"Disinfect his wounds. He has a fracture. Be careful," Shanks handed the disinfectant to Oscar and Russ. "Try to disinfect his wounds as thoroughly as possible."

"Mr. Shanks..." Russ refused to do such a thing.

"Do it. You have no choice." Shanks' expression was frosty. It was a silent warning that brooked no refusal from them.

Russ cursed those two who had hurt Gerald. Now, they had to clean up the mess for them.

He wondered what their boss was thinking, keeping this man in the team.

Clearly, he was useless. It would have been better to throw him out onto the streets and let him die. Why bother saving him?

The two men reluctantly took the iodine and cotton swabs. They helped to disinfect Gerald's wounds.

They also followed Shanks' instructions and tried to be as gentle as possible during the disinfection process.

However, Gerald still screamed in pain as though he was being slaughtered.

Russ looked disgusted. Soon, they finished disinfecting Gerald’s wounds.

Gerald had no strength left to scream at this point.

At that moment, a man entered the room and conveyed Abel's message. "Mr. Shanks, the boss wants you to shut this guy up. He's too loud, so loud it makes him want to come up here and kill him."

To make sure the person on the bed understood, he deliberately spoke in English.

Gerald felt despair. He felt like an animal being slaughtered on the chopping board.

Even though Shanks could save him, Abel could kill him at any time.

Shanks put on the medical gloves. When he heard what the man said, he shot him a displeased look and said, "Tell him if he wants to kill, he should just do it. He shouldn't have brought this guy here. Also, have his men come clean up the mess. The living room is all messed up because of this."

The man awkwardly smiled and nodded. "Yes, I'll deliver your message."

After that, he turned around and left.

We don't have imaging tools here, so I need to feel it myself. It might hurt more. Bite on this gauze so that he won't come to chop you up

to see

halfway through saving Gerald. If Abel killed him, everything Shanks had done before and all these medical supplies would go

his mouth, letting

examining the areas of

stepped aside

were not medical students, they found

was now pressing on Gerald's chest, checking for fractures in his chest

issue, he marked it directly with

examination, what was initially thought to be only three fractures turned out to be

men gave Shanks a thumbs-up, praising him, "Mr. Shanks,

he could not rely solely on exceptional

conditions were not as advanced. Doctors had

was using those old

instructed the two men to assist him in correcting Gerald's

the fractures

calm voice,

severe fractures that required surgery, they would either have to transport Gerald back to the Island of Despair or just keep him here until his

the latter, the fractured

intention of returning to the Island of Despair. He

were still two missing. Without those two herbs, Kassy was

the two men to apply medicine powder to Gerald's external wounds while he secured the fractured areas and then administered

was done, Shanks stood up and walked to the door of the

Abel's men had already finished cleaning the

his way

room on the first floor and smoking a cigar. He was listening to his

walked toward him

hand, signaling his subordinate to stop reporting. "Is that guy

to continue?" replied Shanks with a gloomy

"It's fine if he's not dead. Besides, I didn't beat him

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