Conservative Treatment Also Meant Stuffing the Patient into Your Underwear

"Found her."

It was Guokou Tangzi's voice on the other end of the phone.

"Is she alive?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"I used soup to keep her last breath going, but if she can't be sent to a hospital immediately, she'll still die."

Guokou Tangzi said.

"Then get her to a hospital immediately."

Although hospitals also devoured people whole, as the owner of a major bathhouse, she probably could still afford the medical bills.

Otherwise, without a mandatory food delivery system like Bloodstained Restaurant's, hospitals wouldn't be able to stay open either.

"You make it sound easy. We've been surrounded by gangs from the Old District. We can't break out."

Guokou Tangzi said.

"Huh? Where's my boss?"

"It's all Cow-Horse's fault. We were about to leave when we ran into people from a gang it had offended. They called for backup and stopped us."

Guokou Tangzi said bitterly.

"Uh..."

Liu Zheng didn't know what to say either.

People familiar with a place were usually connected to those who lived there. Sometimes through favors, sometimes through grudges.

All he could say was that they, along with the owner of Blissful Bathhouse, had terrible luck.

"Then why did you call me?"

He asked.

If they had already started fighting, Guokou Tangzi shouldn't have had time to call him.

"They said they can let us go, but Cow-Horse has to stay behind."

Guokou Tangzi said.

"No."

Liu Zheng refused without hesitation.

Whether Cow-Horse had a way to escape or not, he could never sacrifice his own boss for a stranger.

If he had to choose between sacrificing himself or sacrificing Cow-Horse, he would most likely choose himself.

Of course, that was assuming Cow-Horse didn't betray him.

And Liu Zheng sincerely hoped that day would never come.

Though in a place like Metropolis, such a