Chapter 645 — What a Coincidence: If He Had Not Brought Wei Zhao Along to His Lair, He Would Have Had to Find a Way to Follow An Jianwen; Now He Does Not Even Need to Follow Him — An Jianwen Is Driving Him to Their Headquarters Himself

"By the way, is everything arranged on Dr. Wang's end?" An Jianwen asked.

"It is all arranged. Dr. Wang is already in the operating room and can begin the surgery at any time!" said the tattooed man. "By the way, that girl we caught yesterday — shall we push her onto the table as well?"

"Oh, no hurry about her. Wei Zhao first! Qiu Lingshan can wait her turn." An Jianwen's hatred for Wei Zhao had reached a certain pitch; as for Qiu Lingshan, she was secondary. "Is Qiu Lingshan awake?"

"By my reckoning, she should be waking up soon," the tattooed man said after calculating the time.

"Then why aren't you hurrying in there to give her more knockout drug? She is a skilled hand of the Yellow Rank. The door of our dungeon is solid enough, but what if she gets out?" An Jianwen grew anxious at once.

"All right, I will see to it right away!" The tattooed man was badly startled too, and hurriedly dialed the hook-nosed man's number.

The hook-nosed man had returned to headquarters the day before. He was one of the tattooed man's trusted subordinates, but he knew nothing of An Jianwen's existence. In fact, within the whole kidney-harvesting ring, An Jianwen sat at the very apex of the pyramid; the only people who knew of him were the tattooed man and Dr. Wang, the chief surgeon.

"Brother Tattoo, is something the matter?" The hook-nosed man picked up quickly.

"That girl we grabbed yesterday — go and get her some knockout drug!" the tattooed man ordered him.

"Huh? Knockout drug? All right, I will go get some right away!" The hook-nosed man was slightly taken aback. Why would knockout drug be needed? To have his way with a woman in the dungeon of their own headquarters, did he need knockout drug? Even if the girl screamed her head off, what did it matter?

That's it! The hook-nosed man suddenly caught on. There were many kinds of knockout drug — could the one the tattooed man meant be an aphrodisiac? The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed; otherwise, what would any knockout drug be for?

So the hook-nosed man did not dare delay, and hurried off to carry out the order.

Sitting in the back of the car, Wei Zhao had actually overheard news of Qiu Lingshan — an unexpected stroke of luck. Truly, one may search the whole world over and find it nowhere, only to come upon it without the least effort. So Qiu Lingshan was locked in the dungeon. That was a vital piece of information.

The car rolled slowly toward an estate that looked like a villa. Wei Zhao kept up his pretense of being unconscious the whole way.

Once inside the estate, Wei Zhao was laid on a stretcher and wheeled into a room whose every surface was white, with a row of instruments arranged along one wall.

An Jianwen had put on a mask as well, disguising himself as an ordinary medical worker. His identity could not be exposed within this kidney-harvesting ring.

Wei Zhao's finger was pricked and a blood sample taken for testing. The reason Wei Zhao let these people do as they pleased was that he had plans of his own. In any case, they could do him no real harm for the moment, so he simply went on feigning unconsciousness.

As for Qiu Lingshan, Wei Zhao had already made certain that she would be safe until his own kidney was cut out, so he was in no hurry.

The medical staff came quickly and left quickly. After examining Wei Zhao and drawing his blood, they all filed out of the room, leaving only the tattooed man and An Jianwen behind.

After a while, a medical worker in a white coat came in again and handed a report to the tattooed man: "Boss, this man's kidney matches what you told us to watch for..."

"Oh?" The tattooed man took Wei Zhao's test results, was briefly startled, then waved a hand at the medical worker. "You may go out first."

"Yes, sir!" The medical worker withdrew respectfully.

"Brother Wen, Wei Zhao's kidney is exactly what Zhong Yongliang needs. Would you call that a coincidence or not?" The tattooed man handed the report to An Jianwen, sounding rather surprised.

"Oh? Then we may as well do him a favor. Call Zhong Fabai and have him arrange for Zhong Yongliang to come in for the kidney transplant!" An Jianwen gave the order with some excitement. "Who would have thought it? Zhong Yongliang lost a kidney because of Wei Zhao, and now Wei Zhao's kidney is to be given back to him. Hahaha — what do you call that? You call that karma!"

"Very good, Brother Wen. Then I will go and make the arrangements now..." The tattooed man nodded. "Shall I find someone to change Wei Zhao's clothes and wheel him onto the operating table?"

"Yes, change his clothes first. In a little while I will wheel him onto the table myself!" An Jianwen said with a cold laugh, looking at Wei Zhao.

The tattooed man went out to notify Zhong Fabai to come and perform the kidney transplant for Zhong Yongliang, while on Wei Zhao's side several staff members came in to change him into surgical scrubs.

An Jianwen sat to one side, staring coldly at Wei Zhao, who was being pushed this way and that, and felt an indescribable pleasure rise in his heart.

You dared to fight me over Gu Mengyao? This is what you get. Zhong Yongliang was like this, and Wei Zhao will be no different!

Though this time he was putting a kidney back into Zhong Yongliang, that was only out of respect for Zhao Qibing! Still, the lesson had been taught, and he trusted that Zhong Yongliang would not dare set his sights on Gu Mengyao again...

Zhong Yongliang watched the students filing into the cafeteria one after another, and a wave of delight surged in his heart. In a little while, some of these students would probably be on their way to the hospital, wouldn't they? Zhong Yongliang was just about to report the good news to his father when his father's call came through first.

"Yongliang, where are you?" Zhong Fabai's voice was tense — after all, his son was carrying out a very dangerous criminal act. "Did it go off smoothly?"

"Dad, I am on the school playground. Don't worry, Xiaofu and I have completed the task without a hitch!" Zhong Yongliang said smugly.

"Good, good!" Zhong Fabai let out a breath of relief. "Since it is done, I can go and report back to Young Master Bing. Be careful at school; don't let anyone see through you!"

"That is easy enough. Xiaofu and I look perfectly normal," Zhong Yongliang said leisurely. He had not given the slightest thought to the lives of the other students.

Zhong Fabai nodded, hung up, then made a gesture to Li Cihua, who was waiting nearby, and said, "Yongliang has already put the poison into the food. All we have to do now is wait and see how things unfold!"

"Good. Yongliang did very well!" Li Cihua nodded. "I have already had Young Master Bing put in a word with An Jianwen. As long as a suitable kidney donor turns up, Yongliang will be the first considered. Rest assured, Young Master Bing never shortchanges those who work for him!"

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