Chapter 309 - 220: Code of the Simp
[Saint Rive Center Hospital, Surgery Clinic]
A patient looked at the medication list in his hand and carefully asked: "Doctor, I just got burned by a cigarette, won’t a little ointment be enough? Do I really have to take these oral medications?"
Wen Ye patiently explained: "Don’t underestimate burns. Although your wound is small, it is quite deep. If you don’t treat it with both internal and external medications, it could lead to severe infection."
"We once had a patient who didn’t take a burn seriously, and his condition quickly worsened, leading to amputation in the end."
Upon hearing the word ’amputation’, the patient was terrified and quickly gathered the list, thanking repeatedly: "Thank you, doctor!"
After the patient left, Wen Ye stretched lazily.
The commission is in hand, feeling comfortable.
This was the last patient. Wen Ye went to the changing room to change clothes, ready to leave work.
He rode a bicycle away from the hospital, greeting and bidding farewell to colleagues along the way, appearing friendly.
He arrived at a nearby mall, parked the bicycle on the roadside, and walked towards the underground garage.
Not long after, he came out, having switched his ride to a sports car worth millions.
He drove the sports car towards the coast, speeding down the coastal highway.
It was nighttime, and there were generally no cars on the coastal highway, so he drove fast.
The car stereo was playing intense rock music, his head nodding to the beat, repeatedly muttering "Oh yeah, oh yeah."
Suddenly, the car headlights illuminated a small figure ahead on the road.
Wen Ye nearly panicked, slamming on the brakes.
"Screech——" The sports car left a long skid mark, coming to a sudden stop in front of the figure.
"Beep beep——"
Wen Ye frantically honked the horn, sticking his head out the window, cursing: "Looking to die, pink hair! Standing in the middle of the road at night, are you rushing to reincarnate? I *curse the seaside* your whole family!"
Dongdong, hands in pockets and shaking her legs, spat the bubblegum from her mouth onto the car window with a "tui."
Wen Ye roared angrily: "My brand new car!!!"
He was about to get out to argue when he noticed someone approaching from the side under the car lights.
Wen Ye’s heart sank: Could this be a scam?
Reacting quickly, he turned the steering wheel and stepped on the gas, ready to shake off the group and drive away.
Dongdong activated the artificial spine, instantly becoming a blur as she attacked the car.
"Bang!" She punched the front windshield, dragging the screaming Wen Ye out of the cabin and threw him onto the ground.
Su Mo walked over and kicked the stunned Wen Ye: "Yo, living pretty well, huh? A mere attending doctor driving a sports car worth millions, must have scammed quite a few patients, right?"
Wen Ye asked in fear: "Who are you people?"
"You’ll find out." Su Mo nodded to Dongdong, "Take him away."
Dongdong picked Wen Ye up, looking at the sports car: "What about his car? It’s not right to just leave it here, is it?"
Su Mo said matter-of-factly: "Of course not, we’re decent citizens of New Moon City, we need to maintain the city’s image while abroad."
"Call the brothers and get someone who knows the way to drive the car away and sell it. It’s foolish not to make money when there’s a chance."
"Got it." Dongdong punched Wen Ye until he fainted.
...
"Splash." Cold water hit his face.
Wen Ye awoke, finding himself in a dimly lit small room.
Su Mo and Dongdong stood on each side.
Su Mo got straight to the point: "Let’s cut to the chase. The night before last, you admitted a little girl with Rh-negative blood, named Chen You. Who did you give her organ model data to?"
Wen Ye swallowed his throat, his gaze wavering: "I don’t know what you’re talking about."
Su Mo shook his head: "Must you waste my time?"
He patted Dongdong’s shoulder.
Dongdong, holding a baseball bat, stepped forward and grabbed Wen Ye’s hand, pressing it onto the table.
Wen Ye couldn’t break free, asking in horror: "What are you going to do?!"
Dongdong blinked: "Hit you, isn’t it obvious?"
"Bang!" The baseball bat slammed onto Wen Ye’s hand, directly breaking all five fingers.
"Ah!!!!" Wen Ye let out a heart-wrenching scream, pee leaking from the pain.
Su Mo seeing this said helplessly: "Dong, there are only ten fingers in total, one hit breaks five, another hit will ruin them all. How can I continue questioning later?"
Dongdong scratched her head: "Then what should we do?"
Su Mo grabbed a finger from Wen Ye’s other hand, pressing it onto the table, saying seriously: "One by one."
"Makes sense, I’ve learned." Dongdong grabbed the finger and slammed the bat handle onto it.
"Bang!" The finger was flattened instantly.
"Ah!!!!" Wen Ye screamed again.
Su Mo returned to the chair and said casually: "Once the fingers are done, there are toes, once the toes are done and still not talking, we’ll go inch by inch up the wrists."
There weren’t many torture methods used.
Just after the second finger was smashed, Wen Ye collapsed: "Stop hitting!!! I’ll talk!!! I’ll talk!!!"
Su Mo: "Speak."
Wen Ye cried, face full of anguish, voice trembling uncontrollably: "Wacai... I told General Wacai..."
Su Mo: "Who is this General Wacai?"
Wen Ye: "He’s the leader of an armed group across the sea..."
Su Mo: "What relationship do you have with him?"
Wen Ye: "A cooperative relationship... He deals in organ business, regularly sends me organ data of some clients, asking me to keep an eye out in the hospital for matching data."
"If there are matches, he sends someone to smuggle across and kidnap the target to the Land of No Master..."
Su Mo: "What’s he look like? How many men does he have? Where specifically is his base located?"
Wen Ye: "I don’t know..."
Su Mo pressed the gun to his head: "Don’t know?!"
Wen Ye’s eyes widened as he shouted: "I really don’t know! We only contact online, I’ve never seen him, never been to his base!"
Dongdong grabbed his middle finger, "Bang!" once again flattened it.
"Eeek!!!!" Wen Ye broke down, cried, and screamed, "I really don’t know!!! Stop hitting!!!!"