Chapter 151: Successful treatment, advancement to the second level.

Wu Suowei, who was walking in Warehouse 11, couldn't help but look grim. He had already heard everything about the staff dormitory.

There was no trace of Li Jiale at all, and the doctor beside him showed impatience on his face.

They complained, thinking it was a joke.

"Enough!!!" Wu Suowei shouted angrily.

Manager Ding’s move was extremely vicious.

If Li Jiale died, then the contents of Li Jiale's resignation application, whether true or not, will be deemed true.

Someone was killed. Not only will the special department of Warehouse 11 investigate, but even the police will come in.

As the parties involved, Wu Suowei and Wu Xie will definitely be invited over for tea, and Director Ding, as the leader, will also be invited over.

Once his leader exaggerates the matter, even if nothing happens at the police station, he will face prejudice and discrimination from his colleagues when he returns to Warehouse 11.

Damn old man, Wu Suowei cursed inwardly, the dormitories have been checked, so the only thing left is the office area.

Wu Suowei immediately led the medical staff to the office area. As soon as the door of the office area was opened, a faint fishy smell mixed with the sweat of the employees of Warehouse 11 was smelled.

With Wu Suo's enhanced sense of smell, it was particularly obvious.

Found it, Wu Suowei immediately followed the smell of blood and searched for him with faster and faster steps.

The medical staff following behind could basically keep up by jogging.

The smell became stronger and stronger, and Wu Suo's speed became faster and faster, almost jogging.

"No, no, young man, let us know when you find it."

"It's too exhausting. Being young is good. We are powerless."

The medical staff following behind him had been running almost all the way. Wu Suowei suddenly turned back and looked at them, panting.

Then he slung their medicine box over his shoulder and followed the smell again.

Huge sounds of controversy and scolding reached Wu Suo's ears. It was the fierce argument between Wu Xie and Supervisor Ding.

But at this moment, he paid no attention to their quarrel. The only thing in his mind now was to save Li Jiale.

Because this is not only a matter of Li Jiale's life, but also a matter of their credibility.

Once Manager Ding finds any opportunity, he and Wu Xie will hold on to it like a mad dog.

As long as Li Jiale gets into trouble, his and Wu Xie's reputation will be ruined, not only in Warehouse 11, but also in the Tibetan ancient world outside. By then, the two people with bankrupt credit will have a big stain on their reputation.

Wu Suowei with a gloomy face passed by the two people who were arguing, and quickly pulled two bewildered lamp holders towards the bloody place in the crowd.

The lamp holders, who were in pain from being caught, resisted, but Wu Suowei's hands held them like iron clamps.

Coupled with the fast speed, the two people were directly knocked to the ground, and were dragged by Wu Suowei the entire time.

"Why are you pulling us? Let go!!!"

"What are you doing? Let go, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

"Be a witness. I have found Li Jiale." Wu Suowei said as he quickened his pace. When the people holding the lanterns in their hands heard that Li Jiale had been found and they were still needed to be witnesses, they began to cooperate.

It's just that their faces were distorted and they looked very uncomfortable.

Just as Wu Suowei was speaking, Jia Kezi, who had been listening attentively with his eyes closed, opened his eyes.

"Wu Suowei said he has found it. Let's go and see if Wu Xie is crazy!"

After that, under the leadership of Jia Kezi, a group of lamplighters immediately chased after Wu Suowei.

Wu Suowei found the room and kicked the door open. He looked at Li Jiale slumped in the chair and the bloodstains on the ground.

"Li Jiale," Wu Suowei called out. At this time, Li Jiale's pulse was weak and he fainted in the chair without any response.

Seeing three people walking towards Li Jiale, Heiba ​​showed a trace of panic, and then he immediately covered up his behavior.

Put all the blame on the unconscious Li Jiale.

"Look, he, he suddenly lost his mind, and we haven't even finished our two bottles of beer yet." Wu Suowei, who was putting a pressure bag on Li Jiale, ignored Heiba ​​who was trying to push the responsibility.

After the bleeding stopped temporarily, Wu Suowei looked at Li Jiale. He was already pale and in shock. His pulse was very weak and his breathing was erratic.

"His pulse is too weak and he has lost too much blood. He should be sent to the medical room immediately. When you lift him, make sure his head is low and his feet are high. Send him there quickly!"

Just as the two men carried Li Jiale out of the door, Wu Xie and Jia Kezi came over with a few people, and the lamplighters hurried to help.

