I’m A Baller

Wang Yan was inconvenient to give Fu Yushi a hug, so he had to pull her to sit down and pat her back lightly.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm here... How did it hurt, can you remember it?"

Give her brain something to do and the fear will no longer be so strong.

Fu Yushi recalled attentively, and quickly sorted out the cause and effect.

"It's almost 12 o'clock, Mina and the others have just left not long, leaving me, Yuanyuan, Nawu, Nunluo, Yutong, two senior sisters, about 7 or 8 girls."

"Then Chen Yuhang brought a friend in, a little shaken in, and reunited with Huang Xu and the others."

"Yutong seems to have some thoughts about Huang Xu, whose girlfriend is one of the two elder sisters, and the other is a little unclear with Lu Yichen."

"I don't know exactly what happened in the middle. Nawu and I were chatting. Anyway, it should be because of the quarrel caused by the girls."

"Lv Yichen has a mouth called Xiao Ke that is not very clean. Chen Yuhang exploded and fell over a beer bottle."

"Then I don't know if it's that Xiaoke, so I smashed a square cup directly, and Chen Yuhang avoided it. As a result, the cup hit Nawu's head directly."

"We didn't react at all over there, Nawu just...oo..."

"Nuoluo smashed her toe while evading, and then she was cut with broken glass in her leg..."

Fu Yushi sobbed badly.

Although this girl is calm and strong, there is a limit in the end. Fighting and bleeding seriously wounds are beyond her scope.

"It's all right, you did a great job! Leave it to me next, I'm here."

Wang Yan coaxed her softly, repeating the process in her brain, and she knew it in her heart.

Chen Yuhang, it was the manic eldest man who drove that 911GT3RS during the racing scene.

Wang Yan has learned the style of swearing when he opens his mouth, and he is extremely disgusted.

It was strange that Chen Yuhang didn't explode because there was someone lighting on Shao Lu.

The only question is... why did he come to Windsor?

Besides, how are Weiwei and Lin Baizhou?

"Why Chen Yuhang came, I don't know."

Fu Yushi shook his head.

"Weiwei is far away and is rushing here. Brother Zhou seems to have not been injured much. I didn't see it just now..."

"Where is the patient's family?!"

The doctor came out of the CT department and interrupted the conversation between the two.

Wang Yan quickly helped Fu Yushi up and rushed over and asked, "Doctor, how is my friend?"

The doctor was a gentle middle-aged man, and his expression looked relaxed.

"The results have to wait a while, but according to my personal judgment, the intracranial injury should not be serious. The current bleeding is all trauma. The worst may be a moderate concussion, which will not be life-threatening. Please relax."

Wang Yan didn't know if this was a "habitual good word" from the doctor, but his hanging heart was finally lowered.

The youngest took the initiative to stretch out his hands and hold the opponent's right hand.

"Thank you very much. My housekeeper is arranging the ward. What is the next process?"

When the doctor heard the word housekeeper, he looked up in surprise, then smiled gently.

"Observation of debridement, hemostasis and transfusion, there is no need for surgery if there is no intracranial injury, it is not complicated."

After a pause, it seemed that he was weighing something, and finally he said something more.

"The little girl is pretty. If the concussion is not serious, then the most troublesome thing is wound recovery."

Fu Yushi's face changed drastically: "You mean..."

"Yeah... The shards of the glass scraped three wounds on the side of her frontal bone. I took a brief look. The wounds are quite deep and may leave scars."

"what?!"

Fu Yushi was completely dumbfounded.

As a beautiful girl with a score of 96, she knows too much about the scars of beautiful women.

That is not only a blow to appearance, but also a huge psychological harm.

However, Wang Yan remained calm and sincerely consulted the doctor: "Doctor, may I ask, is there any way I can try to avoid that from happening?"

The doctor scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Scars are a complicated and insoluble matter in medicine. There is currently no special medicine for removing scars. It can be said that as long as the wound reaches the muscle layer, it will inevitably leave scars."

"The specific state of the scar is related to the treatment during the operation, personal physique, and drug use."

"I can only guarantee that if the girl is not scarred, and the doctor who performs debridement and suture is a master, then at least the scar can be made symmetrical and shallow, and not particularly ugly."

"thank you very much!"

When Wang Yan thanked him, he glanced at Dave who was rushing over and waved at him.

