My brother is so cunning.

"Fellow Taoist, when the human body is seriously injured, it can produce a substance called 'adrenaline'. This substance is secreted in large quantities when a person's life is hanging by a thread and stimulates life potential. It can suppress pain and strengthen failing organs... "

Wen Rui patiently explained to the injured person: "You must have participated in the demon hunting teams or demon killing teams organized by major sects, and experienced actual combat, right? Have you ever seen some brave people who were seriously injured? , but he became more and more brave and defeated the powerful enemy. However, he fell down and died soon after the battle. "

The wounded man nodded subconsciously, but immediately shook his head and said: "No, there are no obvious wounds on my body. I feel that I am in good condition, and no internal injuries were found on the internal vision..."

At this point, the wounded man seemed to realize that he had let something slip. Even though he knew that he was not seriously injured, he still came for first aid, revealing that he wanted to take advantage of the cheap assistance promised by the Chamber of Commerce and save the need to go to Jade Cauldron Immortal. Zong's mentality of being greedy for money to buy elixirs.

Wen Rui's expression became serious and he said coldly: "If you think you are not seriously injured, then why are you rushing here? There are many seriously injured people outside waiting in line for rescue, shouldn't you give way? ?”

"Uh...I..." The wounded man was speechless for a moment, and said with a stiff neck: "You guys, the Chamber of Commerce has not made a rule that someone with a minor injury like me can't come. Instead of wasting your time and talking to drive me away, you might as well Give me some free medicine and send it away quickly!"

Cheng Ziwei on the side couldn't help but feel angry when she saw how exhausted he was.

Judging from the attire of that man, he was also a disciple of the famous Jinting Immortal Sect. However, in order to take advantage, he did not care about the many comrades outside who were waiting for treatment. Even though his injuries were not serious, he jumped in and asked for medicine.

Cheng Ziwei has seen quite a lot of such dishonest monks from the righteous sect before.

After all, the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. The monks have not yet become immortals and are still human in nature. The teachings are not as strict as the Western religions. Even if the Western religions preach and demonstrate morality, there are still a large number of disciples mixed with them. Descendants of Bo Xun.

If the water is clear, there will be no fish. It is inevitable that there will be bad people among the disciples.

The criteria for selecting disciples of Chanjiao are more focused on race. If they are human race, the requirements in other aspects can be slightly lowered. It doesn't matter if there are double standards.

Even narrow-minded and low-character villains like Shen Gongbao can become genuine disciples of Yuanshi Tianzun, stir up trouble and cause great disasters during the Great Tribulation of the Gods. Logically speaking, even the next Abi Hell would be regarded as a light sentence, but in the end the outcome He was actually able to become a god. I don't know if it was because Yuanshi Tianzun was protecting the calf or if he was just an undercover agent who had infiltrated the enemy.

"Fellow Taoist, you misunderstood. What I meant was that you were trying to catch someone by mistake. In fact, you came at the right time. You are already seriously injured and on the verge of death!"

Wen Rui grinned: "If you think the injury is not serious and don't pay attention to it, just apply some wound medicine. Once the effect of adrenaline fails and the hidden injury breaks out, it will be impossible for gods to save you and you will die immediately."

"Clam?"

The wounded man had a look of astonishment on his face: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm obviously fine, why am I so seriously injured that it's hard for a god to save me?"

"Lie down quickly. I'm going to open your heart and repair your damaged heart. If it's too late, it'll be too late!"

Wen Rui said anxiously: "Oh, I'm not completely sure about such a serious injury. Although there is only a 20-30% chance of success, I still have to fight hard."

"Wait, wait, wait!" The wounded man struggled and jumped off the operating table: "I won't ask you to treat me anymore. You are a quack doctor who talks nonsense. You have to cure all good people."

"Pfft~"

Cheng Ziwei couldn't hold it back for a moment and laughed out loud.

She had already understood the purpose of Wen Rui's words, and she secretly gave Boss Wen a thumbs up. With these words of intimidation, she easily dissuaded the scoundrel who came to use medical resources with minor injuries, and gave him a small lesson. What a witty person.

Wen Rui also lowered his voice and muttered: "Cowardless people are seeking death."

The man was walking to the door of the emergency room. After all, practitioners have sharp senses, but he heard Cheng Ziwei's sneer and Wen Rui's sarcasm. He suddenly turned around and lay down on the operating table again.

"Did you laugh at me just now?" He glared at Cheng Ziwei, and then said: "What did you just say? What do you mean by saying that I am a coward and seek death?"

Cheng Ziwei was so angry and embarrassed that she regretted that she didn't hold back her smile and was caught by this scoundrel, so she stayed here and wasted time.

Wen Rui's expression remained unchanged and he shrugged: "What I mean is that you hide your illness and avoid medical treatment. If you are sick, you are afraid of treatment. If you walk out of this emergency room, you will lose the last 30% chance of survival. Isn't that just asking for death?"

"Hey, you still have a tough mouth!"

The man smiled and said: "According to you, shouldn't I leave? I will die if I leave? Then I will listen to you and won't leave! You think I'm stupid, I didn't know you were here to scare me Me? I want to see how you disembowel me and treat my so-called hidden wounds!"

Wen Rui's smile became even wider, with a hint of gloominess: "Hey, that's right, just think about it. Doctors are kind-hearted, I have good intentions, I don't want you to die in vain, even if there is only a 30% chance, at least I have to try to rescue him."

The man was stunned when he heard the words, and felt a stinging pain on his wrist. Then he saw the syringe needle held by the robotic arm piercing his artery. As the liquid in the needle was pushed into the blood vessel, he slumped on the operating table with distracted eyes. superior.

Cheng Ziwei was also stunned. This time, she couldn't understand what Wen Rui was going to do. Wasn't he threatening to scare away the scoundrel?

"I'll ask someone to carry him away?"

The girl asked tentatively. She thought about it again and felt that Boss Wen must be afraid that he would cause trouble, so he knocked him out.

However, Wen Rui ignored her question and had already picked up the scalpel. With one cut, he cut a wound on the chest of the injured person!

He skillfully cut the skin, muscles, fat and pleura, revealing the white ribs. The auxiliary mechanical arm of the intelligent automatic operating table extended a bone saw, sawed the man's ribs, and finally presented the beating heart in front of him.

Cheng Ziwei is not a professional doctor. From an amateur's point of view, the heart seems to have no problem at all, and there is no hidden injury as Wen Rui said.

She couldn't help but fall into deep confusion, and countless questions circled in her mind:

The heart pulse is strong and gentle, and there is obviously nothing wrong. Could it be that the man really has a hidden injury, but I don't know medicine so I can't see it?

This person behaved so badly, and Boss Wen didn't seem to be the type to repay kindness with evil, so how could he be so kind and insist on treating him?

No way, he wouldn't cut into his heart just to punish a scoundrel, would he?

The girl couldn't help but glance at Wen Rui's face, but found that there was a strange expression on that face, an expression she had never seen on Wen Rui's face.

Boss Wen usually had a modest and kind smile, but it was faintly noticeable that the smile was not sincere, but it was not particularly deliberate.

At this time, he seemed very happy, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, his eyes showed a strange light of excitement and satisfaction, and the muscles on his cheeks twitched slightly, as if he was deliberately suppressing the impulse of ecstasy.

In short, he looked a little like a pervert who was slowly falling into madness and satisfying some kind of addiction!