Success - 694 Deep Coma

"Responsibility? Well, since it is Secretary Shen's wish, then...let it go! It's okay to let it go, and then 'invite' it in again when necessary. I don't believe there are still people who can freely enter and leave the Discipline Inspection Commission. , Huh! But why do you want this bastard to come and pick you up? Are all Du Jieqi’s family members dead?” Realizing that his words and deeds were somewhat contrary to Shen Guoliang, Zhang Qiuli immediately found a good one for himself. Climb down the ladder.

"I heard that she moved out after she divorced Liao Zhenfeng, but no one knows exactly where she lives. Also, there are only two parents in her natal family. She is probably too old to walk! So, after searching all over, I only found this guy named Dou..." Luo Zhiqiang touched his burning and stinging face and explained subconsciously.

In the ward, Du Jiaqi was lying on the bed with a bloodless face, and her motionless appearance frightened Dou Yifan so much that he couldn't even move forward. He stared blankly at the woman on the bed, who was there two weeks ago. The woman in front of him who was smiling beautifully had become skinny and lifeless.

"Jieqi...Jieqi, wake up, wake up! What happened to her? Tell me!" Looking at the woman in front of him who seemed to have no vital signs, Dou Yifan's footsteps seemed to be stuck in place by universal glue. It seemed that he could not move. His brain was deprived of oxygen for several minutes and could not move. Dou Yifan, who came back to his senses, rushed over, hugged Du Jiaqi's head and gently stroked her thin cheek. , he whispered the name of the woman on the bed affectionately but did not see her reaction for a long time. The bloodshot eyes in Dou Yifan's eyes quickly gathered again. He gently shook Du Jieqi's shoulders, but still could not see any reaction from her. .This time, Dou Yifan couldn't bear it anymore. He gently put down Du Jiaqi, turned around and roared loudly at the white coat standing in the corner.

"She...she is in a deep coma and has...been...for more than twenty-four hours." The shocked doctor on duty waved his hand to Dou Yifan and explained in a low voice.

"Deep coma? What does it mean? When will she wake up? Why did she get into a deep coma? Was it like this when the Discipline Inspection Commission sent her here?" Dou Yifan stepped forward coldly, staring with cold eyes. The doctor in front of me asked loudly.

"No, no, this woman was still somewhat conscious when the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection sent her here, but later... I don't know what happened. The more she was given the infusion, the more unconscious she became. In fact, our hospital doesn't know what happened. "When she was sent here that day..." The doctor on duty shrank his neck when Dou Yifan stabbed him with his yang finger, and carefully explained with a smile on his face. Although the doctor didn't know who Dou Yifan was. No matter what the reason, but when he saw that Lao Ji who was guarding in front of the ward was beaten by him, the doctor on duty didn't want to become the second poor person with blood coming from the corner of his mouth.

Beside the hospital bed, Dou Yifan's eyes became colder and colder as the doctor described it. Looking at the motionless Du Jieqi, Dou Yifan's big hands clenched tightly into two big fists with distinct joints. Until the doctor on duty said: After that, Dou Yifan sneaked out of the ward without noticing it. The words of the doctor on duty, "I don't know when I will wake up," kept swirling in his mind, and his expression became colder and colder. Slowly stepped forward, carefully unplugged the tubes wrapped around the back of Du Jiaqi's hands one by one, and pushed away the infusion stand next to the hospital bed. He gently picked up the skinny woman on the bed, Dou Yifan's eyes widened. It looked like it was about to bleed, and it was covered with bloodshot eyes. He stretched out his hand to tuck her long hair that had lost its luster. Dou Yifan awkwardly put her hair behind her ears. He lowered his head and kissed Du Jieqi's cold cheek. On his forehead, Dou Yifan hugged the woman in his arms tightly and walked towards the door step by step.

"Hey, hey, hey, stop! Who agreed with you to take her away?" Zhang Qiuli, who had just agreed with Luo Zhiqiang's point of view and agreed to let Dou Yifan take away Du Jieqi, gradually began to cry when he saw Dou Yifan actually holding Du Jieqi.

Out of his sight, he couldn't help but rush out of the office, pointed at Dou Yifan's back and asked loudly.

"Do I still need your permission to take my woman away? What's your name? If you have the guts, just leave a name. I will come to find you in person one day." Dou Yifan turned back coldly and spoke with a blood-streaked expression.

He stared hard at Zhang Qiuli again and again, and squeezed out a few words through his teeth that made Zhang Qiuli shrink back again.

"You...I...Luo Zhiqiang, were you beaten in vain like this? Don't you intend to pursue this person's criminal responsibility? Luo Zhiqiang, are you just..." Without the guts to confront Dou Yifan, Zhang Qiuli

He simply turned the flames of war on Luo Zhiqiang, who had just been severely beaten. Looking at Luo Zhiqiang, who was standing aside and pretending to be okay, Zhang Qiuli deliberately informed Dou Yifan of his colleagues by name and surname.

"Huh!" Dou Yifan snorted coldly, realizing that Zhang Qiuli had revealed a hidden danger. If Luo Zhiqiang really wanted to fight with him to the end, just calling the police and reporting that he was attacked would be enough for Dou Yifan to drink.

The pleasure he felt when he hit someone immediately turned into an unspeakable burden. It seemed that impulse was the devil. Under the guidance of this devil, Dou Yifan hit the third person in front of him.

This leaves a safety hazard. Officials must take good care of their feathers, especially those corrupt officials who have shit on their bodies. They should take care of their reputations and write more official articles to cover up their true colors. The more

Those who shout louder are more likely to have the most guilty conscience. This is a truth that is hard to hide, and it is also an objective truth that has been personally experienced by many great leaders.

"No, no, no need. I think Dou Yifan also had a misunderstanding and did not understand the truth of the matter before shipping the goods. So, I...I will not pursue it." Luo Zhiqiang, who was defeated by Zhang Qiuli, suddenly stuttered.

He got up. He covered his red and swollen cheek and expressed the most magnanimous understanding of Dou Yifan's behavior.

"Hmph! You, you, and you, let me hear it clearly. If there is anything wrong with Du Jieqi, I, Dou Yifan, will make everyone in your Discipline Inspection Commission who tortured her have their families broken up." After hearing Luo Zhiqiang's answer,

Dou Yifan snorted coldly. He silently turned back and stared at the several investigators of the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection behind him, and snorted a gust of cold wind from his nose again. He spoke coldly, threatening the people present.

of various people.

"You..." Hearing Dou Yifan's Hong Guoguo threat, Zhang Qiuli almost jumped up in anger. But seeing Dou Yifan who was radiating coldness, Zhang Qiuli did not dare to provoke this young man who seemed to be the reincarnation of the devil.

man.

"Jie'er, let's go, let's go home." Dou Yifan glanced at Zhang Qiuli with disdain, ignored the surprised eyes behind him, hugged the unconscious woman in his arms and murmured in a low voice,
Chapter completed!