Power of Money novel Chapter 371

"In general, I have never met someone like you in my life. I have never thought of letting such a person enter my life."

After saying this, Yennie closed her mouth.

She looked at Jason silently.

He once couldn't fall asleep in the evening, and he didn't have any suitable books to kill time.

Yennie had also thought about what kind of person Jason was.

All of a sudden, he became rich, from a country boy who couldn't even afford to pay the tuition fees to the heir of Shen's business empire overnight.

The dandy boy was frivolous, like a ruffian or a street hooligan. He matched all the genes of the man that Yennie hated the most.

However, he never hid his thoughts.

Every time he saw her, he had no place to put his eyes on her.

inadvertently, the nosebleeds flowed out of his nostrils.

Her face blushed from time to time.

The time that he couldn't even hold on for a minute...

He was extremely bold, but as timid as a mouse.

Yennie never associated Jason with the word "Pervert".

"His eyes are very clean." This was Yennie's first impression when she saw Jason.

Such eyes could only be seen on children. The eyes of adults had long been contaminated by the world.

Therefore, when she saw Jason's eyes, she had a feeling of surprise and surprise in her heart.

But in the end, he was always humbly asking for advice from himself when he was serious. He never hid the ignorance in his heart, and he grew faster and faster, bringing surprise and impact to himself again and again.

This was far better than those who pretended to be a gentleman. He was gentle and calm in front of others. He turned his head and looked at her with the dirtiest eyes in the world.

Yennie hated him and admired him. She even admired him in somethings.

It was such a little boy, who made her feel very complicated, who stumbled into her world.

He didn't want to give up, but he didn't dare to put it in his heart.

She could live in a carefree and carefree way without any preparation.

But the burden on her shoulder was so heavy that she could not put it down and live the life she wanted.

Perhaps, after everything was settled, Jason could accept him. He was a heartless person.

However, perhaps after tonight, there would be no future for him.

"Finished?"

After looking at each other in silence, Jason asked.

"Okay." Yennie nodded weakly.

"Then wait a minute. I'll make a phone call first."

In Yennie's surprised eyes, Jason first went down to the door and heard the sound outside.

After making sure that there was no sound at the door, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the number.

"Fred, let me ask you, in the case that there is no professional operation equipment in the open air, how much success rate do you have to take out a bullet that is three centimeters deep into your body?"

When the phone was connected, Jason asked directly.

"Three centimeters? Master Qin, where are you now? Is there anything wrong? Tell me the specific location, and I will send the nearest field medics to there now!"

At the other end of the phone, it was Fred's urgent voice.

"Don't worry about that. Answer my question." Jason interrupted.

The one on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment and said, "Where are you injured?"

"At the left shoulder, two centimeters below the left clavicle, the bones and blood vessels are not hurt. There is a medical kit, and the wound has been sterilized. Tell me how to do it, or find a surgeon who can talk to me now to help me with the bullet-drawing work."

When Jason was talking, he looked at Yennie, whose lips were already pale, and his five fingers couldn't help but hold the phone tightly.

"The position of the wound is not very serious, but in view of excessive blood loss and the possible bullet infection, I suggest that a simple bullet-drawing operation can be carried out, but the premise is that the wound can't be touched in the process of operation, causing the second blood of the wound. Otherwise, even if the bullet- drawing is successful, the injured will be shocked because of excessive blood loss."

"Besides, Master Qin can now use high temperature to nourish the operating instruments next to you to avoid the infection of the wound. I will inform Claude now. He is one of the best operational experts in China. Tonight, he is on duty. Taking a bullet is a small operation. For him, there is no problem at all!"