Chapter 534 Doctor of the black marke
When the mob boss said that, Ren Xiaosu burst into laughter. His fucking horoscope sign was Pisces? So that was how they got their tattoos!
He looked at a mob boss with a tiger tattoo. âThen you must be born in the Year of the Tiger? And Iâm guessing that other guy was born in the Year of the Dragon?â
Those mob bosses looked at Ren Xiaosu calmly before gradually feeling that something was off. âWho the hell are you!â
When they saw Ren Xiaosu did not even have a single tattoo on him from head to toe, it was obvious he was just a normal guy. The other regulars had run off to the showers, yet this kid actually dared to enter the bath they were soaking in?!
But before they could question him further, they suddenly heard a din outside. Everyone turned around to look and were surprised to see someone helping a wounded man in.
One of the mob bosses frowned and asked, âWhat happened?â
The person supporting the big man replied, âWe ran into our foes. We won a lot of money from them back at the black market, but they were too scared to do anything to us there. Unfortunately, we bumped into them here and they attacked us. He got slashed twice!â
âLet me see.â The mob bosses got up and lifted the wounded manâs shirt to see two deep cuts, one each on his chest and back. As the wounds were very deep, it did not look too favorable for the injured man.
One of the mob bosses sighed. âBro, we canât get you to the hospital here in Stronghold 73, so Iâm afraid that your wounds canât be treated. Donât worry, weâll take good care of your wife and kids.â
The big manâs face was deathly pale. âBut I think I can still be savedâŠ.â
âIf you go to the hospital, wouldnât our presence in the stronghold be exposed?â one of the bosses said. âWhen that happens, the Zhou Consortium will capture all of us. Have you forgotten that we kidnapped some members of the Zhou Consortium two years ago? If we get caught, weâll definitely pay with our lives. Donât worry, weâre loyal brothers and definitely wonât let your wife and children starve to death.â
The wounded man rolled his eyes before losing consciousness.
However, a voice next to them said, âI can save him.â
Everyone turned around and saw Ren Xiaosu walk over in a bathrobe through the steam. âI can stitch him up and treat his wounds with a secret ancestral remedy. I guarantee that heâll fully recover within three days. However, I suppose itâs not too much to ask for 500,000 yuan in exchange for saving his life, right?â
âNo, not at all!â The wounded man regained consciousness. âI have money!â
Upon hearing that, Ren Xiaosu pretended to walk over to his locker to retrieve the black medicine and a sewing kit. The mob bosses were all stunned when they saw what Ren Xiaosu was holding in his hands. âIsnât that a sewing kit used for patching up clothes?â
âWhy are you being so picky at this point in time?â Ren Xiaosu raised an eyebrow. âIf it can save a life, thatâs a great outcome.â
While speaking, he started stitching up the wound with the sewing kit. As anesthetics werenât used, the big man was in so much pain he nearly went into shock.
The mob bosses looked at one another. They knew they definitely couldnât go to the hospital while they were in the Zhou Consortiumâs stronghold. But over the next few days, there would probably be even more wounded people coming in, and even a minor wound could prove fatal.
If there were really a âshady doctorâ like Ren Xiaosu around, it might just prove to be a blessing for them. However, the mob bosses decided to wait and see if this person were really capable of treating injuries first.
Seeing how Ren Xiaosu remained calm at the sight of blood gushing out while stitching up the wound, the mob bosses were convinced that he at least had guts.
After suturing the wounds, Ren Xiaosu took out the black medicine from his bathrobe and applied it onto the wounds. The big manâs pale face rapidly regained a pink glow, and he was no longer sweating.
âHow is it? Are you feeling better?â asked one of the nearby mob mosses.
âItâs not painful anymore! It really isnât painful!â the big man said in astonishment. He turned to Ren Xiaosu and said, âThank you so much, young man!â
âGratitude received from Zheng Hongning, +1!â
Immediately, everyone looked at Ren Xiaosu. Someone smiled and asked kindly, âYoung man, how can we address you?â
âYâall can just call me Dr. Ren,â Ren Xiaosu said with a harmless smile.
