Chapter 688: 685, Outrageous Black Clinic Chapter 688: 685, Outrageous Black Clinic Once Du Wei spoke up, Tiquel naturally dared not say more.
After all, His Excellency the Duke had saved his and Jas’s lives.
Although the process was very strange, and he had lost a kidney.
But he still owed a favor.
Tiquel comforted himself in this way, but the more he did, the paler his face beca.
“Wait, I lost a kidney?”
When people are emotionally agitated, they can easily overlook their own pain because they’re not aware of it.
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But once they beco aware, the pain is unavoidable.
And the after-effects will erupt.
That was the case with Tiquel; his body started to shake imdiately, his legs went weak, one hand clutching his lower back, bending like a red-hot lobster.
“I can’t make it! I’m going to die! Get to a hospital quickly.”
Du Wei frowned, the area around the Dusk Bell Church was affected by Ryan Hal’s power, and the shielding would not end until this rain stopped.
Right away.
He stepped forward and said, “Calm down, keep breathing, losing a kidney won’t kill a person, it just makes you weaker.”
On the side, Ryan scratched his head, a bit confused, thinking that he had only slept for a while, so why did Tiquel lose a kidney?
Could it be the work of the doctors from the black clinic he knew?
Fuck!
The more Ryan thought about it, the more he felt it was true.
Involuntarily, he looked at Tiquel sowhat guiltily and whispered, “It’s just a kidney, don’t panic, you definitely won’t die, Jas is living just fine.”
Upon hearing this, Tiquel subconsciously glanced at Jas.
Jas was lying unconscious on the ground, half of his body already covered by the rain.
“He’s not dead, is he?”
Tiquel’s face turned green.
Ryan snorted coldly, “Dead? Are you insulting ? I, Baron Ryan, used to be a dical genius, second only to the director, a great doctor!”
“Jas is my slave and patient, with here, it’s hard for him to die even if he wanted to!”
As he spoke, Ryan walked over to Jas, grabbed his collar, and then put his ear to his chest to listen.
“His heartbeat is a bit irregular! It seems like the left atrium isn’t supplying blood very well, but no worries, I’ll contact my friends at the black clinic later, and have them look for a heart to transplant into Jas.”
Du Wei’s eyelid twitched wildly, “Ryan, don’t ss around, your black clinic friends will take his life.”
Ryan exclaid, “But… but Jas owes over a hundred billion in dical fees, I have to make sure he stays well so he can do hard labor for for a lifeti, otherwise I’ll be ruined.”
Suddenly.
Perhaps it was the ntion of a hundred billion that triggered Jas’s psychological shadow.
He miraculously opened his eyes, shuddering all over.
“I… I… didn’t die?”
Ryan lifted his head, looking at Jas with a grin, “What kind of dream were you having? With here, you can’t die even if you want to, I saved your life again, I’ve got this dical bill noted very clearly, you now owe three hundred billion!”
Jas’s scalp tingled, and he imdiately pushed Ryan away, “Stay away from .”
By now, Jas knew sothing was off with Ryan.
Although he didn’t know Ryan’s exact abilities, the wisdom he borrowed when he was influenced by Du Wei made him feel that there was a great secret about this madman.
However, with Du Wei present, he didn’t dare to think too deeply.
He could only keep his distance with respect.
After hesitating for a mont, Jas looked back at Du Wei and Tiquel, opened his mouth, and said bitterly, “Lord Duwei, thank you.”
Du Wei nodded, “Don’t be polite, it’s what I should do.”
Tiquel looked utterly bewildered.
One hand was clutching his lower back where a palm-sized wound had been stitched up and had long since stopped bleeding.
A kidney had just disappeared like that.
But what he was thinking was, “A black clinic? What black clinic? Does Ryan know people at a black clinic? And it seems like they are in the organ trading business?”
“My kidney…”
Tiquel hesitated for a mont, still holding his back, and asked Ryan tremulously, “Ryan…”
Ryan snorted coldly, “Call Baron!”
With no choice, Tiquel said, “Baron Ryan, I’m missing a kidney, can you contact your friends at the black clinic and get a new one?”
Ryan laughed disdainfully, “Getting a new kidney is no problem, but do you have the money?”
Hmm… If Tiquel pays, then I’ll make a call tonight, and have those friends at the black clinic give Tiquel a kidney transplant.
Through gritted teeth, Tiquel said, “Although I don’t have money, I can earn it. Now that Dusk Bell is gone, my abilities remain. I can deal with Evil Spirits and work for governnt forces.”
Ryan’s eyes widened in surprise, “There’s such a good deal? Alright then! Go work, and right now a kidney on the black market costs two million. You prepare three million, and I’ll have my friends at the black clinic do the full set for you, guaranteed to be identical to your original one.”
Tiquel nodded in agreent, “Alright, it’s a deal.”
Although he felt it was very bizarre to negotiate such a matter with a lunatic, this man was after all from His Excellency the Duke’s circle, and upon reflection, must not be simple.
Perhaps what he was seeing was just the surface.
Perhaps the man really did know people at the black clinic, with connections and channels broader than he could imagine.
To the side, Du Wei and Jas watched this scene, both stunned.
Du Wei was still okay.
His temperant was naturally cool and detached.
But Jas showed a look of pity, thinking to himself, “Tiquel used to seem quite normal, what’s going on now? Ryan is a lunatic, how can his words be trusted?”
At that mont,
the torrential rain in Switzerland gradually ca to a halt.
Du Wei looked up into the distance.
In the blurring mist of rain, a line of figures appeared faintly, with many car lights turning on as well.
At the forefront was a tall woman wearing a raincoat.
That was Alex, and following her were so colleagues from the church.
With the rain about to stop, they could naturally co in.
But inside, Du Wei was composed.
He squinted his eyes, and within those bloodshot orbs, there was a hint of a thought-provoking emotion.
“Be wary of her…”
This was the advice Ryan Hal left before he disappeared.
But whether the person he should be wary of was Alex or Minette, he hadn’t been told.
Ryan Hal only said that in a future he saw, it was that woman who killed him.
“Can I trust her?”
Du Wei asked himself, then he looked down at his own Right Hand, where the pattern of the hands on the back had darkened, its outline spreading slightly like ink.
This was a power influenced by Rahr, and now that Rahr had been banished to the Ghost Dinsion, the power was completely his alone.
Then, he heard Alex’s voice, anxious and worried, calling out, “Du Wei…”
Hearing this, Du Wei lifted his head and smiled.
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