Chapter 497 Pain

Chapter 497 Pain

Chapter 497 Pain
Many things that seem magical are actually very simple.

There is a string hung behind the door. As long as someone opens the door, the mechanism will be triggered, shooting out several poison darts powered by compressed air. This is very simple, as long as you are aware of the dangers.

As a top former agent, he still has strong self-confidence and good skills even after retirement, and is ready to fight anyone anytime and anywhere. So no matter when Yuri comes, he may be discovered.

Some people can never have a good sleep until they die, and they have to know that they are dreaming even when they are dreaming.

The reason Yuri was able to open the door with the password was because he was too familiar with the old man. As we all know, people like to use fixed passwords to avoid forgetting them.

This might be a bit extreme for an agent, but for an old man with Parkinson's disease, it's normal.

This old man has Parkinson's disease. In the early stages, his hands began to shake a little. It wasn't to the point where he couldn't live, but it affected his ability to hold a gun.

If it weren't for his shaking hands, Yuri's left arm would have been pierced instead of just leaving a blood groove on the side like it is now.

Yuri was imprisoned for nearly twenty years, but he was not isolated for twenty years.

Yuri cut a piece of cloth and wrapped it tightly around his left arm. It was okay to bleed, but he just had to make sure it didn't drip everywhere.

Inevitably, his body was stained with blood.

Yuri wanted to change his clothes, but he was too thin and it was difficult to find other people's clothes that fit him. However, a baggy coat was better than a piece of clothes covered in blood.

Yuri opened the closet and saw several very ordinary coats inside. There was nothing to choose from, so he picked up a black jacket and put it on himself. Yuri gently closed the door of the outer room.

Let's go before we are discovered.

The operation went smoothly, but the injury made Yuri very dissatisfied with his performance. However, he was not the kind of person who specialized in action.

There are no shortcomings, and even if Yuri needs to do something himself, he doesn't have to rely on others.

Going downstairs, Yuri found that the unconscious guard had not yet woken up. This saved him a lot of trouble.

When he went out, he did not encounter any obstacles along the way. It was so easy that it was a bit too easy. This made Yuri start to wonder if someone was condoning his revenge.

If you think about it carefully, it is unlikely that someone helped secretly, but it is possible that someone deliberately concealed the news.

But to what extent can this indulgence go?

If more people are sent for protection, it means that they don't want Yuri to continue his revenge, but before that, Yuri can kill as many people as he wants.

What happened in the past must be resolved, otherwise it will be detrimental to future work. Yuri has a clear understanding of this, so he feels that tonight is the last chance and also the best chance.

Give him one night to take revenge, but stop at dawn. That's how it should be.

There is still a tacit understanding between Yuri and the president.

So, we have to hurry up.

Get everything done tonight.

He originally planned to stop and take a rest, but when he thought that he might not have another chance after dawn, and he would never have another chance again, Yuri thought he should just work hard and kill all those who should be killed without leaving any regrets.

Yuri walked out of the compound smoothly without encountering any obstruction. He returned to his car and began to think about his next target.

Some people can be forgiven, as long as they end their own lives, but some people cannot be forgiven.

Yuri is a principled person.

If it is purely official business, then just handle it as official business and don't involve family members.

But if someone broke this bottom line back then, Yuri had to send his entire family to death. The main point was fairness.

Driving on the road, there were not many targets left for revenge in Moscow, so he took them all. Since Yuri liked to enjoy the convenience of big cities, it also provided convenience for Yuri's revenge, without having to leave the city.

Yuri didn't have any psychological fluctuations and was very calm. The tingling in his arm didn't have much impact on him. Although he had never been seriously injured, he had a strong tolerance for pain and some minor injuries were nothing.

But the bleeding arm also needed treatment. While driving, Yuri was also paying attention to whether there were any hospitals or pharmacies open 24 hours a day on the roadside.

I can’t go to the hospital, it’s too troublesome.

A pharmacy will do, as long as they have medical supplies for treating wounds.

Seeing a pharmacy that was open 24 hours a day, Yuri pulled the car over again, got out and walked into the pharmacy.

Moscow is a big city, but there are not many pharmacies that are open 24 hours a day. Yuri was very happy to find one.

"What do you want?"

There were two people on night shift in the pharmacy, a woman in her fifties and a young man who looked to be in his twenties.

Yuri looked around and found that the pharmacy had a complete range of items, so he said calmly: "I need iodine, anti-inflammatory drugs, alcohol cotton, gauze, medical tape..." The woman didn't say anything, but the younger guy said impatiently: "Just an external medical kit will do."

