My Wife is Actually a top-tier Soldier King?!-Chapter 1143 - 1063: The Wicked Have Their Own Bros to Grind Them Down!_2
Well, isn’t this just great.
The situation has suddenly changed.
Back in Baldet, Wu Jie’s life was in his own hands.
But here, his own life is now in the grip of Wu Jie.
What’s worse is...
Wu Jie is clearly the murderer, the devil, the despicable scoundrel incessantly tormenting him.
Yet those around him are clueless, thinking instead that Wu Jie is treating him.
His own private doctor not only failed to see the issue, damn it, he even applauded Wu Jie for his efforts.
I am the fish on the chopping block, and others, the knife and cleaver.
This change in status, this helpless and miserable state, is infuriating and regrettable beyond measure.
Thinking of this, Abulaxi really wants to leap up.
First, to smack his private doctor dead, chop off his hands, gouge out his eyes—how could he be so blind and applaud?
Then tie Wu Jie to the bed, and give him acupuncture and electrotherapy, let him feel the torturous pain that makes life not worth living.
If only...
All this is nothing but wishful thinking.
Abulaxi is left to suffer, cursing incessantly in his heart.
Damn son of a bitch!
Wu Jie you scammer, I trusted you completely; I treated you well, had deep talks with you about grand plans...
But what about you?
Damn it, I am really going to be scammed to death by you!
Abulaxi is full of regret.
He shouldn’t have invited Wu Jie for kebabs and drinks at noon, shouldn’t have been deceived by Wu Jie’s sweet talk, shouldn’t have let him poison...
Especially the poisoning part, Abulaxi feels he was too trusting of Wu Jie, and there’s his uncontrollable headache, definitely caused by some secret drug Wu Jie used.
The same Wu Jie who could develop a panacea like Detox Pill for sure has no problem concocting some confusing or headache-inducing drugs.
Sigh!
Pain! Regret! Frustration! Shame! Despair!
Abulaxi lays on the hospital bed, tormented again and again by the pain, forced to listen to a group of people chatting and laughing by his side.
Such a heavy blow truly etches deep in Abulaxi’s memory.
He silently vows, if he can survive by chance, if he can successfully escape...
He must capture Wu Jie and subject him to all kinds of severe tortures!
He must make him taste this ruthlessness, the despair of wanting to live but not able to, wanting to die but not able to!
He swears, without taking this revenge, he refuses to be considered human!
"Alright, alright, no need to praise me anymore, I just had a sudden idea to try it out on the Commander!"
Wu Jie raises his hand, gesturing for everyone to stop buttering him up and keep their flattery to themselves.
Abulaxi thought the painful acupuncture and electrotherapy were about to end, however...
He still grossly underestimated Wu Jie, this extreme scammer.
"I think the Commander’s current condition is not bad, it seems that acupuncture combined with electrotherapy does have some effect!"
"But the Commander is the leader of the Baldet battle zone, it’s often in turmoil without his presence, it’s prone to chaos!"
"So personally, I think we should increase the electric current, raise the voltage, so the Commander can recover even faster!"
...
Hearing Wu Jie talk like this, Abulaxi really wants to leap out of bed and tear this bastard apart.
You’re damn near torturing me to death and you call it having some effect?
Increasing voltage and current is not to make me recover quickly, but to make the pain worse right?
You bastard!
A scammer that kills without paying life for life, a super major one at that!
And what leaves Abulaxi speechless is...
"Commander’s sudden illness caught many people off guard, he must recover quickly and return to take control!"
"And Mr. Wu, you are the most authoritative among us all, so whatever you say about the treatment, we’ll follow!"
His private doctor’s words drove Abulaxi into total despair.
Damn it!
Didn’t I pay your salary and bonuses, or have I mistreated you normally?
You damn dog, actually handing my life over to that scammer Wu Jie.
And even letting him treat however he wants, damn it, aren’t you just letting Wu Jie torture me however he pleases?
And why the hell have you left all the decisions to Wu Jie? Where’s your own judgment?
And what’s the cause of this damn relentless headache?
What a shame...
Abulaxi is so angry he can’t speak, he doesn’t even have the ability to question.
He can’t speak or move, all he can do is to suffer and stay silent unwillingly and dumbfounded.
What to do?
What should I do?
Abulaxi really regrets it so much he could die.
Why did I even bother doing this in the first place?
If only I had known that Wu Jie came to Baldet with malicious intent, filled with malevolence, I should have tied him up right at the airport.
Why even bother with a roast whole camel? Why the lavish drinks?
I should have kept him under house arrest, heavily guarded, not letting him go unless he handed over the nuclear warhead and a hefty ransom, never entertaining delusional thoughts he could leave Baldet alive...
What a pity, such a pity!
I don’t have the ability to foresee this, nor could I see through Wu Jie’s wolfish ambitions.
Now that I’ve been tricked and fallen into a trap, what else can I do but to suffer silently?
Soon.
With Wu Jie increasing the voltage, upping the current, Abulaxi’s body shudders, trembling relentlessly like an epileptic seizure, shaking non-stop.
At this moment.
He can’t speak, can’t move, and even his sense of pain is relentless, rendering him incapable of thinking clearly.
Moreover, he has no idea what the people around him are saying or doing.
Pain!
Bone-piercing, heart-drilling pain!
Heart-wrenching, lung-splitting pain!
Like countless piranhas are crazily gnawing at his body!
Feels like multiple drills are boring into many parts of his body!
Such torment that is incessantly fluctuating, with waves of pain making Abulaxi feel like he could pass out any moment.
...
I don’t know how much time has passed.
When the pain subsides, Abulaxi feels completely numb all over, utterly lacking strength.
It’s like the weakness of starving for days and nights, almost to death; even breathing feels very heavy.
Trying to open his eyes, Abulaxi’s vision flickers in and out.
He sees the surgery lamp, the ceiling, and then a...
Damn it!
Wu Jie’s familiar and hateful face immediately brings back Abulaxi’s spirits, summoning a little strength out of nowhere.
Feeling extremely humiliated, he tries to sit up, but can’t move at all.
He wants to speak, but his throat feels like it’s being clamped shut, and he can’t make any sound whatsoever.
"Commander, you’re awake? How does your body feel?"
Wu Jie asks in all seriousness.
But the more serious Wu Jie is, the more infuriated Abulaxi is inside,
How the hell do you think I feel?
I’m almost tortured to death by you, what else?
And I can’t even talk, not even a grimace, how could I express what I feel!
"Commander is not holding his head and howling in pain anymore, and all physiological indicators seem normal, I think you must be on the mend!"
"On the mend? In my opinion, we need to observe more, treat more, can’t let the condition relapse!"
"The director’s right, in my opinion, you’d better stay here for a few days!"
"A few days? The Commander can at most stay here for secret convalescence for two days, otherwise, we can’t keep it hidden!"
...
The private doctor’s words instantly make Abulaxi nearly die of rage.
I can’t stand staying for a moment, and you want me to convalesce for two days?
Fallen into the hands of this devil Wu Jie, would I even survive two days?
...
