Chapter 112: San Diego

Chen Kun got in the car and Mogley started the car.
Chen Ye looked at Mogley, who was bloody, and after a moment of speechlessness, he said, "Take off your shirt. Let me show you the injury first."
Mogley threw his shirt out of the window while driving.
"Where are we going this time?"
"San Diego."
"What? Go to San Diego? So far?"
"Yes," Mogli replied concisely.
"I thought you would hide in the old woods in the mountains. How could you run to San Diego?"
San Diego estimates that most Chinese do not know where it is, but you should have heard of another translation, San Diego.
San Diego is more than one hundred kilometers from Los Angeles and is located southeast of Los Angeles.
However, Dashan Town is northwest of Los Angeles. From Dashan Town to San Diego, it will take at least 300 kilometers without taking the main road.
"Near Mexico, we plan to enter the Gulf of California, and then enter Mexico along the coastline," Mogli said.
"You told me the running route, is it okay?"
"I believe you," Mogley said.
Chen Ye didn't know, should he be so happy that he was so trusted by a gangster ...
"How did you do this injury, all of them were cut with sharp weapons? Who would you fight against?"
"Don't mention it, it was made by a woman."
"You won't be able to beat a woman, right?"
"If you change it, you can't beat it. The woman is a monster. No one can beat her."
Chen Ye did not argue with Mogley on this point. He was a doctor and not a thug.
"The other party doesn't seem to be killer."
"So the woman is a monster, and she delights in torture."
"Pretty?"
"If she was beautiful, there would be no ugly woman in this world."
"Fortunately ... it doesn't seem to be her."
"what?"
"It's nothing."
After leaving the Los Angeles area, the car took the coastal road. I have to say that the scenery of this road is really beautiful.
At this time, the weather was getting colder, and Chen Ye by the window blowing the sea breeze at night was a bit cold.
But Chen Yan had to open the car window, otherwise the car would be bloody.
Chen Yan couldn't stand such a heavy smell, but Mogley couldn't bear it.
Because he was shirtless ...
But he couldn't speak because he was ... a tough guy.
Chen Yan glanced at Mogri: "Blowing a bit of cold wind will help the body to dissipate heat, improve blood circulation, and accelerate wound formation."
To put it bluntly, this is a kind of heat consumption, and running is the same thing.
Of course, if the heat dissipation principle is not controlled well, it will be lost.
The stronger a person is, the more cold-resistant it is. In fact, a strong person may not be cold-resistant because the thermal nerve response is more intense.
Cold resistance requires long-term exercise, or the elderly.
Why do the elderly resist the cold? Because the elderly's physical functions and thermal sensory neurons have deteriorated, their response to the temperature difference between them is slower than that of young people.
This is like a person who is about to freeze to death, and feels warmth for almost the same reason.
People who are about to freeze to death will feel warm because the body's heat-sensing nerves have become necrotic and no change in temperature can be felt.
Of course, with Mogley's constitution, the cold wind can't die.
At best, it's just a cold ...
A sneeze--
"Chen, give me your coat."
"I will be cold."
"I can do it too."
"No, tough guys can't be cold."
"Who set it for my people? When did I say I was a tough guy?"
"Then you are a tough guy?"
"Give me your clothes first."
"It's disgusting to take off the coat to a man." In the end, Chen Yan took off the coat to Mogley.
...
For four or five hours by car, Chen Yan was dizzy.
I don't know if it was because of a car ride or the sea breeze.
Although Morgrey and his boss are hiding in San Diego, they are not in the city.
When he arrived in San Diego, Mogley drove the car down a side road, bypassing the city.
It is estimated that this winding path has not been repaired for more than 20 years, resulting in serious damage to its appearance.
At more than two in the morning, the car stopped at a train station, an abandoned train station.
Here are the graves of old-fashioned trains parked with several rusty steam trains.
I have to say that this is indeed an excellent hiding place.
咚咚咚
Mogley knocked on the compartment and the door opened.
"Mr. Chen, you are here."
The decadent man looked at Chen Ye in surprise. Chen Ye remembered him, as if he was called Sanders, very afraid of snakes.
The gloomy man and boss named Nesta in the carriage were also there.
Nesta was still cold, but nodded when he saw Chen Yan.
"Mr. Chen, you're here." The boss lay weakly in the corner, and Nesta lifted the boss up.
Chen Zheng put down his toolbox, and the decadent male Sanders avoided immediately: "Mr. Chen, did you bring that snake?"
"It seems you miss Raymond, Raymond, come out and meet old friends."
Raymond crawled out of the aggressiveness, and then started running after the decadent man.
Chen Ye came to the boss: "Your look is very poor. Where did you get hurt?"
With the help of Nesta, the boss turned over hard, exposing the blood-stained bandage on his back.
Chen Yan opened the bandage and looked at him, a rotten smell coming out of his face.
The wound under the bandage was three fingers long, extending from the left lutea to the abdomen, and had a large area of ​​suppuration.
"It hurts me for at least three days. Why didn't you contact me earlier?" Chen Yan said with a frown.
"I had suffered such an injury before, and I didn't deal with it at that time. It was just about ten days ..." the boss said weakly.
"That can only say that you were lucky last time, but luck will not be there every time. There are also two possibilities for the same wound in different circumstances. It may be cured by autoimmunity, but it is even greater. The possibility is a wound infection. "
Chen Min touched the boss's forehead: "You have already shown signs of high fever now, if you are half a day later, you may be in the intensive care unit."
"Is the boss hurt badly?"
"The main delay is too long. If this happens again next time, either inform me early or find a bottle of strong spirits and wash the wound."
Fortunately, Chen Ye brought alcohol, which is the only medical item Chen Ye can get.
However, without anesthesia, washing the wound with alcohol and scorching the carrion is absolutely painful.
Of course, alcohol not only cleans wounds, but also physically cools them down.
Alcohol is a highly volatile liquid. It can quickly remove heat when it contacts the skin at room temperature.
Of course, the main use of antipyretics is Chen Yi, who took two tablets of ibuprofen to the boss.
Most antipyretics are not prescription drugs and can be bought in the supermarket.
In Chen Yi's toolbox, several over-the-counter medicines, such as antipyretics, painkillers, and anti-inflammatory drugs, are often used. These are also often used.
The last thing is to suture the wound, which takes about 30 minutes.