After coming out of the corner of the alley, Wu Tong carried Han Qiulu straight to Wu Mingkong's small clinic. However, before he could approach, he saw several people wearing special operations troops uniforms standing at the door of the small clinic.

"Damn, why did you come to the door so soon?" Wu Tong turned around and rushed into a path next to him, fled back home with Han Qiulu on his back.

After putting the unconscious Han Qiulu on the bed, she was so anxious that she was wandering around.

"That group of people won't do anything to my dad. No, I have to go and take a look." Wu Tong was about to rush out of the door, but when he thought of the blood stains on his body, he quickly changed his clothes and then took the shortcut to Wu Mingkong's small clinic.

Han Qiulu? If you can’t die at that time, it’s still important for your father.

After all, people have close ties, although this matter was just something he was trying to kill himself.

When Wu Tong thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a little whining. Who would have thought that there were even psychics in this world, and they were the squad leader of their class? Who would dare to believe this?

"I would have known that I wouldn't fool my dad yesterday, and I wouldn't have done anything after that slap."

He kept muttering, and flipped in from the back window of the small clinic around the corner, and came to the small warehouse of the clinic, carefully laying on the door and listening to the sounds outside.

"Since that's the case, let's say goodbye first."

"If you don't send me, go slowly."

A strong voice outside was saying goodbye to Wu Mingkong. Wu Tong knew that he was late, and he heard the other party's tone that seemed to be an acquaintance with his father. Judging from the situation, he should not have come to the Boston Army to investigate, but passed by. Otherwise, Wu Tong's first impression of those special operation troops would definitely have to make the entire small clinic a drastic turn, and maybe he would have to beat his father up.

After the man left for a while, Wu Tong tapped his head and saw Wu Mingkong lying on the chair, flipping through the latest newspapers in a while. He walked out in disappointment: "Dad, who was that person just now?"

Wu Mingkong glanced at: "A guest with some psychological problems, I used speech therapy to treat it. What's going on with your body? Mao Xuewang hit his body?"

When Wu Tong heard this, he felt nervous: "Yes, when I was after school today, I didn't have eyes on someone's pork stall when I walked. The meat didn't fall off, and the hair was stuck all over me."

"Oh, then why are you here for nothing? After finishing the question, I still want to help your little girlfriend explore what to eat for the evening? Don't worry, I'm ready long ago." Wu Mingkong asked looking at the newspaper.

"Since you are ready, then I'll go back first if there is nothing to do." Wu Tong was a little panicked, afraid that Wu Mingkong would see something.

Wu Mingkong smiled: "Wu Qifeng, something is wrong with you today. You have something to hide from me. You never lie like this."

"How is that possible? I haven't done the question today yet, I'll go back first." Wu Tong jumped, said this, hurriedly ran out of the small clinic, and inspected the surroundings vigilantly. The special operation troops had left. It seemed that they were really here to treat their father.

"When did my dad get psychological treatment and expand his business? That's right. If you don't expand your business, you can open a clinic in this area. Except for the neighbors, everyone goes to the hospital. If you don't go bankrupt, your dad has excellent skills." Wu Tong complained in his heart. He didn't know what his dad was, and he actually opened a clinic in such a remote place.

After just a round, Wu Tong returned home. When he returned to his room, he found that Han Qiulu had woken up, but her face was pale and her body was covered in cold sweat, and she was trembling continuously. No matter how she looked, she seemed to be about to die.

"You are back." Han Qiulu was not surprised at all. She was not dead and came to a strange place. There was no other place except Wu Tong's house who was running away with her.

But Wu Tong was also hasty and took her home. Those special operation troops like mad dogs would definitely chase after them all the way with the smell of blood. At that time, not only Han Qiulu would die, but even Wu Tong and his father might have problems.

"Squad leader, how are you doing? Is it important?" Wu Tong asked nervously. He originally wanted to invite his father to come and help Han Qiulu have surgery, but he was afraid that doing so would involve his father. This was caused by him. If he dragged his father in with him, he would never feel at ease if something happened.

"The bullet hit me is very special. It is constantly eliminating my superpowers. Once my superpowers are completely eliminated, I will die. When I die, you throw my body to the outer door. Those people from the special operation force will definitely not make things difficult for you." Han Qiulu said gritting her teeth, enduring the severe pain in her body.

"If I take out the bullet for you, you should be fine." Reason told Wu Tong that Han Qiulu's words were the best solution. As long as Han Qiulu died and the special operations troops got her body, they would most likely not cause trouble for the father and son again, but their human emotions made Wu Tong go on another path.

I kept recalling the medical-related issues he had done in my mind over the years. After he recalled this, he found that he really had theoretical knowledge related to it. Of course, there was only theory, no practice.

"No, if you go to the hospital, you will definitely be implicated." Han Qiulu thought Wu Tong wanted to take her to the hospital.

"No, I've learned some surgery with my dad. If you don't worry, I'll help you with surgery to remove the bullet."

Wu Tong's words made Han Qiulu silent for a moment, and she didn't want to die either.

"Okay, then I'll trouble you."

Hearing this, Wu Tong hurriedly bought a lot of surgical supplies at home, whether it was various tools, shadowless lights, or even a simple operating table.

