Wu Xiong only had one reaction to this combination of elements: dissection, snake-transformed infected, snake scale stripping, no anaesthesia, a bit of bloodstains...
Dissecting the infected?
Judging by the tone, the dissection was done on living ones?
Without anaesthesia?
You're just bluffing!
Of course, these were Wu Xiong's inner thoughts.
On the surface, he smiled at Lu Yuan and said, "Ha ha! Dr. Lu, you really have a great sense of humour!"
Lu Yuan smiled and nodded slightly without saying anything. At this moment, the elevator doors in the lobby opened.
Lin Youyou, who was working the night shift, pushed out a hospital bed and headed towards another elevator at the end of the corridor that went down to the underground warehouse.
The hospital bed was covered with a white sheet, concealing the patient's appearance.
But Wu Xiong caught a clear glimpse of the two bare, drooping snake arms.
Dissection, snake-transformed infected, snake scale stripping, no anaesthesia, bloodstains...
These words surfaced in Wu Xiong's mind again, making him shudder on the spot!
At that instant, Lu Yuan could only feel the stench of urine becoming stronger.
For a doctor, this was a normal physiological phenomenon, nothing to make a big fuss about.
One of the young ladies who came to get double eyelids had even pooped on the operating table before.
"It's getting late today. Why don't you find a hotel to rest first, Mr. Wu? We can discuss in detail tomorrow," Lu Yuan suggested.
Wu Xiong strongly agreed with Lu Yuan's proposal, but—
Wu Xiong pointed at the balloon around his neck and pleaded, "Dr. Lu, this..."
Lu Yuan had noticed the balloon around Wu Xiong's neck long ago, but he thought it was Wu Xiong's personal preference, so he didn't ask about it.
"Mr. Wu, I didn't know you were so childlike at heart!"
Wu Xiong almost cried out, "Dr. Lu, please stop teasing me. This thing was tied around my neck by that clown of yours!"
"He said this, this will explode!"
"Explode?!"
Lu Yuan asked in disbelief, "No way, Mr. Wu. You actually believed this kind of joke?"
Wu Xiong nodded anxiously, "I believe it, I believe it! I really believe it!"
Lu Yuan beckoned and turned to walk into the clinic. "Mr. Wu, come with me."
"Thank... Thank you, Dr. Lu!"
Lu Yuan found an unused room on the first floor, turned on the lights and had Wu Xiong sit across from him.
After carefully observing the balloon around Wu Xiong's neck for a while, Lu Yuan conclusively said, "Mr. Wu, I can confirm... You've been tricked."
Wu Xiong was taken aback for a moment, recalling the balloon the clown blew up and detonated in midair. He hesitated, "No... No way?"
Lu Yuan took out a ballpoint pen and spread his hands. "Watch me poke it. I guarantee nothing will happen to you."
In an instant, Wu Xiong's face contorted in extreme horror!
He anxiously exclaimed, "Dr. Lu, don't—!"
Pop!
Just as Wu Xiong was strongly rejecting it, Lu Yuan lightly poked the balloon around Wu Xiong's neck with the ballpoint pen in his hand.
The result...
The balloon exploded.
Boom!!
Yes, it really exploded.
...
In that moment, turbulent flames instantly burst out from Wu Xiong's neck, immediately blasting his entire neck into smithereens.
Wu Xiong's fat head was dealt a tremendous impact that sent it smashing into the ceiling of Lu Yuan's room before falling back down with a thud.
Looking at Wu Xiong's torso with his entire head blasted off his shoulders now lying in front of him, Lu Yuan blinked, completely composed.
Clearly, this medical accident was not a beautiful misunderstanding.
But a premeditated setup.
When the flames in the room subsided into faint wisps and the thick smoke thinned, Lu Yuan took out his Bluetooth earpiece from his white coat pocket, which had mostly melted from the intense heat, and put it on.
He instructed Lin Youyou, who was on night duty, "Operating room number 5, prepare a full body prosthesis."
After giving the instructions, Lu Yuan glanced at Wu Xiong's torso, a trace of helplessness in his eyes.
With a scalpel in hand, Lu Yuan simply sliced open Wu Xiong's belly with a swipe.
There was no need to even enter the operating room, because aside from the head, Wu Xiong's body had no useful value at all.
"Being fat is one thing, but you should pay more attention to your health."
"You've got it all - hypertension, diabetes, fatty liver - not missing a single one. The cardiovascular issues brought about by your diabetes are already very pronounced. Your blood lipids are so thick it's reached a very serious level..."
"The key is even in this state, you still friggin' smoke. Look at your lungs. Damn, I could make smoked lung slices without even lighting a fire, just sprinkling some salt would do."
"As expected, your kidneys aren't great either, but they can still barely scrape by compared to the other few organs."
Finally, Lu Yuan's gaze fell upon a certain private part.
Lu Yuan was taken aback at first, then took out a calculator.
"The average length in X Region is 14 cm. Yours can barely still be used, but based on your length, we'll have to attach 11 cm to you."
"11 cm... Nevermind, let's just give you a whole new one."
"16,800 per cm, 14 cm total, 95,200."
"Artificial replacements for the other five organs, mechanical prosthetic limbs for all four limbs, thoracic and abdominal cavities I'll give you for free..."
"Hmm... All up, including service fees, less than 150,000. A few thousand short, so I'll throw in... I'll throw in dental work, double eyelids, make that an even 150,000..."
"Won't charge you extra, just to make it a nice round number."
"You'll thank me for this, brother."
"Of course, this is on the condition that you can afford these fees."
In the end, Lu Yuan left the room carrying Wu Xiong's head.
Outside the room, Lin Youyou, who was carrying a mop and bucket while pushing a cart, had been waiting for some time.
Lin Youyou went in to clean up the room, while Lu Yuan carried Wu Xiong's head upstairs to operate on him.
Passing through the reception hall, Lu Yuan ran into Sun Ying, Long and Wei.
He asked in puzzlement, "Huh? Why are you guys here? You can stay at a hotel in the city. What, waiting for me to arrange a ward for you?"
Sun Ying, Long and Wei: "..."
The three didn't say a word, didn't dare to speak.
Lu Yuan was confused. "What's with you all? Why do you look so frightened?"
Sun Ying took two steps back, while Wei didn't retreat because his legs had gone soft.
Long slightly adjusted his sunglasses, then pointed at what Lu Yuan was carrying in his hand.
It was Wu Xiong's head, still dripping blood.
Lu Yuan nonchalantly said, "Oh this? Don't worry."
"It's not cold yet, it can still be saved."
Sun Ying nodded casually, "Oh, it can be saved..."
Long: "Yeah, as long as it can be saved... Um..."
"Dr. Lu, if you really don't want to, it's okay not to save him."
Sun Ying nodded rapidly like she was mincing garlic: "Yes, yes, yes, Dr. Lu. We all know this was President Wu accidentally getting harmed, and has nothing to do with you. We're very grateful for your efforts to try to save President Wu. You're a good doctor..."
Long: "There are limits to human ability in the end. Please don't force yourself, Dr. Lu."
Wei: "..."
Lu Yuan felt a little speechless. He knew what these two were thinking.
They thought he had killed Wu Xiong?
And were afraid he would silence them, so they took the initiative to tell him they knew nothing?
How unjust, thought Lu Yuan.
He felt very wronged.
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