Several firelights gradually lit up in the dark room, and a sinister-looking man with short hair held two iron oil lamps and hung them on the wall, illuminating the room even brighter.

Only then did Simon see the situation in the room clearly.

"Pippin, Daddy Manning asked me to bring the doctor you need." York recognized the short-haired man in front of him.

The short-haired man had no expression on his face and did not answer. He gave the man with the knife a look. The two men with the knife immediately began to search him. They took off the dagger from Simon's waist and checked his suitcase.

A revolver and a tiger-tooth dagger were also found on York.

"We need to save these things first and return them to you when you leave." The short-haired man spoke at this time.

York shrugged, as if he was used to this.

"Come with me." The tall man with short hair waved to York, and York asked Simon to follow.

The coal-faced middle-aged man who showed Simon the way before quickly left the room, and another person followed him. The others leaned against the corner window, eating silently, glancing out of the dark window from time to time.

They came to the door of a room, and the short-haired man opened the door, and a strong smell of smoke came out.

Simon shrugged his nose naturally and frowned slightly. He smelled the smell of marijuana in the smoke.

The room is not big, there is only room for a bed and a sofa.

Simon saw a middle-aged man lying half paralyzed on the sofa, his upper body naked, and his body and thighs were tied with strips of cloth that must have been torn from bedsheets. The strips were soaked with blood, and they were still oozing blood at this moment.

The middle-aged man is bald, has dark blue eyes, and his eyes are sinister. There is a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He is holding back the pain.

He held a half-burnt gray cigarette in his mouth, puffing on it from time to time and exhaling large amounts of smoke.

There were already cigarette butts on the ground under his feet.

Simon estimated that this was a cigarette mixed with marijuana, and he was using marijuana to relieve pain.

"What are you looking at? Quickly treat my brother. If you can't cure my brother, I want you to be buried with him." The short-haired man with fierce eyes held a pistol to Simon's head and pushed him over.

"Pippin, don't treat our guests so rudely." The man said weakly.

Pippen, a tall man with a short head, has been looking at Simon with indifferent eyes. If something really happened, Simon might not have to walk out alive.

York stood by the wall, saying nothing.

Simon looked helpless. The reward was high, but it didn’t look easy to earn.

Simon walked over bravely.

"Can I see the wound?"

"Okay, you can do it yourself." The man nodded.

Simon opened the suitcase, took out surgical scissors from inside, and carefully cut off the bedsheets and bandages on the man's body.

The bed sheet and bandage were already stuck to the wound, and the wound was pulled with a little force. The corners of the man's mouth trembled in pain, and he kept sucking on cigarettes.

"Be careful, haven't you seen that my brother is in so much pain that he can't stand it?" Pippen stepped over in two steps and cursed angrily.

The cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against the back of his head, and Simon's face looked very ugly.

At this moment, Simon regretted very much. These people were all desperadoes, so why did they take this order so greedy for money?

"Pippin, shut up, is he a doctor or are you a doctor?" the man cursed angrily.

Pippen pursed his lips and backed away, and the man forced a smile on his face: "Don't be afraid, you can treat him with peace of mind, no matter good or bad, I will pay for it."

Simon nodded expressionlessly. That was not what he was thinking. Once the black man died, Pippen behind him would probably kill him as soon as possible.

He has already made a decision in his heart, and he will take the initiative to take action if he really wants to. He has the strange card of Shadow Ghost, and if he uses it well, he may not be able to counterattack.

Simon pulled off the bedsheets and bandages. There were three gunshot wounds on the black man's body. The wounds were all very large. Judging from the state of the wounds, they seemed to have already dealt with them.

"Has the bullet been removed?"

"The bullets were removed from the shoulder and thigh. The bullet in the abdomen was very deep and I didn't dare to remove it." Pippen replied on behalf of the black boss.

Simon carefully examined the three wounds. Although the wounds on the shoulders and thighs were serious but not fatal, the wounds on the abdomen were serious and fatal.

Inflammation has appeared in the wound, and there is blood and pus.

He touched the black man's forehead and felt a little feverish.

It's a miracle that this black guy can survive until now.

"Do you feel it?" Simon pressed the wound on his abdomen and asked.

"Yes, it doesn't hurt very much."

He continued to press on several parts of the wound, and Simon frowned. The black man had taken a lot of marijuana, and the nerves might have been paralyzed. In this way, he couldn't test whether the nerves near the wound were necrotic.

Simon took out two syringes and two small bottles from the suitcase.

"I'll give you a sedative first, then an anesthetic, and start the operation right away. If you feel pain, you have to hold it back, and it's best to bite something in your mouth."

"Don't worry, I can bear this pain." The black man said with a smile.

"Bring the oil lamp over for lighting, and get a few more." Simon turned back and said to Pippen.

Pippen opened the door and gave instructions to the people outside, and immediately brought over three oil lamps.

After injecting the sedative and anesthetic, Simon carefully disinfected Pippen's wound with medical alcohol, sterilized the scalpel, and then began the operation.

"Just hold it like this and don't move it."

York held an oil lamp to illuminate the wound.

"You are here to help. If the boss can't help it, help me control it." Simon turned back and said to Pippen.

The bullet entered so deeply that Simon was worried that it might have landed on his liver. If that were the case, there was nothing he could do about it.

Fortunately, the bullet only landed next to the liver, only a few centimeters away.

The operation was very difficult. There was sweat on Simon's forehead. It took twenty minutes to take out the bullet. Simon breathed a sigh of relief.

The gunshot wound was a contaminated wound, and the most troublesome thing was infection. He carefully cleaned the wound, sutured it, and bandaged it.

The entire operation took an hour.

The other two wounds do not require bullet removal, and the injection is not deep, making them easier to treat.

"The wound has been treated. If there are no accidents, your life will be saved. This is anti-inflammatory medicine, be sure to take it." Simon took out a bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine from his suitcase and warned.

At this moment, the black boss was even weaker. He held on to his strength and nodded slightly: "Thank you."

"You can't smoke this kind of cigarette anymore, it's very bad for your recovery."

The black man threw away the cigarette he picked up.

"I need to get my share of the paycheck and get out of here."

The black man looked at Pippin. Pippen took out a bag from the closet in the room and grabbed five rolls of Red Eagle banknotes. Each roll was worth one thousand, which was a lot.

"You can't leave tonight." Pippen said calmly.

Simon frowned.

"I just finished the operation. I'm worried about my brother's comfort. If there are any problems, you can deal with them in time. Besides, the downtown area is very unsafe recently. It's best not to walk at night." Pippen's tone was not so cold, but it was still revealing.

There is no doubt about it.

Simon looked at York, who nodded.

"Let's rest here tonight. Several of my brothers have also suffered some stab wounds. Please treat them. I will give you another thousand as a reward." The black man said.

Pippen threw a roll of red eagle coins to Simon.
Chapter completed!