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"Dr. Wang, this time, the entire Big Knife Gang may be completely finished, really finished."

Nurse Sun looked at the few remaining members of the Big Knife Gang outside, her face filled with sorrow. She never expected things to turn out this way.

"Yeah, we're really done for this time. Who knows what's wrong with these people? Logically speaking, if they came looking for trouble, they shouldn't have started fighting amongst themselves!"

Looking at his gang members, although he said those words, these gang members who fought to the end seemed to be in a bloodthirsty frenzy. Even with the police around, they didn't care about anything else and continued to fight.

Seeing that only one gang member remained and the ground was littered with corpses, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, I can be the gang leader now, I am the gang leader, cough cough cough!"

First he laughed loudly, then coughed, and slowly collapsed, the madness in his eyes gradually fading.

"boom!"

As he fell, his blood mingled with the surrounding blood and the corpses.

"died?"

"do not know!"

"He's probably pretty much dead by now. He's lost so much blood, it would be a miracle if he wasn't. I really don't know if the Big Knife Gang has something wrong with their brains. Sigh!"

"Who knows what happened? It seems this matter is over. Anyway, it has nothing to do with us, right?"

"Sigh, it has nothing to do with us, but the person behind it will definitely be furious, since the Big Knife Gang has caused trouble again this time."

"Yes!"

The two men stood there making comments, but the police officers at the door were shocked and then started making phone calls to call for backup.

After all, so many people have died here; the police should at least come and collect the bodies.

However, the police acted quite quickly. Not long after the call was made, two or three truckloads of police officers were seen rushing off the trucks.

Moreover, each person was armed with a rifle and was rushing towards this direction.

When they saw the scene, everyone was stunned.

"Aren't these the Big Knife Gang members? How come they're all dead, and here at that? Did they have another internal conflict?"

"Yes, I don't know which group killed the gang leader directly, and then rushed up to take revenge on each other, or wanted to become the gang leader. In the end, they all died, and their deaths were quite strange."

"How could this be?"

"The devil knows!"

"Any other discoveries?"

Soon, the police chief arrived, as did the special service, and even the Japanese military police and the Doi-man organization.

Seeing the corpses scattered all over the ground, not a single living person, everyone was in a daze.

The police officers who witnessed the whole thing were taken over and questioned one by one.

After learning the whole story from the police, they looked at each other in disbelief. They never imagined that the power struggle had led to infighting and the destruction of the entire Big Knife Gang.

"Damn it, those Big Knife Gang members deserve to die. Shanghai needs stability, stability, don't they know that? Now look what's happened, what kind of mess is this?"

“Drag everyone out of the city and throw them into the mass grave. They’re useless, a bunch of good-for-nothings who’re more likely to ruin things than accomplish anything.”

Ozawa looked at the corpses and cursed loudly, clearly not expecting this outcome.

If they were killed by someone else, that would be easier to say, at least they could save face. But if they were killed in an internal conflict, how could they possibly accept that?

"Police station, all of you stay here to clean up the mess, the rest of you go back!"

"yes!" ……

After watching the whole thing, Zhang Tianhao sat down and slowly sipped his tea. Since the patient couldn't come in, his place was now free.

No patients came for a while, so he didn't need to see any more patients.

"Nurse Sun, what kind of bureau chief is that Director Hou from Dr. Hou's family?"

"He was the deputy director of the finance bureau. He always acted like that, and nobody dared to offend him. Now that he's dead, everyone can breathe a sigh of relief."

She spoke in a low voice, glancing around as if afraid someone would overhear her.

"You don't know, this Dr. Hou in our hospital has done all sorts of bad things. Many young girls have suffered because of him, but there's nothing we can do about it."

"This is reality!"

He also sighed, somewhat helplessly.

"Dr. Wang, Dr. Wang, are you there?"

"I'm here. Is there something you need from me?"

At this moment, a nurse walked in, smiled and nodded at Nurse Sun, and then said to Zhang Tianhao, "Dr. Wang, Mr. Charles has woken up and said he wants to see you, but do you have time?"

"I'm very free now, so I can go see Charles right now."

"Alright, please follow me!"

Zhang Tianhao nodded to Nurse Sun, and then followed the new nurse upstairs.

Soon, the two arrived at the intensive care unit and saw John sitting there, chatting casually with Charles.

"Hello, dear Wang!"

At this moment, John also came to his senses and looked at Zhang Tianhao in front of him with eyes full of joy. After all, Zhang Tianhao had really completed a heart reconstruction surgery, and it was a major surgery.

“My dear King, you are the most skilled doctor I have ever met. Without you, Charles might not have survived more than half a month. Thank goodness for you.”

"Dean, you're too kind!"

He didn't say much, just responded, and then looked at Charles with a questioning look in his eyes.

"King, hello, I'm Charles, let's get to know each other again."

"Hello there!"

Zhang Tianhao also reached out and gently shook hands with him before withdrawing his hand.

“My dear King, Charles’s condition has stabilized now. He wants to thank you, but he doesn’t know how to express his gratitude. What do you want? A house, money, or anything else? I will try my best to satisfy you. What do you think?”

Charles looked at Zhang Tianhao, his smile widening. Although he was still somewhat pale, his expression was much more sincere than before the surgery.

“Mr. Charles, I’m not particularly interested in money or houses. I’ve heard that you’ve collected quite a few antiques from our country, and I’d like to pick out a few. What do you think?”

"Antiques, you mean things like vases and paintings?"

“Yes, I like these. Of course, if Mr. Charles is willing to sell, I can buy them. Money is not a problem.”

"You're too kind. If Dr. Wang likes it, I'll arrange for someone to send it over. You can choose three items; pick whatever you like. What do you think?"

"it is good!"

Hearing Zhang Tianhao agree, Charles was even more satisfied, since these things were worthless now, and he had no use for them anyway.

It's better to give it away as a gift; at least it'll be a favor, right? (End of Chapter)