Shadow Empire

Chapter 846 Self-funded [666+19]
The police car sirens kept sounding "Wula Wula Wula". The port area, which was originally a little chaotic, suddenly became quiet.

Police were everywhere arresting rioters.

In fact, it is not quite right to say “arrest”. It should be said that they were driven away. There were police cars driving away these protesting workers and preventing them from gathering again.

The reporters stared in amazement at the sudden outbreak of conflict and the sudden breakup of the demonstration. They knew very well that this was the work of "force".

A mysterious force destroyed everything here.

Looking at the people on the ground who were either handcuffed, or had broken legs or arms, or were knocked unconscious, the reporters were taking photos frantically and excitedly.

They could obviously do something, such as helping those who are seriously injured and lying on the ground, but now they are only busy searching for useful materials for their news.

"My leg is broken!" A worker in his forties sat on the ground with a pale face, seeking help, but the passing police didn't even look at him.

At the beginning, his pain was not as severe as it is now, but as time went by, the pain in his legs began to increase.

Surrounded by people who were similar to him or lying face down, he tried to ask the police for help, but the police just stood there and looked at him.

A reporter came over quickly, and he thought he was there to help him, but he soon realized that he had taken things too lightly.

The reporter stood in front of him, constantly pressing the shutter to record his painful expression!

He yelled, "Get out of here, you son of a bitch!"

But it didn't have any effect. The reporters kept taking pictures of him. Many people around him who were in similar situations were the same.

Those reporters are like cold-blooded machines, without a single bit of humanistic concern!
"Fake!"

"I'm dying, someone come and save me!"

An adult man in his forties began to cry bitterly, tormented by the severe pain and fear.

After an unknown amount of time, the sirens of an ambulance sounded and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He was soon put on a stretcher and put into an ambulance.

There were already two people in the ambulance, and he was the third one.

Obviously these doctors will first take care of those whose injuries appear to be more serious and send them to the ambulance first.

The worker was chosen because his legs were bent at an angle that was impossible to occur naturally and were swollen and bruised.

After getting on the ambulance, perhaps when he was being put on the stretcher or when the vehicle was jolted, his broken leg was affected and more severe pain began to attack him.

He couldn't bear the pain and cried out loudly. He swore that this kind of pain was more painful than killing him!

"I have some special painkillers here. One shot costs only three dollars and fifty cents. Do you want one?" the doctor asked.

The worker nodded repeatedly, "I need it, I need it so much, please give me an injection right away!"

The doctor asked the nurse to take out a form, "Before I give you the pain medication, I need to register you. This will be quick."

"your name?"

"Ogg..."

"Where do you live?"

"I live in……"

"Your own house?"

The man named Og suddenly became clear-headed and was stunned for a moment, but at this moment, the depression in the ground caused the ambulance to shake violently again.

People who have never experienced a broken bone will never understand the pain that occurs when the broken part seems to lose gravity for a moment due to the bump, but then falls downward with force in the next second!
This sour feeling destroyed all of Oger's thinking ability at this moment, "Yes, yes, my own house!"

"Give me the painkillers now!"

The doctor smiled and injected the prepared painkiller into his body. In less than thirty seconds, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and seemed to relax completely.

He never realized that just not feeling any pain could make a person feel so comfortable!

All the things that were causing him pain were suppressed, and the unprecedented comfort made him almost fall asleep comfortably!
Seeing that he stopped shouting, the doctor smiled and retracted the needle.

These special stainless steel needles are not cheap and need to be recycled. The syringes are also made of glass and will be put back into circulation after disinfection.

The car quickly arrived at the hospital, and Oger received full medical services. He had an X-ray and several surgical experts analyzed it. Finally, he signed in a daze and confirmed the operation.

When he woke up, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. He woke up from a coma and turned around to see his wife and daughter sitting beside the bed with swollen eyes.

Seeing him wake up, the mother and daughter immediately showed surprise, and his daughter even ran out to call a doctor.

Oger looked at his wife and daughter, feeling extremely guilty. He really shouldn't have come.

What do these things have to do with him?
union?

AFL?