The doctor looked back, and was about to say goodbye, but was held back by Wang Yan.

"Excuse me, please wait a moment."

When Dave came to the front, Wang Yan took the bag, took out a whole stack of renminbi from it, and stuffed it into the doctor's white coat.

"One more thing for you: Which doctor in your hospital has the best surgical technique? Could you please help us ask for an emergency?"

The middle-aged doctor was completely stunned.

Wang Yan has no other way, but there is no other way.

The power of money should be used in such a place.

"Please help!"

The doctor finally reacted and hurriedly took out the money and stuffed it back to Wang Yan.

"Don't mess around, don't mess around! Help is okay, we can't accept patient red envelopes!"

Wang Yan raised his head and glanced at the monitor, and he knew immediately.

Without tearing up with the doctor, he took the stack of money, put it back in the bag, and told Dave.

"Dave, please write down the doctor's name and contact information. After the morning shift, please send the doctor home and thank you for me."

Dave understood, and nodded and smiled at the doctor: "Don't worry, we Mr. Wang never let our friends help for nothing. May I ask your last name?"

"You are welcome, your surname is Zhang."

Dr. Zhang shook hands with Dave, thought for a while, and reminded Wang Yan again: "We may need two numbers at a time for the tossing of our surgical director in the middle of the night."

Wang Yan smiled.

Turning back to tell Dave: "Prepare 5 numbers."

Doctor Zhang was taken aback, then shook his head and sighed, took out his mobile phone to dial.

"Director Chen, there is something..."

Wang Yan ignored how the other party communicated, and took the dumbfounded Fu Yushi to push Nawu's stretcher bed.

The silly bear who usually lives and lives is big, and he is lying on the bed groggy, the wound is simply covered with cotton gauze, half of his face is covered with dry blood.

Huang Xu, Chen Yuhang, Lv Yichen, I'll beg you!

Seeing Nawu's pitiful appearance, Wang Yan's heart burst into anger, wishing to kill those silly beeps.

In anger, the stretcher bed was crunched.

Suddenly, Wang Yan's hand was covered with a small hand.

The slender fingers gently rubbed Wang Yan's skin. The smooth and cold touch made Wang Yan's mind clear.

"Wang Wang, don't do this, you have to calm down, you have to handle the rest of the matter..."

Fu Yushi spoke timidly, and rarely saw such a vivid expression on her face.

Wang Yan and her looked at each other for a moment and nodded.

"Relax, I'm fine."

It just so happened that Dr. Zhang finished the phone call and returned with joy and reported: "Director Chen will live in the third hospital's family community and will be there in 15 minutes. Let's go directly to the emergency operating room and wait!"

"Okay, thank you very much!"

Wang Yan hurriedly pushed Nawu and followed Doctor Zhang.

"Doctor, why is my friend still in a coma?"

"That's a self-defense mechanism of the human body, and the little girl lost a lot of blood, suffered head shocks, and short-term coma and lethargy are normal phenomena. Don't worry too much."

Doctor Zhang comforted him, speaking more and his attitude became more enthusiastic.

"You guys, little girls, take it easy. Our Director Chen's skill in stitching can be ranked by all emperors. The technical details of this matter are too complicated. I won't tell you in detail. Anyway, the scars are definitely fine. And shallow, there won't be that kind of fat centipede."

Fu Yushi exhaled heavily.

"Wow, if it weren't for you... Nawu would be crazy when she wakes up!"

Fu Yushi choked before finishing a word, and finally only let out a heavy sigh.

Wang Yan didn't comfort her any more, but replied briefly: "A friend, I can control it."

Not to help, but to manage.

After speaking, he stayed silent.

However, Fu Yushi felt a huge force from Wang Yan's silence, and his emotions quickly settled down, and he was no longer so sad.

"Yeah!" She nodded and waved her fist. "Nawu will be fine!"

...

The operating room is not very far from the radiology department. It turns a corner and is in sight.

As soon as I entered the corridor, there were two waves of people in front.

Wang Yan frowned and looked at it. The first thing he saw was Huang Xu and Kuan Miantou.

The two stood like a cockfight, opposite to another group of people in KTV, Wang Yan had only a vague impression, and he was not on the number.

"Thank you for trouble!"

Doctor Zhang opened the way ahead, and two groups of people gave way.

