The pirate's crazy sword soul

The death of the Celestial Dragon on Malinfando is undoubtedly extremely important news.

But Yongen thought about the plots he had seen in his previous life, but he couldn't remember anything like this.

"Did I miss it?"

Or is it that this matter was covered up by the government, so that it did not cause any waves in the original work?

Yongen, who was lying by the window, was thinking in his mind.

At the same time, Zefa and Zeng Guo, who happened to be together for a meeting, rushed to the medical room as soon as they received the news.

"Can he be saved?" Looking at the Tianlong man lying on the hospital bed, Warring States turned to the female military doctor with a calm expression.

"He lost too much blood and could not be saved. Even if he was operated on immediately, he would go into shock and die during the operation."

The female military doctor shook her head.For an injury of this magnitude, unless you have some kind of strange fruit ability, there is nothing you can do with ordinary medical skills.

After the words fell, everyone looked at the colonel with a trace of pity in their eyes.

There is no doubt that the navy responsible for escorting the Tianlong people will bear all the consequences. Even the death penalty may be considered a light punishment.

"Once the Tianlong people die, maybe the family members of these navy will also be buried with them..." Zefa sighed at this time.

After this incident, the anger on the Wulaoxing side cannot be easily calmed down, and their headquarters will have to give a decent explanation by then.

When the naval captain heard this, he immediately knelt down.

"I'm sorry! This is all because of my negligence. I am willing to bear any punishment. Please let my family go..."

"Stierres, that's why I told you to learn to be smarter before." Warring States shook his head with some resentment, "If you learn more about Garp and pretend to be sick and ask for leave to go back to your hometown to visit relatives, then that's right How good is it?”

Yes, Garp took leave and returned to Donghai last month. He has not returned to his base until now, and he doesn’t know what the old guy is doing again.

Maybe he has a new love in his hometown, an old lady?

Warring States thought so in his heart.

And the other side.

"Stiers?"

Wait... why is this name so familiar?

Yongen, who was lying near the window sill, frowned subconsciously.

"Still a colonel..."

"Leo's father...is that his name?"

He muttered under his breath.

"I think it's better not to do the operation. If you die on the operating table, most of the doctors here will probably be involved." Zefa said at this time.

Unexpectedly, he just finished speaking.

"You bastards!"

A female Celestial Dragon who was also wearing a white luxurious robe and was extremely fat, with a thick bandage wrapped around her head, limped into the medical room with the support of two of her guards.

"Hillary Palace?" Several marines looked at her in shock.

"An operation is necessary! Otherwise, you guys will all be buried with my husband!"

Hillary yelled hysterically, grabbing the collar of one of the military doctors with both hands, "Didn't you hear what I said? Believe it or not, I will ask someone to kill your whole family immediately!"

The atmosphere at the scene became suffocating again.

If you don't do surgery, you will die, and if you do surgery, you will probably die...

A group of military doctors looked at each other.

Zefa and Warring States stood aside from the beginning to the end, choosing to watch indifferently.

"Donna, do you want to try it?" The gray-haired old military doctor turned to look at the female military doctor and asked.

"Move him to the operating table."

The female military doctor named Donna nodded.

If it's not cured, you'll die, but if it's cured, there's still a glimmer of hope for survival, right?

Anyway, she grew up alone in the base since she was a child. She has no relatives, and she doesn't care whether she kills her whole family or not.

"But the prerequisite is that I have to perform this operation alone."

"Alone?"

"Donna!"

The old military doctor looked at her with extremely shocked eyes.

This woman clearly wants to take all the blame!

"I don't care how many people you do, if you can't save my husband, just wait to be sentenced to death!"

Hillary Clinton's saliva is still flying.

But at this time...

"Sorry to bother you..."

Outside the window, Yongen, who had always been in OB state, suddenly poked half of his head in, looked at everyone in the medical room and said, "How about you count me in?"

Crowd: ? ? ?

"Where did this kid come from?"

The soldiers and military doctors all cast their gazes on the white-haired boy outside the window.

"Which kid comes here to cause trouble? Are you tired of living?"

Hilary, who was furious, subconsciously wanted to take out a gun from her arms when she saw this, but Zefa stepped in and blocked her in front of her.

"Yongen, go home quickly and don't cause trouble here." Zefa winked wildly at Yongen.

Warring States raised his eyebrows and said with some interest: "Is this kid Yong En?"

This is not the first time that he has heard of Yongen's name from Zefa, and according to his old friend, Yongen seems to be a rare genius that he has never seen in so many years. Akainu is even worse.

But when I saw you today...

"You said he was very talented, did you mean in medicine?" Warring States looked at Zefa and asked.

Zefa: "..."

"Yes, I am indeed very talented in medicine."

Yongen took over what Warring States had said, ignoring Zeffa's suggestive eyes, and looked at Hilary Palace and said: "Sister, I said I have a way to save your husband, do you believe me?" ?"

"elder sister?"

Hilary Gong, who was almost forty years old, coughed secretly when she heard this, but then said with suspicion: "You are a brat who hasn't even grown hair yet, and you said you can save people." ? What a joke!"

"Are you kidding me? You'll know if you try it?"

Yongen said, jumping forward, turning over from the window and saying, "How about we make a bet?"

"Another bet?"

The familiar opening remarks made Zefa's eyelids twitch subconsciously, fearing that his new disciple would say something like "whoever loses will call the other person's father" again.

"What's the bet?" Hillary looked at Yongen in confusion.

"It's very simple. If I can bring your husband back to life, you give me 100 million Baileys as revenge for me curing him. If I fail to save him, I will... In front of everyone, he swallowed his sword and committed suicide right here. What do you think?"

"Only 100 million Baileys? Yes, I promise you."

Naturally, Hillary Clinton wouldn't care about such a small amount of money. You know, the pocket money he gets from his parents every month is far more than this.

But at this moment when the two were making a bet.

"Wow!"

Saint Varistor, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes, and passed out immediately.