Chapter 5 Carrot Killer
Actually, Mo Fei knew the person. Otherwise, even if you offered a high price, Mo Fei wouldn't have come out if it were an unfamiliar stranger.
Because running out like that wouldn't get him money; instead, the chances of being robbed were higher. Only if he knew the person and was sure he could get paid would Mo Fei go out.
The person who called Mo Fei was actually the young lady he saw during the day, um, that teacher, an education worker. This church was their classroom.
Because Mo Fei's clinic was close to their church, they chose him as their first choice for consultations. Mo Fei was very familiar with them, and they were also quite familiar with Mo Fei.
This church, located in Chinatown, mainly catered to the Chinese community, but not all of its employees were of Chinese descent.
After all, the Chinese were famous throughout the World for their love of learning foreign languages.
So, the employees inside included both Chinese and other ethnicities, such as French, German, Spanish, Slavic, and so on.
"You've finally arrived! Come in quickly!"
The nun let Mo Fei and Mindy in, looked left and right at the door, and then cautiously closed the door tightly.
When the nun led the way in front, Mo Fei saw her back... Mo Fei sighed. The teachers in this place of education have also begun to degenerate, not choosing simple and unadorned clothing, but pursuing strange clothes and fashion trends. Is this a good thing for a student like me who has been a good boy under the guidance of teachers since childhood?
The teachers haven't set a good example, which can easily lead us students down the path of crime!
Mindy was very calm.
Because she knew that her elder brother would at most flirt with these flamboyant sluts, but he wouldn't dare to do anything real.
Afraid of getting sick!
Her real enemies were those little bitches who looked pure and weak!
Of course, if Mo Fei suddenly got aroused and impulsively wanted to do something to these flamboyant sluts, then Mindy would teach him—the Iron Fist of love!
You must know that although she never loses her temper with Mo Fei, even Buddha has Fire!
Walking along the corridor on the second floor, sounds came from the doors that were not tightly closed. Mo Fei could hear that the people inside were playing table tennis.
The competition seemed a bit intense.
Was there also a physical education class here?
Mo Fei sighed a little. The teachers here really valued the all-round development of students' morality, intelligence, physique, and aesthetics. Unlike them back then, in junior high school, they had to practice for the high school entrance exam in sports; in high school, physical education classes were replaced by Chinese, math, and English teachers; and in college, they still had to practice boxing... There was no way to let you happily play table tennis!
Walking to the very end of the second floor, the nun knocked on the door: "Quintana, the Doctor you wanted has arrived."
Quintana?
Information about her popped up in Mo Fei's mind again. She seemed to be the star teacher of this church.
Perhaps because she was very beautiful, Mo Fei had a deeper impression of her.
Mo Fei was racking his brains to recall his memories of her when the door opened.
She was a very beautiful woman with long black hair, a pair of jewel-like black eyes, soft and full red lips, and a delicate and exquisite nose, looking beautiful, pure, gentle, and elegant.
Mo Fei himself felt that she looked familiar... Holy crap, she seemed to be his former goddess!
Mo Fei's heart ached. Why had the goddess fallen to the point of becoming a teacher? With your beauty, it would be good to mix in Hollywood!
If he had known earlier... he would have taken the goddess's class earlier. The goddess could only live on that meager teacher's salary now. One more student would always mean a little more income!
Even if the goddess's students came from poverty and had a very high chance of getting infectious diseases, which would also put him at risk of getting sick, but for the goddess—it was worth it!
"Why are you looking at me like that? Little Brother Mo Fei, don't you recognize me anymore?" The goddess Fujitora smiled slightly. She had also asked Mo Fei to see her a few times before and had teased Mo Fei, but she had never seen Mo Fei look at her like this.
Mindy also noticed that something was wrong with Mo Fei's expression, and her clear, watery eyes narrowed slightly, flashing a dangerous light... "Isn't this the first time I've seen you dressed like this!" Mo Fei smiled calmly.
The former Mo Fei didn't know Monica Bellucci, so naturally, he couldn't look at Quintana with such amazed eyes.
Meeting his former goddess here, Mo Fei was also sighing. After all, women like Yang Tianbao, who could climb to the upper echelons of the pyramid just by being beautiful, were still a minority. More beautiful women were like the goddess... Mo Fei felt that the women of San Fernando Valley were actually not much worse than the top Hollywood actresses...Pooh, what is San Fernando Valley? Why do I know about it?
Well, it's definitely not my fault, it's the fault of the parallel universe me!
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Quintana led Mo Fei and Mindy into the house.
Walking into the room, Mo Fei finally saw his son...Pooh, the patient!
A man lying half-reclined on the bed, with a cut on his left arm, wrapped in gauze, still oozing blood.
With a face full of stubble, wearing a gray-black jacket and jeans, looking like a loser, how blind was the goddess to have found such a... As for his injuries, Mo Fei felt that it should be a gunshot wound.
This man's willpower was amazing, his facial expression could still remain calm, and the depths of his eyes were like a deep pool, unfathomable.
"Gunshot wound?"
Mo Fei sat in front of him. Although he was probably right, he still had to confirm.
"Yes."
"When did you get shot?"
"About an hour and a half ago."
Mo Fei nodded. If it was an hour and a half ago, then the possibility of infection was not high, which made it much easier.
"Need something to drink?" Quintana stood beside him and said.
Mo Fei thought for a moment: "A glass of Water, thank you!"
Quintana: "..."
I suspect the other party is teasing me, but I don't have any evidence.
According to the medical procedure, Mo Fei first gave him a shot of painkiller to prevent the severe pain from accelerating blood flow, which would cause him to lose too much blood.
He unwrapped his gauze, then took out the scalpel he carried with him and stabbed it into his wound.
The bullet was not deep and did not injure the bone.
The whole process went smoothly. In less than five minutes, the bullet was taken out.
Then he stopped the bleeding, applied medicine, amoxicillin... and bandaged the man up.
"Okay!" Mo Fei breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, with his half-baked medical skills, taking bullets out of people was still a bit nerve-wracking, for fear that he would accidentally cut his artery.
Fortunately, his medical skills had just been upgraded.
[Treated professional killer Smith for a gunshot wound, gaining 2 experience points.]
"Thank you." Smith nodded slightly in thanks.
After five minutes of high mental tension, Mo Fei was a little thirsty. He casually picked up a glass of milk that Quintana didn't know where she got.
[This is a glass of milk full of life energy. Drinking it can slightly enhance your physique.]
Mo Fei: "Meow meow meow?"