âLook, why donât you come more often to the spa center during this period? Weâll cover all of your expenses here. In return, we only ask that you help treat anyone who comes in wounded. And not to worry, weâll still pay for the treatment accordingly!â
During the conversation, the wounded man had one of his men bring a gambling chip over. He said, âThis is a chip from the casino in the black market outside of Luoyang City. We normally donât keep our money in the consortiumsâ banks, and we donât carry cash around since thatâs inconvenient. However, you can still easily exchange this chip for cash at the black marketâs casino.â
Ren Xiaosu had a look at it and was surprised to see a â500â engraved in gold on the chip. It looked like this chip was worth 500,000 yuan.
The biggest denomination of chips used in ordinary casinos was usually 10,000 yuan. He did not expect that the spending power in Luoyang Cityâs black market would be so great they even had to specially cater to these mob bosses with 500,000 yuan chips to carry around and easily make transactions with.
This was as good as the currencies issued by the banks, with the casino chips the choice of currency for them.
Ren Xiaosu took the chip and examined it. At certain angles, he could even see a strange pattern on it moving around.
Next to him, one of the mob bosses explained, âThis is a laser engraving technique used for anti-counterfeiting purposes. The engraving is encrypted and only a specific instrument can decrypt it.â
Ren Xiaosu smiled. âSure, Iâll accept it. How about this? I wonât be coming here frequently, but if anyone requires medical attention, you all can just place a red cone at the entrance. When I see it, I will rush over as quickly as possible. Donât worry, there wonât be any problems.â
Ren Xiaosu wondered how he ended up as a doctor of the black market.
After this incident, Ren Xiaosu somehow became the most popular person in the spa center. Furthermore, ever since a wounded person came into the spa center, the place had ceased business operations, stating that renovations were in progress and they would not be open for business during the duration.
On the third day, when Ren Xiaosu saw a red cone at the entrance, he walked into the spa center. However, it turned out no one was wounded this time. The burly man who had previously been wounded looked at Ren Xiaosu in embarrassment and asked, âDr. Ren, can you please restitch me?â
Ren Xiaosu was stunned. âWhy do you request that?â
The burly man, Zheng Hongning, took off his clothes, revealing his chest. âLook, my chest was supposed to have a dragon tattoo on it, but you stitched it up crookedlyâŠâ
Ren Xiaosu looked at the big green dragon on his chest in silence. He noticed the dragonâs head and neck didnât quite match up.
Zheng Hongning said anxiously, âA tattoo represents our reputation, and a severed dragonâs head doesnât look auspicious either. Doctor Ren, do you provide any aftersales service or something?â
âSee, thatâs why I said that people in your choice of industry arenât suited to get tattoos. Since all you do is fight and kill, it requires more effort to stitch the wounds.â Ren Xiaosu said unhappily, âIâm a black market doctor, so refusing to provide aftersales service has always been our principle.â
Zheng Hongning was stunned. However, he couldnât do anything to his benefactor. He thought of having to soak in the hot springs bath with his brothers later on, and every one of them sported those realistic tattoos while his was a dragon with a severed headâŠ
At this moment, another burly man who was wounded got carried in. When this wounded mob boss saw that Ren Xiaosu was also here, he was overjoyed. âDr. Ren, please hurry up and treat my wounds.â
Ren Xiaosu thought for a moment and said, âI previously quoted 500,000 yuan for my service, right?â
Even though the wounded man was in tremendous pain, he still nodded his head quickly. âYes! I can afford to pay!â
âHow about this? Iâll offer you an additional service. Pay me 50,000 yuan more and Iâll stitch you up with your tattoo intact.â Ren Xiaosu had come up with a new business idea.
The wounded man glanced at the severed dragonâs head on Zheng Hongningâs chest and immediately nodded. â50,000 yuan? Deal!â
Zheng Hongning looked at Ren Xiaosu suspiciously. He could not help but feel that Ren Xiaosu had deliberately stitched his wound up crookedly. This black market doctor was indeed shady. He would do anything just to earn money!
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