"Wang Shao!"

Seeing Wang Yan, Huang Xu and Kuan Miantou were very excited.

Wang Yan didn't answer, pushed the stretcher bed into the waiting room inside the gate, and said to Fu Yushi: "You are watching Nawu here."

Fu Yushi nervously grabbed Wang Yan's hand: "Wang Wang, don't..."

"Don't worry, I'm calm."

Wang Yan patted her, held her hand for a while, took it away, and turned to go out.

Stopped in front of Huang Xu, glanced at the four youths opposite, turned around and asked Huang Xu: "Who is inside?"

Wang Yan's gaze was calm and deep, his expression calm as if frozen, and he felt extremely oppressive.

Huang Xu had a guilty conscience, even less dare to look at Wang Yan.

"Chi Haomiao..."

"Where is Lin Baizhou?" Wang Yan asked again.

"Uh, Zhouzi didn't run out, and was taking notes with Master Hang..."

The wide-faced Wu Fanlin suddenly interrupted: "Wang Shao, there is Master Hang..."

"Chen Yuhang."

Wang Yan interrupted the opponent suddenly and gave a cold look.

"That's your Master Hang, you like to lick it back, don't leave me here as an eyesore."

Wu Fanlin blushed, panting heavily, obviously a little angry.

However, without discussing Wang Yan's "background", the aura that he shows now is enough to make him afraid to blow up his hair.

Wang Yan turned his head and continued to stare at Huang Xu.

"You called Chen Yuhang here?"

"Uh... Master Hang... Chen Yuhang called to ask what he was doing. I said I was playing in Windsor, but I didn't expect..."

Huang Xu made a very embarrassing smile, very embarrassed.

Wang Yan didn't save him face and directly exposed his careful thinking.

"You got your father's 10 million jingzi investment, and it didn't show up here. I specifically asked Chen Yuhang to see you pretending to be forced, right? What's the matter, does it feel particularly proud?!"

Huang Xu's face flushed red: "I didn't..."

"No matter how irritable Chen Yuhang is, no one will irritate him, so why go crazy and scream at someone?"

Huang Xu was anxious: "Young Master Wang, it was the silly beep who was looking for it! That Xiaoke's mouth smelled so bad! And Lu Yichen, just a soft-shelled turtle who sells building materials in Changping North Seven. It's like..."

The four men on the opposite side exploded.

"Silly beep, who are you scolding? You are paralyzed, and want to make another appointment, right?"

"Silly beep, dad gave you a face, right? Looking for cei?!"

"Grandson, there is a kind of jump called "no kind of jump", come and come, I will stand here and wait for your education!"

Four men, one clutched his head and sat on the chair and hummed, while the remaining three were shouting.

Dancing dancing is very funny.

Wang Yan ignored them and asked Huang Xu: "Who threw the cup?"

"Just that grandson! His name is Zhu Jike!"

Huang Xu stretched out his hand and pointed at the young man opposite. Wang Yan looked back and remembered the man's face deeply.

About 175 in height, red T-shirt, necklace, earrings in each ear, a bit of pierced head shape, like to look at people with his head tilted, expression arrogant, demeanor.

Being identified by Huang Xu on the spot, Zhu Jike felt insulted, and his expression immediately became very hideous.

Tilting his head, spitting on the ground, Niubi coaxed and yelled, "I'm so paralyzed, there is a kind of you come and cut me, don't leave this beeping beeping beeping, I will lose money if I hurt someone. , Huang Xu, you're a man, let's make an appointment later!"

After all, Zhu Jike did not dare to scold Wang Yan directly.

Regardless of the aura of Fugui himself, the sentence that I faintly heard in KTV before is 10 million a week, which is quite stressful.

Besides, Dave who followed Wang Yan was also very permeating.

In the summer, wearing a white shirt, small waistcoat, trousers and leather shoes, exquisite fit, quietly carrying a bag to the station, without changing the color of everything that happened on the scene, like? !

The few people on the opposite side could not have imagined that this was a personal commissioner of a presidential suite in a five-star hotel.

How fresh? !

Who has ever seen a private commissioner act like a Zhongnanhai bodyguard, going out with residents?

Of course it is impossible to be normal, but Wang Yan's consumption in Xiangji for more than a month has reached 200w. Dave should come out to help run errands in public and private.