Seeing a few more people coming, Hei Ba became impatient again: "He said he was under a lot of pressure at work in Warehouse 11. And this little brother, he said he was in a bad mood and wanted to talk to me."

"I bought him two bottles of beer, and he told me that the pressure of working in Warehouse 11 was extremely high."

"Shut up!" Wu Suowei shouted angrily with a heavy face.

As an assessor of the maintenance department, all the information in Li Jiale's job registration form came to his mind.

There is also information about people with matching blood types.

"Jia Kezi, the intercom is disconnected. Li Jiale, 28 years old, lives in Tianquanshan Road, blood type A."

"Yu Yibo, blood type A, Wu Zhishuo, He Qun, Xu Feng, Lin Yi, Ye Qiu, thank you for the invitation. Jia Kezi quickly called these people to the infirmary for blood transfusion."

"Wu Xie, go to the infirmary and take care of it."

As soon as the voice came out, Jia Kezi and Wu Xie took on their respective responsibilities without any hesitation.

After the two men left, Wu Suowei looked at Hei Ba and the dagger in the blood on the ground with a serious expression. Under his gaze, Hei Ba's face showed panic.

Wu Suowei didn't say anything because he knew that the investigation of this matter belonged to the Special Preparations Department.

As for the results of the investigation, Manager Ding has the final say. As for Heiba, he was caught red-handed and his credit is now bankrupt.

Even if Wu Suowei didn't do it himself, this person would have a hard time after staying in Warehouse 11.

The two of them were stuck in this awkward situation for no more than five minutes.

Supervisor Ding came with a group of people from the special department to clean up the mess, and looked at Old Ding with narrowed eyes.

Wu Suowei walked over and tapped Manager Ding’s chest: “Manager Ding, this is truly a beast in human form.”

"Really? Then thank you for your compliment." Manager Ding said with a fake smile on his face.

Wu Suowei looked at his slapping face, wondering what he was thinking, then turned and headed for the infirmary.

Three minutes passed in a flash, and everyone they met was talking about Hei Ba forcing Li Jiale to commit suicide.

Wu Suowei and others rescued an employee despite the obstruction.

Although everyone knew who was behind this incident, no one said it out loud. It seemed as if everyone had spoken with one voice.

After arriving at the infirmary, I saw Wu Xie pacing outside the operating room. The man behind him holding the lamp had a soft look on his face. "What's the situation now?" Wu Suowei looked at him and asked.

"I do not know."

"Yeah, it's been so long and he still hasn't come out."

The person who was called also had a lamplighter standing outside the medical room answering in a low voice, for fear of disturbing the doctor.

Wu Suowei nodded, leaned against the wall with his arms folded, and waited.

Just as everyone was getting anxious, it seemed like countless years had passed, and then, with a rustle, the curtain of the operating room was pulled open.

"Come out, come out."

As everyone expected, a doctor in surgical gown walked out, looked at everyone, took off his mask, and smiled.

"Thanks to the timely rescue, enough people received blood transfusions and the blood was completely compatible, so there was no allergic reaction."

"He is now out of danger."

After hearing what the doctor said, the attitude of the crowd, who were originally hostile to the two people, changed 180 degrees. They couldn't help but applaud the two people.

The prolonged applause was greeted by a person who spoiled the mood. He pulled the bolt with his hand. When the employees inside saw this person, it seemed as if they had discussed it beforehand and the applause stopped immediately.

Manager Ding's face was dark: "Wu Xie, Wu Suowei." After that, he waved his hand and asked the two people to follow him out. The two walked out of the door, closed the door, and looked at Manager Ding's back.

Wu Xie's voice was filled with sarcasm: "Manager Ding, I told you that Li Jiale will not die. So what? What else do you want to do?"

Old Ding still looked unconvinced and indignant. He snorted with disdain and turned around with a cold look in his eyes.

"Go get the clothes for the warehouse staff on the second floor. You have passed."

The two men ignored him and walked towards the direction leading to the second floor. After taking a few steps, they heard Manager Ding's dissatisfied voice.

"Hey, you forgot to take this!" He raised the green letter in his hand and shook it.

Indicating that the thing in his hand was very important, Wu Xie turned around and looked at him coldly: "What is that?"

"The admission letter." Manager Ding raised the corner of his mouth and saw Wu Xie coming to take it. He avoided Wu Xie's hand with a playful look on his face.