Yuri frowned and said, "Do you have any? Okay, a medical kit, and surgical instruments. Do you have a scalpel, 4X16 curved needles, and sutures?"

The young man looked at Yuri, and then started to take the goods according to Yuri's needs.

Yuri took out the money, silently counted out the amount he should pay and paid the bill, but when he saw that the pharmacy also had a small clinic attached, he changed his mind and asked, "Is the doctor not here?"

"The doctor only works during the day."

"Can I use your treatment room? I'll pay."

Yuri was very polite, and the young man just nodded, but the woman suddenly said: "No! Sorry, we don't have the key. If you need treatment, please come back tomorrow, or you can go to the hospital."

Yuri didn't say a word. He pulled out a pistol from his waist and put it on the counter. Then he took out his ID, shook it, and said calmly: "KGB, I need to use the treatment room here. Open the door."

The woman looked bewildered, but the young man swallowed hard and said, "The door is not locked, but... the doctor is really not here."

"Did I say I needed a doctor?"

Yuri asked unhappily, then he shook his head and said, "Take my things and send them in."

Yuri just picked up his gun and walked into the small medical room. The things inside were very simple, just a small treatment bed, but there was a table and two chairs.

"Do me a favor and unpack and put the things in order. You don't have to worry about the rest. What are you afraid of?"

Yuri took off his coat, and then put on another coat. The sleeves of his own coat were already soaked with blood. There was a lot of blood flowing, and it would be impossible not to deal with it.

Yuri curled up his arm and found that although the wound was on the side of his arm, it was quite deep and wide. He could forget about suturing the skin, but he had to suture the bleeding blood vessels with fine needle and thread.

He cleaned the wound first. There was a faucet and a sink in the treatment room, so he washed his hands. He wasn't particularly particular and didn't do any other disinfection.

Sit on the chair and clean the wound first. However, this is a bullet wound and is not contaminated too much, so the cleaning step is not very difficult.

Just as he watched Yuri curl up his arms, his chin resting on his left hand, and using tweezers and an alcohol cotton pad in his right hand to wipe the bloody wound, the young man suddenly tilted his head and almost vomited with a grunt.

Yuri didn't look up, just rolled his eyes and said, "Go out and let your mother in."

It was obvious early on that this was a family-run pharmacy, and that it was open at night just to increase its income.

The young man did not go out. He just didn't dare to watch Yuri treating the wound. It would be fine if he didn't watch.

"Why don't you use anesthesia?"

Yuri was stunned for a moment, then he said in astonishment: "Yeah... forget it, I'm too lazy to use it."

The young man opened his eyes wide in shock again.

Yuri completed the debridement. His face remained calm, his breath was not short, and his hands did not shake. He picked up the dry cotton wool in the disposable tray and wiped the blood.

The next step is to suture the blood vessels. Yuri cannot perform a more delicate operation with one hand, and he is too lazy to do it. He will deal with it slowly when he has time.

Find the bleeding blood vessel, clamp it with surgical forceps, and then sew it up with the finest needle and thread.

It took no more than ten minutes, and Yuri's head was covered with a layer of fine sweat due to the pain, but his hands did not shake, and even his brows did not frown.

After the stitches were completed, Yuri put down his arm, put cotton wool on the wound and then put a few layers of gauze on it. He bit one end of the gauze in his mouth, and wrapped the gauze around his arm several times with his right hand. He then tied a very strong and beautiful bow with one hand.

It was just a minor operation on himself, not a major one, not worth mentioning, but I don’t know why the young man looked so pale.

"Don't call the police. After daybreak, the police will come to ask you what happened. Just answer truthfully."

Yuri moved his wrist, elbow, and left arm, then said casually, "Goodbye."

Of course I had to leave now that everything was fine. I wasted nearly twenty minutes, but these twenty minutes could not be considered a waste. It would have been very troublesome to let the bleeding continue to flow.

Yuri was about to leave, but when he was about to leave the pharmacy, he suddenly said, "Give me two bags of glucose water for injection and two bags of normal saline."

The woman quickly brought what Yuri wanted, and Yuri took out the money from his pocket again.

"Give it to you..."

Putting the money on the counter and picking up the salt water in the plastic bag, Yuri curled his lips and said, "I'm not robbing."

After returning to the car, Yuri started the car and grabbed a bag of glucose and put it in his mouth. He tried very hard but failed to bite through the package. So he had to put down the glucose water, took out a folding knife, rubbed the blade on his trouser leg, and then pierced the glucose water with one knife.

If you are thirsty, drink some water and replenish your energy. Glucose water is a good choice. It has no problem other than being unpalatable.

(End of this chapter)