legs were injured, but the third leg was fine. The two of them laughed and scolded each other as if they were old friends for many years, and then went back to the ward.
Sitting on the hospital bed, Ling Hao's eyes became cold and stern. Shi Si, who was playing games on the sofa, asked, "Who is the man chatting with you downstairs? Do you know him?"
Ling Hao said calmly: "No, I just met him today. His name is Salas and he is a businessman."
"Businessman? What do you sell?"
Ling Hao didn't answer, but his eyes became even colder. He remembered that when this guy lay down, his entire arm was exposed from the large hospital gown. The clown fish tattoo on his upper arm was very... It's bright, because clownfish are too cute, and basically no man would want to have this pattern tattooed on his body. However, Ling Hao clearly remembered that in the Octopus organization information that Zhuxin showed him, the logo pattern of the third "Clown Fish" was exactly the same as Salas' tattoo.
In the Octopus organization, although the second oldest "Cone Cone" and the third oldest "Clown Fish" are both big drug lords, the "Clown Fish" style is much more high-profile than the "Cone Cone". This guy is very popular in Latin America. He has deep personal connections and no one can control him, so he is lawless and commits all kinds of evil. He even dared to arrogantly use the clownfish pattern on the packaging of his goods like a trademark. There was once a prosecutor from a South American country The official wanted to convict him, but he was hanged from a lamppost by his men. He was extremely cruel and cruel. In this land, he can be above the law, use his wealth to corrupt officials, and even interfere in the country's political situation. No one can bring him to justice.
"Get well soon, and send another demon to hell before we go back. This trip will be perfect." Ling Hao thought silently in his heart, and a bold plan was already taking shape in his mind.
