Juvenile Medical God

Seeing Ye Zhongjun's car flying off the highway, Qin Ming and Tang San thought that everything was easy.

The two chose the nearest exit and drove the car out of the highway, then Tang San and Qin Lang exchanged positions.Although Tang San said it was because Qin Lang did not have a driver's license, it was actually because Tang San was a little afraid. Qin Lang was driving too wildly, and Tang Sanshi didn't want to repeat Ye Zhongjun's mistakes.

Down the expressway around the city, Tang San drove his car into a repair shop.

Of course, this car does not need to be repaired, only because the people in Tangmen need to recycle this car, because Qin Lang ’s task has been completed, of course, this car cannot appear in Anrong City in a short time. .

At least, it can't appear again in this color and license plate.

"I can't think of murder as simple as that."

Leaving the car in the repair shop, Qin Lang and Tang San returned to the hotel by taxi.After arriving in the room, Qin Lang sent out such a emotion.

"Simple?" Tang San snorted. "Of course, if you have money, complicated things will become simple; if you have no money, simple things will become complicated. For example, if you don't have Buying news from Tangmen, without renting a car, do you think things would be so simple? In fact, as long as there is money, there is even simpler, you do n’t even need to do it yourself, let the professional killer do it, you It does n’t take any risk, is n’t it easier? "

"It sounds reasonable to hear that." Qin Lang nodded slightly.

"Nonsense! The purpose of our professionals is to make complicated things simple enough." Tang San snorted. "It's you who made simple things complicated."

"I know that as long as you have money, the killer kind of thing is really simple. But you should admit that some things, kill some people, or it is more comfortable to do it yourself, do you think?"

Tang San thought carefully and agreed with Qin Lang ’s point of view: “Yes, you will have the pleasure of killing yourself. If you let others do it for you, it ’s like watching a dream AV movie. Your heart is fantasizing about yourself * *, But it ’s actually someone else ’s job, and it ’s not you who finally gets the real pleasure. ”

"Yes, you look professional in this way of analysis." Qin Lang smiled, took out the beer that had been chilled before, opened two bottles, and handed Tang Sanyi a bottle, and then the two men touched it with the bottle. Celebrate today ’s success.But Tang San's sip of wine was sprayed as soon as he drank his throat, and it was a short message that made him spray wine—

The goal is alive!

Ye Zhongjun didn't die!

"He is still alive! Why didn't he die!" After seeing this news, Qin Lang sighed dejectedly, and then added, "He must die!"

"Nonsense! This is inevitable! The two of us went out in person. If he didn't die, I would be embarrassed to say that I am a professional killer!" Tang San snorted, "Damn, it's really a good person who doesn't live long lives Thousands of years! It was so fiercely impacted that this fellow was not yet dead! "

"Ah, what a perfect" accident ", I can't think of it because it is so perfect that even God can't get through with us and give us an" unexpected surprise ". However, the real-time information service that disappeared 24 should not be over yet, it seems We still need to plan an 'accidental death', and I don't believe he will be alive this time! "Qin Lang finished and drank a bottle of beer in his hands.

Tangmen ’s real-time information was quickly returned, and Ye Zhongjun ’s hospital, ward number, and even the number of bodyguards equipped by the Ye family were all lost in the information.

This time Qin Lang and Tang San just discussed briefly and went to the hospital where Ye Zhongjun was.

Because Qin Lang began to find that no matter how careful and perfect the plan was, it was difficult to achieve an absolutely perfect result.If reality can be carried out meticulously according to the plan, Ye Zhongjun should have been a dead person long ago, instead of staying in the surgical intensive care unit on the fifth floor of the Anrong Orthopedic Hospital.

At this time, Ye Zhongjun was awake after the operation. Although there were several fractures on his body, there was no risk of his life. At this time, Ye Zhongjun's parents were talking to the doctor outside the ward.

"Doctor, what happened to my son?" Ye Zhongjun's mother asked.

"There shouldn't be any major problems," the doctor said. "The operation was very successful, and the others are already awake."

"This ... Doctor, although he is awake, but before he was awake, he was actually talking like a dream, saying that he was injured by a praying mantis, and a praying mantis avenged him and demanded life ..." Ye Mu said worriedly. .

"He said something similar during the operation just now." The doctor frowned and said, "Aren't he afraid of mantises?"

"How could my son be afraid of this thing!" Ye Zhongjun's father snorted. "Will it be his brain that was hit, haven't you checked carefully!"

"Mr. Yeh, how could we be so careless, we have done CT for Master Ye and I am sure that his brain should be fine. However, the brain is a very mysterious and sensitive part, and I can't be completely sure whether his brain is out of The problem. Moreover, when people talk nonsense, it is not necessarily that their brains are hit, but it may also be for other reasons, such as what kind of stimulation they have received. "The doctor said.

"Mantis-damn mantis!" At this moment, Ye Zhongjun's scream came from the ward!

Ye Zhongjun's parents and doctor hurried into the ward, but did not find any mantis in the ward, so Ye Mu comforted and said: "Zhong Jun, there is no mantis here, don't be afraid."

"Yes! Just outside the window, didn't you see it!" Ye Zhongjun's face appeared horrified. "Really, a red mantis, as red as blood, stared at the window glass. I ... provoked me, it was also on the highway before ... Yes, it is ... it's coming again! "

"Son, don't worry ... It's okay, Mom is here, no one dares to ask you for your life!" Ye Mu said comfortably.

Ye Father frowned: "Zhongjun, how can you, a man of our Ye family, be scared like this by a bug!"

"Dad ... that's not an ordinary bug, it's a lifeless soul ... Yes, I remember that when I bumped into someone, the blood was so red--"

"Shut up! Don't talk nonsense!" Ye Father interrupted Ye Zhongjun's words loudly, and then called the doctor outside the door. "What's wrong with my son, is there an anesthesia problem?"