Every year he had to pay extra dues before the union and the AFL recognized his organization. He did not gain any real benefits from the union and the AFL, but paid more. After such a painful ordeal, he seemed to have grown a lot.

"I'm sorry!" He said this with a dry and sore throat.

His wife's eyes were filled with tears again, and she held his hands in hers, "It's all over!"

Her eyes shifted to her husband's leg, which was in a splint and cast. "How are you feeling now?"

Oger also raised his head slightly and took a look at his injured leg. "It feels good!"

He wasn't lying, he didn't feel any pain. Are painkillers so effective nowadays?

His wife also smiled and was about to say something when his daughter came in from outside with the doctor.

The doctor walked to the bedside and checked the surgical part to see if there was any exudation or bleeding, then listened to his heart and lung sounds, asked some questions, confirmed that he did not have a fever, and left.

Oger lay there motionless, looking at the ceiling, "Everything is like a dream!"

He can still remember that he was waving his arms and shouting something in the crowd with a ferocious look on his face.

Then someone hit him hard on the calf with a wooden stick as thick as an arm. He almost immediately lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Then he was beaten several times by those people with sticks and steel pipes before they left him.

These people...are so scary!

"Have those people who beat me been caught?" He tilted his head and looked at his wife.

The woman nodded. "I got it."

Oger's expression changed slightly. "Is it Lance's people?"

His wife shook her head. "They were some refugees. I don't know much about the details, but you had a conflict and many refugees were arrested."

"Refugees?" Oger showed a look of surprise on his face, but soon turned into disdain, "That's also Lance's man. He is so cunning!"

The operation consumed a lot of his physical energy, and he fell into a deep sleep after eating a little at night.

The doctor found his wife just as she was about to go home to pack her things.

"Ma'am, you already owe the hospital nine hundred dollars, and there will be approximately three hundred to four hundred dollars in follow-up medical expenses."

"You have to figure out how to pay for it."

The woman looked at the doctor in panic. She had never come across such a large sum of money in her life. She looked at him in disbelief, "This amount of money... shouldn't have come from..."

She was stuck for a moment. She didn't know who should pay, but she instinctively felt that the money should not be paid by them!
The doctor looked at her for a long time but couldn't say anything. He could only wait for Oger to wake up and talk to him. "I will talk to your husband, but you have to be prepared for such a large sum of money."

Oger's wife returned home with a heavy heart. She packed some clothes and returned to the ward where she would stay overnight.

As for their daughter, she went back because she had to go to school tomorrow.

In the middle of the night, Oger was awakened by severe pain. This ward was not a high-end ward. There was only one bed in the ward.

This is an ordinary ward, a large room with about twenty beds.

The moment Og shouted out in pain, some people who were originally sleeping lightly were awakened, and their curses were intertwined with Og's cries of pain.

Soon the doctors and nurses came over. They came to Oger's bedside. The doctor checked his wound and confirmed that the operation was still very successful. He said, "It will definitely hurt. Everyone will feel pain after the painkillers wear off."

"You have to learn to endure and overcome it. After two or three days, the intensity of the pain will decrease."

Oger was sweating all over from the pain. "I can't stand it anymore, doctor, give me another shot!"

The pain of broken bones was indeed unbearable, and it was said that both bones in his calf were shattered.

The doctor didn't care. He just wanted to make one point clear, "Mr. Oger, almost all effective painkillers are addictive. I must tell you before using them."

"You will also need to pay for any additional pain medication you take."

Oger nodded desperately, "Okay, I accept!"

The doctor nodded, and after a while, the nurse brought a painkiller and injected it into Og's body.

After a few seconds, his eyeballs began to tremble and he began to roll his eyes.

It took him more than ten seconds to recover. It felt so comfortable!

After the doctor confirmed that he was fine, he left. Although the ward became quiet, some people who were woken up could no longer fall asleep.

Everyone is chatting.

His wife looked at her husband with some concern, and after some hesitation, she asked, "Dear, the doctor asked me this afternoon, who will pay for your treatment?"

"We already owe the hospital more than 900 yuan..."

(End of this chapter)