Once formidable and imposing, the gang boss Uncle Qi now looked like a destitute old beggar. Apart from the gunshot wound on his thigh, his face, body, and arms were marked with varying degrees of injuries, clearly the result of a severe beating from Zeng Shisan.
Uncle Wei checked him over and angrily ran outside shouting, "Let me take people to carry him out. I need to find medicine to treat him!"
The guards holding firearms at the door were impatient. "Just tell us what you need, and we'll get it for you."
"Can you find it? Do you know anything about herbs? Do you think giving him a piece of herb to chew on will save his life? If you don't let me take people out to get medicine to treat him, you might as well ask Zeng Shisan to come and collect his corpse."
The guards at the door were somewhat reluctant. After some discussion, they finally agreed and sent a few guards to assist Uncle Wei.