Brucille smiled and said, “Executive Wang, please tell me what you have to do. Is it your chronic illness, headmaster Wang? I said it was no problem.”
“It’s not me. It’s Old Yang’s illness.”
Hearing Brucille’s words, he said, “Dean Wang should be more clear than me that this is a heart disease. If Mr. Yang can’t get rid of the heart disease, he will kill him sooner or later. Moreover, the strength of his heart pulse is not so strong. I can cure his people, but I can’t cure his heart.”
Wang Li and Chen Yinsheng, who were surprised by Brucille’s maturity, were even more surprised by his professionalism.
Under the personal request of Executive Wang, Brucille finally wrote a prescription. This prescription could relieve the disease and calm the mind, but Wang Lihe, who had been the president for half of his life, was quite surprised to see this prescription.
He asked, “Dr. Yip, where did you get this prescription? Why have I never seen it before?”
“This is my privacy. If I didn’t respect you as the Director, I would not give you this prescription.”
Wang Lihe immediately realized that he had made a slip of the tongue. From ancient times to the present, he had left behind many prescriptions that could cure a serious illness. In particular, the prescriptions from the palace were invaluable.
Brucille held back because he did not know the origin of the prescription.
He said rather awkwardly, “I’m really sorry, Dr. Yip. You’ve passed the final assessment. I’ll wait for you in the Jiang hospital, hoping to see your skills.”
It was already evening when they saw off Wang Lihe. Lao Ma and Yang Mingguang felt like old friends at first sight, while Xu Meiqian had been waiting for Brucille in the corridor.
As soon as Wang Lihe left, she couldn’t wait to rush into the small conference room. It seemed that she was going to catch him cheating.
Brucille opened the door and almost bumped into her again.
“Doctor Xu, what’s up?”
“Yes, do you remember the man who made me drunk last night? I invited him tonight.”
“What’s that?”
There was a big “Yi” on Brucille’s face. He looked at Xu Meiqian incredulously.
This woman had already experienced a life and death situation, but she still refused to accept it.
As a fellow villager whom he had met several times, he reminded her solemnly, “Miss, no matter what you want to do with him, it has nothing to do with me. You can rest assured that I will never go to a bar with you again.”
Then he was about to leave, but Xu Meiqian grabbed him.
“Can you stop pretending to be innocent? I just wanted to take revenge. If you hadn’t helped me last night, I might have been in trouble.”
When it came to what might happen, she blushed.
Brucille continued to ask, “Have you asked him out for a one-on-one fight? Do you know that there were seven or eight people last night? Only after I knocked him down did he let you go.”
“I know, so I have to take revenge. You have to help me.”
“Okay, tell me, are you going to kill him or do you want to beat him into a bad guy?”
Xu Meiqian looked at Brucille with her beautiful eyes blinking. She gnashed her teeth and said, “It’s good to beat him up. At least no more women will be bullied by him.”
Brucille wanted to stretch his muscles and bones, so he went back to his room and took his bag of acupuncture.
Xu Meiqian looked at the long black parcel and asked with some concern, “Are you carrying some lethal weapons? It’s a crime.”
“Don’t worry, this thing not only doesn’t kill people, but also can cure diseases and save people. Let’s go.”
The date this time was in an underground bar. Brucille estimated that the height was at least 15 meters above the ground, which was about 5 meters underground.
It was either an underground bomb shelter or a pub transformed from sewer.
After entering, they saw a large number of beautiful women with revealing navel. Xu Meiqian was dressed in a light and elegant dress, like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world.
But these men in front of her were like greedy devils from hell, staring at Xu Meiqian fiercely.
“Taixian, little sister.”
“Fairy, what are you drinking? My treat.”
…
There were all kinds of weird men coming over to strike up a conversation. Xu Meiqian involuntarily took Brucille’s arm. At this time, only this man could give her enough security.
Brucille habitually checked the safe passage in this place and remembered the way he came.
The man chose to meet Xu Meiqian after being beaten up, which showed that he was ready. Brucille wanted to see how he had been treated by the doctor.
Three meters ahead, there was a man with gauze on his head, successfully attracting Brucille’s attention. There was no doubt that he was the so-called netizen of Xu Meiqian.
When Xu Meiqian saw him, she seemed to be out of her mind and quickly rushed to hit him desperately.
“Ah Hao, you bastard, bastard, you actually did such a thing.”
The next second, Xu Meiqian was firmly controlled by the two brothers around Ah Hao.
“Let go of me, you shameless man. You actually want to take advantage of me.”
“What do you mean that I take advantage of you? We are adults, why pretend to be innocent?”
After controlling Xu Meiqian, Ah Hao looked at Brucille and said, “Brother, I didn’t expect you to be so bold. Knowing that I was going to teach you a lesson, you still dare to come?”
As soon as he finished speaking, at least 10 people formed a circle and surrounded Brucille in the middle with unkind expressions.
One of the men limped and said, “Brother, don’t talk so much nonsense to him. How did he deal with us yesterday? Ten times what we did today.”
“Let’s fight.”
The chief gave the order for his minions to rush forward one after another as if they had been injected with chicken blood. Brucille clenched his fist and punched at the thigh of the man in front of him, only listening to a click.
Then he raised a wooden bench and smashed it on the left side of Hao’s face, which was still intact. Blood splashed on the ground instantly.
Then, like a fierce dragon crossing the river and sweeping thousands of soldiers, Ah Hao and his men fell to the ground, moaning and crying constantly.
The noise in the bar completely drowned out their screams. Ah Hao took out a watermelon knife from somewhere and cut at Brucille’s shoulder blade fiercely.
Brucille kicked a wooden stick toward his lower body.
With a clatter, the watermelon knife fell to the ground. Hao covered his crotch and screamed. Brucille hurried over and said, “Don’t move. It’ll be useless if you move any more. I’ll give you a needle and you should hurry to the hospital.”
Without any explanation, Brucille took out a silver needle that was longer than a chopstick and plunged it into somewhere.
Miraculously enough, after the needles went through, Ah Hao actually could not feel any pain at all.
Brucille patted him on the shoulder and said meaningfully, “Brother, I won’t say anymore. Let’s go to the hospital quickly. If it’s late, I’m afraid there will be no future.”