Arrogance and domineering, starting in the 1990s

The car drove very fast, and they arrived at the People's Hospital in no time. Wu Shu threw down one hundred yuan...

He picked Yang Suzhen up from the back seat and ran towards the hospital.

When the hospital nurses saw Wu Shu, who had a fierce look on his face and was holding a woman in his arms, they immediately pushed a cart over.

"What's wrong with the patient?!"

"Quick! Get him to the emergency room!" the nurse shouted immediately after asking quickly, without waiting for Wu Shu's reply.

"..."

"Damn it, doctor, be gentle! Can't you use some kind of anesthesia?!"

"Are you a pig butcher?"

"Ah ...

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a fierce demeanor, covered in dragon and tiger tattoos, appeared in the emergency room.

He was cursing and swearing, even though the knife wound on his hand was only a few centimeters long.

But since he had drunk some in the morning, the doctor was hesitant to administer anesthesia.

So, when they're in excruciating pain, they resort to cursing and swearing to relieve the pain.

After Wu Shu and the nurse pushed the cart into the emergency room, they discovered that the other person had only been stitched up halfway.

When the doctor discovered a more critical patient, he immediately stood up, wanting to see that patient first.

But the tattooed man grabbed the doctor.

He said fiercely, "Finish sewing it first!"

The doctor tried to shake off the tattooed man's hand, but couldn't. The man continued to threaten, "I was here first! If you don't stitch it up properly, I'll kill your whole family!"

The doctor hesitated at this point. He had medical ethics, but the other party was clearly a criminal.

He's still one of those low-level scoundrels, getting involved in the smallest, most trivial matters.

That way, you can fight to the death with the other side.

We can see them for eight out of twelve months of the year.

Even reporting it to the police won't help; at most, they'll just lock you up for ten days or half a month.

They'll only get worse after they get out, so he really doesn't dare to mess with these people.

The doctor bowed slightly to Wu Shu with an apologetic look in his eyes.

They were preparing to quickly finish stitching up the tattooed man so they could save the patient.

Seeing that the doctor was intimidated, the tattooed man also revealed a smug smile.

What are we after when we're out here? It's all about showing off! That's enough!

I don't like you, so I can hurt you!

If I don't like the look of you, I can beat you up!

"What the hell are you looking at?!"

"Come out and fight me one-on-one!!"

The tattooed man noticed Wu Shu staring intently at him, his face filled with hostility.

He immediately became displeased and said with an extremely arrogant expression.

Wu Shu burst out laughing, a laugh that was both bloody and cruel.

He grabbed the tattooed man by the neck and lifted him up with a slight force!

A man weighing 170 or 180 pounds was lifted up by him with one hand and walked out.

As he walked, he shrugged and smiled at the doctor, saying, "This is what he requested."

Seeing the astonishing strength of the other person, the doctor knew that this person was the one who was even more formidable...

They immediately nodded vigorously, like chicks pecking at rice!

The nurse pushed a cart over and bumped into the doctor, signaling him to stop looking at the doctor and check on the patient first.

The tattooed man was lifted two or three centimeters off the ground, and he couldn't even breathe.

His face flushed red, and all he could do was keep slapping Wu Shu's arm!

As the feeling of suffocation intensified, his legs began to kick wildly.

Wu Shu glanced at the hospital layout and noticed that there was a garden outside the emergency room.

He threw the person out the window and then used one hand to brace himself over the windowsill.

After landing, he looked at the other person with a sinister grin.

The tattooed man, thrown aside, didn't even have time to feel the pain before he began to gasp for fresh air.

The suffocating feeling, as if his lungs were about to burst, made him tremble uncontrollably.

The hand, which had been stitched up, tore open again due to the surge of blood and qi.

He looked at Wu Shu with terrified eyes, waving his hands frantically, anxiously trying to say something.

But he couldn't catch his breath and was coughing so hard he couldn't utter a single word.

"Is this your starting stance?"

"He looks like he's a formidable fighter."

"My name is Feng Yuxiu, and today..."

After saying a few words with a playful expression, Wu Shu realized that the other party would immediately beg for mercy.

Without another word, he kicked the tattooed man in the stomach.

The tattooed man was kicked so hard in the lungs that he started to gasp for air again.

His words of pleading were also swallowed back!

"You like being a thug, huh?"

"Hey, what do you mean?"

"Dragon and tiger tattoos?!"

Wu Shu kicked his opponent with every sentence he spoke, until the opponent was rolling around in pain.

The anger in his heart had not yet subsided.

After thinking for a moment, he stepped forward, helped the other person sit up, and gestured with his leg to indicate the distance between them.

He shifted back half a step, found a more comfortable position, and continued to use both hands.

Her legs lashed out at him like wet whips.

They kicked the tattooed man until he was like a roly-poly toy.

"You're unhappy that I didn't grab the lollipop, huh?!"

"You're not even calling for your elder brother?!"

"Your mind is full of vulgarities, isn't it?!"

"..."

Wu Shu only felt a little better after kicking the tattooed man until he passed out.

He casually tossed a few hundred yuan on the ground.

He climbed over the windowsill and was back at the entrance of the emergency room, leaning back in a chair with a nonchalant air.

He vented all the dissatisfaction and resentment he had accumulated over the past few days.

He became radiant with energy.

After a while, the doctor came out of the emergency room.

He first stood on tiptoe to sized up the tattooed man lying in the garden.

Seeing that the other person's breathing was still rising and falling, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He cautiously asked Wu Shu, "Are you a family member of the patient?"

"Yes, how is my mother?"

"Your father is fine, it's just acute appendicitis, he'll be fine after surgery, but..."

"Just say it."

The doctor hesitated for a moment, then continued, "The patient already has chronic pneumonia."

Moreover, the living environment is very damp and cold, and the condition has now worsened.

"If they can't get a good living environment and treatment..."

"There is a risk of it becoming cancerous..."

Thinking about his living conditions, Wu Shu's face darkened again. He looked out the window.

A passing nurse noticed that someone had already carried the tattooed man away...

He had completely forgotten about it! His eyes flickered, and he suppressed the urge to chase after them.

He said expressionlessly, "Tell me about the follow-up treatment."

The doctor had only sensed a surge of malevolence emanating from the other person, but it subsided almost instantly.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said in an even more cautious voice, "Let's arrange for hospitalization first. Please go and pay the surgery fee and deposit."

After paying the 5,000 yuan deposit, Wu Shu went to the bedside again. Looking at Yang Suzhen on the bed, he saw that she was pale.

Her face was gentle, and although there was pain in her eyes, she kept her lips tightly pressed together to prevent herself from crying out.

When she opened her eyes and saw her son, she forced a smile and said weakly, "I've caused Zhuangzhuang...so much trouble."

Wu Shu tucked the blanket around Yang Suzhen without saying a word, because he didn't know what to say either.

Logically speaking, I shouldn't have any extra feelings for this "mother".

His consciousness is his own, which means he is the one who is alive.

But seeing that the other person was critically ill, the instinctive anxiety was genuine.

This is probably what they mean by blood being thicker than water.

"Mom...sleep for a while, and we'll go home when you feel better..."

"Hospitals...are too...too expensive..."

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