"How come your family has these things?" Han Qiulu was a little confused. Does this serious person have these things at home?

She even saw some high-end medicines and top-level equipment that were only circulated in the upper class.

"It was given by some of my father's patients. According to my father, if it weren't for his rejuvenation, those patients might not have the chance to give him gifts, so they could only hang them on the wall to worship every year, so they would send something for every festival." Wu Tong felt that this was no secret, so he came out, just thinking that it was a bit unlucky if you don't send rice, flour, grain, oil, and so on during festivals.

But these were given to his father, so it was hard for him to say, after all, it was someone else's wish.

"Then your father's patient is really special, he actually gave medicine." Han Qiulu also had this idea. She actually had such a strange nobleman?

"Yes, but since it's someone else's intention, my father couldn't refuse, so he took it away. Come on, stretch out his hand and I'll give you anesthetics, and local anesthetics are enough." After Wu Tong finished the preparation, he calculated Han Qiulu's anesthetic dose and prepared to inject Han Qiulu.

Han Qiulu was not afraid of it, so she stretched out her hand on the spot.

"By the way, the squad leader, I forgot to ask just now, where was you shot?" Wu Tong asked after injecting the anesthetic. Because there were too many blood stains, Wu Tong was a little strange for a moment.

"Chest." Han Qiulu said embarrassedly.

"That offended the squad leader, I'm ready to have surgery." Wu Tong took out the tools and lifted his clothes. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but take a breath: "Hiss, squad leader, is the fat on your chest so much?"

Han Qiulu had a black thread at the end. She wanted to explain it to Wu Tong. It was called breasts, not fat, but she couldn't open her mouth. She didn't know if it was because the anesthetic was too overwhelming or she didn't dare to speak.

However, the anesthetic is indeed very powerful. Not only does it take effect quickly, but it also has good quality. When Wu Tong took action, she did not feel any pain at all.

At this time, Wu Tong's whole mind was rotating rapidly. Every step and every time he took the knife, he accurately calculated the results, and the calculated results were fed back to his hands through his own nerves, which made Wu Tong's every time he took the knife, where he thought.

Rich theoretical knowledge gave him the foundation, and his efficient and precise body made him comparable to a human-like camera. Every movement was consistent with the thoughts in his mind, and there would be no situation where his mind could do it or his hands could not do it.

After taking out the bullet, suture, apply medicine, and bandage it in one go. It was completely impossible to tell that it was the first surgery, but it looked like a veteran who had been around for a long time.

"Okay, the squad leader, it's just right, the anesthetics should have passed, let's take some anti-inflammatory drugs to prevent inflammation." Wu Tong looked at Han Qiulu who was gradually moving and fed her an anti-inflammatory drug that looked like a sugar pill.

Han Qiulu swallowed instinctively, and looked at Wu Tong fiddling with the drip needle, feeling a little magical. Her classmates would actually perform surgery on her at this age.

Not to mention Han Qiulu, Wu Tong felt that his squad leader was actually a supernatural person.

"By the way, squad leader, for the sake of saving your life, you pretend to be my girlfriend and help fool my dad." Wu Tong felt that now was a good opportunity. Anyway, this matter has become such a bad thing, so it would be better to just use it and let him get less beaten.

"Are you sure?" Han Qiulu widened her eyes and looked at Wu Tong in disbelief. When is it now? Do you still want these things?

Don’t worry that the special operation troops will break in and take your family away as soon as you open your mouth?

"As long as you agree, everything is easy to do. Let me tell you, my father has a lot of medicine here. If your injury is not available, it will definitely worsen. Even if the bullet is taken out, it will be infected, and you will have to be recuperated after the operation." Wu Tong said in a very clear way.

"Aren't you afraid that the Special Operations Force will come to you?"

Han Qiulu's words made Wu Tong silent for a moment: "It's okay, just have a meal, and I'll give you the subsequent medicines at that time."

Although this is a bit of a favor, it has already caused trouble. If he doesn't pay back his money, wouldn't he really be in trouble?

"Okay, just once." Han Qiulu was also silent. Although it would be a threat to stay for dinner, she might not be able to survive without subsequent medicine. Of course, if she forced her, Wu Tong's personality would definitely give it to her, but she couldn't do it in her heart.

"Okay, you wear your clothes well, don't overflow the smell of blood. My father's nose is so sensible. My father discovered it when I come back and change my clothes." Wu Tong said in a nagging manner, and tried to bandage another layer with a bandage.

"No, I'll say I'll come to Tiankui at that time." Han Qiulu looked at Wu Tong with a fool's eyes. Normal people wouldn't ask such questions, so Wu Tong had this kind of thought.

Wu Tong's movements stopped and he found that what Han Qiulu said was not justified, but very reasonable. This excuse was simply perfect, but unfortunately he couldn't use it.

As time passed, the sky gradually dimmed, and the anesthetic power on Han Qiuling's body finally completely subsided. Although he could not move freely due to his wound, at least his supernatural powers had recovered.

During this period, Wu Tong also tried to ask about Han Qiu's supernatural powers, but they were all confused by the other party, and said that ordinary people should not understand these things, which is not good for him.