Wang Yan didn't get scolded, and Huang Xu couldn't help but scolded Zhu Jike on the spot.

"You poor B lick the dog and have a barren face and say you should pay? If there is something wrong with Reyinawu, you can't pay for it!"

"Public or private, whatever you want!"

Zhu Jike sneered: "A security-level fight, and it was accidentally injured, how much medical expenses and mental losses should be compensated, your father and I know in my heart, one hundred and eighty thousand, your father, I can afford it!"

Fu Yushi pushed open the door fiercely, with an angry face and tears in his eyes. He gave Zhu Jike a fierce look, and then looked at Wang Yan worriedly.

Wang Yan walked to the bench next to him and sat down, waved to Fu Yushi, motioned her to go back.

Then he raised his head, glanced at Zhu Jike, and said softly: "Money, I don't need you to pay."

Zhu Jike was startled, his expression a little surprised.

At this moment, Haomiao, the parallel stitched goods pool, was pushed out, and Zhu Jike and his party could not care about quarreling any more, and they were about to go inside carrying the injured buddy.

Wang Yanteng jumped up, holding on to the shoulders of Zhu Jike and another young man, pressing down hard...

With a click, the two young men added a sick number, and they all sat back firmly on the bench, pressing the steel pipe seat to make a crisp sound.

"Wait for me, it's not your turn!"

"Are you special..."

Zhu Jike was completely embarrassed and turned into anger, and he jumped up to stab Wang Yan.

Without Wang Yan's hands, Huang Xu and Wu Fanlin rushed up and stayed with Zhu Jike.

The emergency doctor came out and immediately yelled: "What is the trouble? We have to force us to call the police, right?!"

Dr. Zhang followed out, holding his mobile phone and shouting: "Mr. Wang, our Director Chen is here!"

Zhu Jike became more suspicious over there.

At the age of 20, I can hardly mobilize many social resources without looking for parents.

On the other hand, Wang Shao on the opposite side did not see any action at all. In a short time, he actually tossed a director?

Wang Yan didn't know what the other party was thinking, but he could feel that the other party was not so rampant.

So he stretched out his hand to hold Zhu Jike's chest, gently pushed forward, and said lightly: "Sit down and wait."

It's not that I don't want to roar, but it has to be restrained for the time being.

Turning back to meet the middle-aged doctor who hurriedly arrived, Wang Yan stretched out his hands from a distance, and sincerely pleaded, "Director Chen, please!"

"Don't worry, minor surgery."

Director Chen patted Wang Yan's hand and went straight to the operating room.

Wang Yan sat back on the bench and waited silently.

Before falling completely silent, he took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Uncle, it's me."

"Are the people in our family who didn't go down before?"

"Call me one. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

"I'm in the imperial capital."

"Yeah. Give the money to the highest standard. I'll call you back."

After hanging up the phone, the whole corridor fell into a dead silence.

Zhu Jike and the three buddies looked at each other, and Zhu Jike was trembling.

Huang Xu, Wu Fanlin, and Chi Haomiao looked at each other, and Huang Xu trembled.

Everyone glanced at Wang Yan from time to time, their eyes uncertain.

The young man sat on the chair steadily, with the legs of the standard politician meeting Erlang tilted up, with his fingers crossed, naturally hanging down on his lower abdomen, his head slightly lowered, and quietly looking at the fingertips.

There was no movement for fifteen minutes.

Fifteen minutes later, Director Chen left the operating room, and Wang Yan greeted him immediately.

"The stitching is perfect, don't worry."

call……

Wang Yansong took a big breath and shook hands with Director Chen again, very hard.

"Thank you very, very much, for your hard work!"

"It's okay, it should be."

Director Chen also laughed like a spring breeze, counting 5 in 15 minutes, and everyone laughed.

Soon, Doctor Zhang helped Fu Yushi push the stretcher out of the bed. Wang Yan told Dave: "You help Miss Fu send Nawu to the ward."

Fu Yushi was taken aback and looked up: "Aren't you going with us?"

"I have to talk to them." Wang Yan smiled, very relaxed.

"Okay, then you hurry up."

Fu Yushi nodded, didn't think much, and leaned on the bed nervously.

Watching the group go away, Wang Yan turned his head and looked at Zhu Jike.