Chen Zhao got into the car, and Murgri started the car.

Chen Zhao looked at Mowgli, who was covered in blood, and after a moment of speechlessness, he said, "Take off your shirt and I'll show you the injuries first."

Mogri threw his shirt out of the window while driving.

“Where are we going this time?”

“San Diego.”

"What? Go to San Diego City? So far?"

"Yes." Mogri replied concisely.

"I thought you would hide in the deep mountains and forests, so why would you run to San Diego?"

It is estimated that most Chinese people in San Diego do not know where it is, but you should have heard of another translation name, San Diego.

San Diego is more than 100 kilometers away from Los Angeles, located southeast of Los Angeles.

However, Dashan Town is located in the northwest of Los Angeles. From Dashan Town to San Diego, it takes at least 300 kilometers without taking the main road.

"We are near to Mexico, and we plan to enter the Bay of California and then follow the coastline into Mexico," Mowgli said.

"You told me the route you ran away, is it okay?"

"I believe in you," Mogri said.

Chen Zhao didn't know if he was a black man... he should be happy if he was so trusted by a thug.

"What's wrong with your injury? It's all cut by sharp weapons? You didn't have a duel with anyone, did you?"

"Don't mention it, it was made by a woman."

"You can't even beat a woman, do you?"

"If you weren't going to beat her, that woman would be like a monster, and no one could beat her."

Chen Zhao didn't argue with Mogley on this point. He was a doctor, not a thug.

"It seems that the other party didn't kill him."

"So that woman is a monster, she enjoys torture people."

"Beautiful?"

"If she was beautiful, there would be no ugly women in this world."

"Fortunately...it seems not her."

"What?"

"nothing."

After leaving the Los Angeles area, the car took the coastal highway. I have to say that the scenery on this road is really beautiful.

At this time, the weather was getting colder, and Chen Zhao by the window was a little cool when the sea breeze blew at night.

However, Chen Zhao had to open the window, otherwise the car would be full of blood.

Chen Zhao couldn't stand such a heavy fishy smell, but Mogli couldn't stand it.

Because he was shirtless...

But he couldn't speak because he was... a tough guy.

Chen Zhao glanced at Mogri: "Blowing a little cold wind will help the body to dissipate heat, improve blood circulation, and speed up the wound to drain."

To put it bluntly, this is a kind of heat consumption, and running exercise.

Of course, if the heat dissipation principle is not controlled well, you will take off.

The stronger a person is, the more resistant to cold. In fact, strong people are not necessarily resistant to cold because the heat-sensing nerve reaction is more intense.

Resisting cold requires long-term exercise, or the elderly.

Why do the elderly resist cold? Because the physical functions and heat-sensing neurons of the elderly degenerate, their response to the temperature difference is slower than that of young people.

It's like a person who is about to freeze to death, and he will feel warmth almost the same.

People who are about to freeze to death feel warm because the body's heat sensory nerves have become necrotic and cannot feel the temperature changes.

Of course, with Mowgli's physique, I can't die by blowing the cold wind.

At most it's just a cold...

Ah Yeh-

"Chen, give me your coat."

“I’ll be cold.”

“How can I.”

"No, the tough guy's character cannot be said to be cold."

"Who gave me a character? When did I say I was a tough guy?"

"Then are you a tough guy?"

"Give me the clothes first."

"It's so disgusting to take off the coat to a man." In the end, Chen Zhao took off the coat to Mowgli.

...

It took a four or five hours drive, Chen Zhao felt a little dizzy.

I don’t know if it was because of the bus or because of the sea breeze.

Although Mowgri and his boss were hiding in San Diego, they were not in the city.

After arriving in San Diego, Mowgri drove into a small road and bypassed the city.

This winding path has probably not been repaired for more than 20 years, resulting in serious damage in appearance.

At around two o'clock in the morning, the car stopped at a railway station, an abandoned railway station.

Here is the grave of the old-fashioned train, with several rusty steam trains parked.

I have to say that this is indeed an excellent hiding place.

Dongdongdongdongdong-

Mowgli knocked on the carriage and the door opened.

"Mr. Chen, you are here."

The decadent man looked at Chen Zhao in surprise. Chen Zhao remembered him, as if he was called Sanders, and he was afraid of snakes.

The gloomy man named Nesta and the boss in the car were also there.

Nesta still looked cold, but when he saw Chen Zhao, he nodded.

"Mr. Chen, you are here." The boss lay weakly before Nesta helped the boss up.

Chen Zhao put down the toolbox, and the decadent man Sanders immediately avoided: "Mr. Chen, have you brought that snake too?"

"It seems that you miss Raymond, Raymond, come out to meet old friends."

Raymond crawled out of his aggressiveness and then started chasing the decadent man again.

Chen Zhao came to the boss: "Your complexion is very bad, where are you injured?"

With the help of Nesta, the boss flipped over his body with difficulty, revealing the blood-stained bandage behind him.

Chen Zhao opened the bandage and saw a rotten smell coming to his face.

The wound under the bandage is three fingers long, extending from the left pipa bone to the abdomen and back, and has already undergone a large area of ​​suppuration.

"This has been hurt for at least three days. Why didn't you contact me earlier?" Chen Zhao said with a frown.

"I had suffered such injuries before, and I didn't deal with it much at that time. It took me more than ten days..." The boss said weakly.

"That can only be said that you were lucky last time, but luck would not be there every time. There will be two possibilities for the same wound in different environments. It is possible that you will recover from your own immunity, but the greater possibility is wound infection."

Chen Zhao touched the boss's forehead: "You have already shown signs of a high fever. If you are late for a while, you will probably be in the intensive care unit."

"Is the boss's injury serious?"

"The main reason is that the delay has been too long. If this happens next time, either inform me as soon as possible, or find a bottle of high-strength alcohol to clean the wound."

Fortunately, Chen Zhao brought alcohol, which was the only medical product that Chen Zhao could get.

However, it is absolutely painful to clean the wound with alcohol and cut the rotten meat without anesthesia.

Of course, alcohol can not only clean wounds, but also physically cool down.

Alcohol is a highly volatile liquid. It can quickly remove heat when contacting the skin at room temperature.

Of course, the main thing is to use antipyretics. Chen Zhao took two tablets of ibuprofen to his boss.

Most antipyretics are not prescription drugs, you can buy them at the supermarket.

Chen Zhao often has several over-the-counter drugs, antipyretics, painkillers, anti-inflammatory drugs, etc., which are often used.
Chapter completed!