Chapter 2350: What Path Are You On?

Aling looked at Ye Chen with disdain at this moment and said lightly: "Don't rush, I'll have someone draw your blood later, then upload your blood type and other relevant information online. Once a patient matches with you, I'll negotiate the price with them, and once settled, you just wait for the operating table."

The Indian doctor Hardik beside him hurriedly said: "Damn, I almost forgot there are still two lying on the operating table."

As he spoke, he quickly reached out and pulled open the white curtain beside him, and sure enough, as Ye Chen had guessed, it was a simple operating room with two operating tables, each currently occupied by a person.

The Indian doctor ran over to check the two people's conditions and said to Ma Shu: "Mr. Ma, the guests' conditions are basically stable now; they can be sent for recuperation."

"Good." Ma Shu nodded, waved his hand, and several Mexicans immediately stepped forward, lifted the man onto a stretcher, and carried him out.

Ma Shu then looked at the other person lying unconscious on the operating table and asked the doctor: "How is this guy's condition?"

Hardik looked, shook his head, and said: "Not good, too weak; probably won't last a few days."

As he spoke, he asked Ma Shu: "Have you found buyers for the other body parts?"

Ma Shu shook his head and said: "No match yet."

After saying that, Ma Shu said: "Never mind him, let him stay here; later tonight I'll have someone take him out and bury him."

Hardik said: "Then I won't bother with him either; my work for today is done, I'm going upstairs to sleep."

Ma Shu instructed: "Remember, there are still two surgeries tomorrow, don't wake up too late."

Hardik quickly nodded, then yawned and walked away.

Aling shouted from behind: "Hey, Hardik, you haven't drawn blood from this kid yet!"

Hardik turned his head and said: "Let's draw it tomorrow morning; after drawing, I'll take it to Ensenada for testing. Drawing it now would mean it's not fresh by tomorrow."

Aling heard this and didn't say more, but looked at Ye Chen and said with amusement: "Rest well tonight; there are two surgeries tomorrow, and I'll let you see the world properly."

Ye Chen looked at him and asked: "You just said I could sell for a good price; I want to know how much."

Aling frowned at Ye Chen, somewhat surprised, and asked: "Kid, aren't you afraid?"

Ye Chen casually smiled and said: "What's the use of being afraid? If I say I'm afraid, will you let me go? Since you won't, why should I be afraid?"

"Oh damn..." Aling couldn't help but size Ye Chen up and down, raised his eyebrows, and said: "I didn't expect you kid to have some guts."

Ye Chen smiled faintly and said: "You still haven't told me how much I can sell for."

Before Aling could speak, Ma Shu stepped forward, frowned, and said: "Kid, what exactly are you?"

Ye Chen smiled and said: "If I tell you now that I'm someone you can't afford to provoke, would you think I'm pretending too much?"

"Damn..." Aling couldn't hold back his anger and blurted: "You bastard, your guts are really fat! Believe it or not, I'll cut you open right now and see just how fat your guts are!"

Ma Shu beside him stopped him, pulled him behind himself, his pair of lifeless, gloomy eyes fixed on Ye Chen, and asked: "Kid, if you have any background, report it quickly; if we can work out something between us, today's matter doesn't have to turn hostile."

As he spoke, Ma Shu looked at Ye Chen with a cold, vicious expression and continued: "If you can't give me a four-five-six, I have plenty of ways to make you wish you were dead."

Ye Chen curiously asked: "What methods? Tell me."

Ma Shu's expression grew even more sinister, he gritted his teeth and said: "Do you believe me? When it's time for your surgery, I'll tell them not to give you anesthesia, and then you'll experience what death by a thousand cuts feels like."

Ye Chen nodded and praised: "Good, good, this idea is not bad!"

After saying that, he looked toward the Indian doctor and asked curiously: "Hardik, right? Are you the chief surgeon here?"

Hardik forced a smile and said: "I only handle surgery; I don't care about anything else."

"Good." Ye Chen nodded and smiled, then said seriously: "You're capable, you can be of great use."

Aling was a bit confused, looked at Ma Shu, and asked: "Ma Shu, could this kid have been scared stupid? I feel like he's a bit out of his mind."

Ma Shu also couldn't quite understand.

To be cautious, he looked at Aling and asked: "When you came, did you notice if anyone was following you?"

"Impossible." Aling said seriously: "We've been watching the rearview mirror the whole way; no car kept following us, no vehicle showed abnormal tracks or suspicious behavior, and before coming in, Old Mo already confirmed there were no other vehicles in sight."

Ma Shu nodded slightly, then looked at Ye Chen and asked curiously: "Kid, I really want to know, why aren't you afraid at all? Are you not afraid of death?"

Ye Chen smiled and said: "I am afraid of death."

Ma Shu frowned and asked: "If you're afraid of death, why are you still pretending?"

Ye Chen said lightly: "I'm afraid of death, but not of you; you can't kill me."

Ma Shu suddenly drew a pistol from his waist, pointed it at Ye Chen, and coldly asked: "Say, what exactly is your background!"

Ye Chen deliberately switched to a Hong Kong-Taiwan accent and said helplessly: "Hey, you're really something, you've already asked me this question many times."

Aling then said to Ma Shu: "Ma Shu, why bother with him? I think this bastard is almost scared to death, deliberately trying to provoke you so you'll shoot him; you must not act on impulse, because if you do, this shot will cost you at least over a hundred thousand US dollars."

Ma Shu nodded and said coldly: "Probably had some stress reaction; ignore him, you lock those two up first, and tonight strengthen the guard; report any movement immediately to me."

Aling hurriedly said: "Okay, don't worry, Ma Shu!"

Ma Shu grunted, turned to leave, but Ye Chen suddenly snorted coldly and said: "I thought you had some big deal in Mexico, but after all this fuss, it turns out you're just doing this kind of low-class, shady business, even making money from this—you truly aren't afraid of karma coming fast!"

Ma Shu turned back, stared at Ye Chen with a wary, deadly gaze, and asked: "What do you mean?"

Ye Chen smiled slightly and countered: "You haven't been in contact with Mei Yuzhen lately, have you?"

"Damn!" Upon hearing this, Ma Shu and Aling were both shocked, both drew their guns and aimed at Ye Chen, and Aling blurted: "Say, where the hell did you hear those three words Mei Yuzhen? Are you a cop or not!"

Ma Shu instinctively felt Ye Chen couldn't be a cop, so he slightly pulled the trigger, stared at Ye Chen with extreme malice, and coldly asked: "Brother, let's speak plainly—what path are you on? How do you know Mei Yuzhen?"