“Everything may not be as it seems.”

"Warehouse 11 is far more complicated than you think, and the water behind it is even deeper."

A sneer appeared on Wu Xie's face. "I have nothing to fear anymore. As I said before, I will continue to investigate the matter of Warehouse 11."

"I believe the truth will come to light one day."

Manager Ding smiled and pointed at Wu Xie: "I found out that you don't have much time left to live."

As he said this, he fiddled with Wu Xie's level name tag and said, "No wonder you're so difficult to deal with, because you have nothing to be afraid of."

Manager Ding smiled and said, "I'll give you a suggestion. When you enter the second level, you will have a deeper understanding of me and Warehouse 11.

After that, he made an arrogant gesture with arrogant confidence: "What do you think? Do you dare to bet?"

Wu Xie was not afraid at all. He snatched the two notices from his hands and walked in front of Wu Suowei. Applause from Manager Ding came from behind.

"The decisive battle has not yet begun, take care of yourself."

Wu Suowei glanced at him indifferently, then went to get clothes and other supplies for the employees on the second floor.

Wu Suowei was idle for the next few days. He went to take a look at the safety of the shop.

I was busy collecting antiques in Warehouse 11 to save money. The money from the sale of the bronze jug had already arrived.

The price is not bad, once others know there is a treasure map inside.

After selling tens of millions, he gave part of it to Fatty Wang, and with the rest, Wu Suowei was thinking about whether to build a small auction house. This matter had been handed over to Xiao Li.

The following was a peaceful time, and there was no need to worry about the fat man's condition. The only thing that worried Wu Suo was that Supervisor Ding had not made any move.

Before the decisive battle, no one knows what he is plotting, but the only thing that is certain is that once the decisive battle comes, he will physically destroy the opponent.

Wu Suowei reminded Wu Xie of this matter several times, but as for how to deal with it, he left it to Wu Xie first.

In the medical room, Wu Suowei sat beside Li Jiale's bed, just looking at him as if he was an idiot.

"Are you stupid enough to believe a blank check?"

"Don't ask what you have done for Director Ding. Ask what Director Ding has done for you. Are you just venting your anger and killing yourself?"

Li Jiale, who was sitting on the hospital bed, was in the recovery period. He ate three bowls of rice in a row and showed no intention of stopping.

He seemed to be only focused on eating, with his head full of vegetable leaves and not a single tofu pudding.

A trace of helplessness appeared on Wu Suowei's face. It was really too tiring to talk to a stupid person.

"My ribbon?"

Li Jiale, who was eating, had a hint of doubt in his eyes. He was too embarrassed to ask, so he kept shouting "Wula Wula, Ribbon, Ribbon" twice.

What the hell is a ribbon? Wu Suowei covered his head with his hands and looked at this stupid guy through his fingers.

I really can't stay in this place any longer. I even want to beat him up. I think Fatty has an appointment tomorrow.

"You take your time to figure it out. I'm going home first. I have things to do."

In the evening, with a cool breeze, two people were walking aimlessly on the road.

Not knowing where to go or where to stop, in the 1970s, this aimless walking was called "zamalu", but nowadays people mostly call it "shopping" or "strolling".

A-Tu looked at Wu Suowei who was walking in front of him, and a cross appeared on his head.

She was originally quite happy to be called out to join the road fighting.

After being called out, she just kept walking and walking without saying a word, and her legs became thin from walking so much.

"Hey, don't we need to do something? Just keep walking like this?" Ato was a little impatient.

Wu Suowei tilted his head and thought for a while, then pouted and said, "What else do we have to do? What do you want me to do to you?"

"Ah." A-Tuo's face turned red and he fanned himself with his hands: "Nonsense, how could I be that kind of person?"

After saying that, Atuo covered his head with his hands and thought to himself: Oh my god, how could I say such a thing?
Wu Suowei ignored her and kept walking forward. When he reached a river, he stopped and glanced at A Tuo who was fanning himself with his hands.

There was a hint of doubt in her eyes. The weather wasn't that hot today, and her behavior was so strange. Knowing that she had a strange temper, he didn't pay much attention to her.

Instead, he said, "The days ahead will be tough. I'll take care of the store. You must be careful of Xue Wu's incompletely evolved cartilaginous worm."

The next morning, Wu Suowei and Atuo each carried two packets of cooking seasonings, their faces dark.

(End of this chapter)