"Wu Qifeng, wherever you are, the lights are not turned on." Wu Mingkong returned home and saw that the room was pitch black and the lights were not turned on at all. He couldn't help but shout loudly.

Wu Tong couldn't help but feel excited. He suddenly remembered that his three-pound question had not started yet.

"On the upper floor, go down right away." Wu Tong hurriedly replied.

Han Qiulu looked at Wu Tong with a strange look: "Why is your father calling you Wu Qifeng? Isn't your name Wu Tong?"

"That's my name. My surname is Wu and my name is Tong, and my name is Qifeng. The elders and people close to me are called Qifeng, not Wutong." Wu Tong explained to Han Qiulu seriously.

"By the way, remember to help me complete it later. I forgot to do the questions when I was entertaining you." Wu Tong said hurriedly as he looked at Han Qiulu who suddenly realized his enlightenment.

"Don't worry, since I promised you, I will definitely do it for you." Han Qiulu also knew the service attitude. If Wu Tong was really unlucky, it would be difficult for her to live.

"Sure, come down with me to meet my dad."

After Wu Lin finished speaking, he pulled Han Qiulu downstairs and saw his father busy in the kitchen.

"Dad, this is Qiulu, my girlfriend." Wu Tong pulled Han Qiulu into the kitchen. Seeing Wu Mingkong's appearance of cooking, Han Qiulu couldn't help but shrink his pupils in his eyes. You call this cooking.

I saw the sword lights everywhere in the sky, and all the ingredients were dissected by Wu Mingkong in a strange way. Just one sword light was taken down, the fish was removed from the bones, the chicken was removed from the bones, the pork was diced, and the beef was chunks, and it was evenly even.

It would be fine if you just cut meat. Isn’t it a bit abnormal when you cut meat while washing vegetables and finish it at the same time? Especially the vegetable, which was just covered with mud, and the water was so clean that it was unreasonable.

Then there is some scientific basis. Just within two minutes of coming back, you will cut vegetables and put them in the pot and turn them on. Isn’t it too much to wait for the cook?

"Here you come, sit outside first, it's time to do it." Wu Mingkong looked back and said.

"As long, dad, do it slowly." Wu Tong pulled Han Qiulu in the living room outside and sat in the living room, feeling relieved. This was the first level.

"That's how your father usually cooks?"

"Yes, is there anything strange?" Wu Tong was a little surprised. Isn't this how you cook?

Wu Tong was even more confused about Han Qiulu’s doubts. Isn’t this how cooking is done?

Ten minutes later, the steaming food was set on the table, and Han Qiulu became even more terrifying. It would be fine if you cook for ten minutes. Is it wrong to serve braised fish, stewed chicken soup and other things together?

"Uncle, isn't it a bit abnormal for you to cook so quickly?" Han Qiulu said with some tactfulness.

"Is it abnormal?" Wu Mingkong looked at Wu Tong. He felt that he was slow to serve the dishes today, which may be because of the extra dishes.

Wu Tong was also a little confused. This was not normal. Then when he thought about time, he suddenly realized: "It's a bit abnormal, but it can be understood. It's normal for my father to cook two more dishes today and wait for two minutes."

Han Qiulu looked terrified, "You father and son are poisonous, who told you that the abnormality is that the cooking speed is slow, but the cooking speed is too fast."

"Yes, it's me wrong, I'm too impatient." Han Qiulu said with a stiff face.

"Come on, eat, taste my skills." Wu Mingkong finished speaking and gave Wu Tong a look.

Wu Tong smiled knowingly, said he received it, and then picked up a large piece of beef for himself and chewed it in his mouth: "Let me tell you, my father's skills are unique."

"Hiss!!!" Wu Mingkong couldn't help but take a breath when he saw this scene, and slapped Wu Tong on the back of the head: "What's your look? I asked you to pick up food for Qiu Lu, why did you eat it yourself? Is my look meant to let you eat it?"

After a slap, Wu Tong was also shocked: "Damn, Dad, that's what you mean."

This time, not only Wu Mingkong was shocked, but even Han Qiulu was shocked. Even Han Qiulu could see this look, but you didn’t see it?

"No need for uncle, I will pick it up by myself, I will pick it up by myself." She didn't expect that the father and son were so straightforward.

Wu Mingkong then slowed down, glanced at Wu Tong, and said with a little regret: "Look at Qiu Lu, look at you, I don't know what Qiu Lu likes you."

"I just like his stupid appearance, just like that, it's very safe, and I guarantee that no other foxes like him." Han Qiulu thought for a moment. Judging from her fat chest and her actions of picking up food just now, it seemed that she could like this little bit...

Wu Tong glared at Han Qiulu, he was no longer effective.

"Yes, he has been unsophisticated since he was a child. Fortunately, I had the foresight and let him wander in the ocean of topics since he was a child, which made his brain barely keep up with his two uncles I trained." Wu Mingkong said that you have really vision and you can see Wu Tong's essence at a glance. This guy's mind is indeed not very intelligent. Of course, this is not very intelligent in Wu Mingkong's eyes.
Chapter completed!