All of Lao Xiang's clerks were not very good, and they did not listen to Ji Bu's words at all. They gestured with their fingers and reached out to fiddle with the male doctor in a white coat:
"Poujie, what did you just say? How dare you, a guy in a white coat, talk to us like that?"
"Don't fucking pull me!"
The male doctor in the white coat unceremoniously reached out and opened the hand that was pushing his shoulder, and sneered unceremoniously:
"What? What I said is wrong? If you ask me to say that you are just a bunch of scumbags, the police officer can still rescue him, but you don't care about him but you are here to take the credit. Am I wrong?"
He stretched out his hand to close the disposable disinfection cap on his head, leaned forward slightly, and raised his chin slightly to show a disdainful expression:
"A bunch of shit ghosts, it's your fault!"
"Grass!"
Faced with the provocation from the white coats, Lao Xiang's group of guys couldn't stand it any longer. They surrounded the male doctor and pushed him up.
Lao Xiang stood aside, his eyes flickering as he looked at Chen Guozhong, who had simply stopped the bleeding and was put on a stretcher to await follow-up treatment. He did not stop him.
The male doctor's words reminded him that, yes, it would not be a good idea to delay it and drag Chen Guozhong to death.
so.
Lao Xiang would not stop his lighter from having sex with this male doctor.
only.
He always felt that something was wrong. This male doctor was too high-profile. He seemed familiar to him, as if he had seen him before, but he couldn't remember the details.
"Okay, okay."
The female nurse looked at the male doctor who was surrounded inside and was pushing each other with the police officers. Seeing that a fight was about to start, she quickly went to stop it.
"Stop, don't fight, don't fight!"
She stood between the two groups of people, separated them forcibly, and explained: "This is the most famous surgical expert in our hospital. He is very famous and has a high spirit. Don't mind if he speaks a little harshly."
"Fuck, what does his fame have to do with me?!"
"Who told him to talk like this? If I don't educate him today, he won't even know his last name!"
"snort!"
The female nurse was no longer polite, and her tone became stronger: "He knows a lot of reporters from major media. If you guys continue to make nonsense, that's fine."
"When we get back, we'll tell the reporters about it and let them publicize it. I'll see how you end it!"
As soon as these words came out, all the guys who had been besieging the male doctor stopped one by one, restrained themselves and did not dare to take action again.
Leaving a seriously injured colleague aside because of a fight for credit would be a complete scandal if this kind of thing spreads.
"Ji Sheng!"
Superintendent Mo stood up at the right time, looked at Ji Bu who was being left aside, and said:
"Do you have anything good to say?"
"I think there is no point in continuing to fight over this matter. I think it would be better to do this."
Ji Bu cleared his throat and continued: "You guys, you guys are so vying for credit. The scene is in such a mess that there is no way we can continue."
"Everyone said that this operation was effective. It's better to give half of the credit for this operation."
"You should also let go of the on-site command authority and give it to Superintendent Xiang. Everyone will be responsible for an area. In the end, the credit for this matter will be divided equally. Don't take away the credit."
"If this continues, when those media reporters come, well, the scandal will be leaked. Everyone present, let alone credit, will all be waiting for demerits. A three-thousand-word review is indispensable, right?
!”
Although Ji Bu is no longer a member of the police force, it must be said that his current suggestion is the best method.
There will be no benefit to anyone if the stalemate continues.
so.
After he finished speaking, both Superintendent Mo's and Superintendent Xiang's clerks felt it made sense and looked at their boss.
"I think it's okay."
After a brief deliberation, Superintendent Mo decided to give up part of the credit: "That's it, we will split the operation in half. I will be responsible for the collection of crime evidence at the scene and the collection of stolen goods and money, and you will be responsible for the treatment of the injured.
, our guys are also half-involved and jointly responsible.”
"For credit, just follow what Ji Sheng said. Let's split it half and half, don't grab it. It's so annoying. What are you doing?"
"OK!"
"Can!"
This time, without waiting for Lao Xiang to speak, his men all agreed. They had not put much effort into this operation, so it was a good ending to get some credit.
"That's okay too."
Seeing this, Lao Xiang could no longer continue the stalemate, so he could only nodded and agreed, put down the cigarette butt in his hand and began to direct the logistics.
Under his command, the staff in the white car and the black car began to take action, and the injured who had been initially treated at the scene began to be transported to the car.
The scene was handled quickly, with priority given to the injured who could be rescued, and they were pulled into the car and taken directly to the hospital.
"Come, get people into the car!"
The male doctor stretched out his hand to direct Lao Xiang's assistants, signaling them to carry the seriously injured Chen Guozhong onto a white car, stuffing another wounded person into it, and then signaled to close the door.
After Lao Xiang gave the command, he naturally came to the white car where Chen Guozhong was and wanted to get in. The male doctor who was about to close the door stopped him:
"What are you doing when you come down?"
“Do you understand following a car?!”
Lao Xiang snorted lightly and said naturally: "The scene has been almost handled. Sir Chen is an important witness tonight. The credit of my buddy and I depends entirely on him to prove it. I must follow him to ensure that his
Safety."
"I'll beat your lungs out!"
The male doctor murmured: "I say you police officers, one or two, from the superintendent to the constable, all of you are so utilitarian. I guess if this person hadn't been rescued, he would have been alive."
He got up from the coffin in anger."
He didn't stop him anymore. He waved his hand distractedly and motioned to the superintendent to get in the car: "Then you squat down. There are two people in the car and there is no place for you to sit."
"Okay."
Lao Xiang shrugged indifferently: "It's my duty to take care of them. Let's drive to the hospital quickly."
"snort!"
The male doctor glanced at him again, reached out to close the car door, walked around the car to the driver's seat, got in, and greeted the driver to drive.
The white car's lights flashed and it made a harsh sound as it quickly left the industrial park and headed towards the hospital.
rear.
Ji Bu stood next to Superintendent Mo, took out a cigarette and lit it. His eyes flickered as he looked at Superintendent Xiang who was walking away with the car. He also handed one to Superintendent Mo and puffed away:
"Sir Mo, what do you think Superintendent Xiang will be doing in the white car?!"
"hey-hey!"
Superintendent Mo stuck out his tongue and licked his slightly dry lips, took a puff of his cigarette and looked at Ji Bu with ambiguous eyes:
"You are really crafty, I'm really looking forward to what show Lao Xiang will bring to us."
"Hahaha"
The two looked at each other and laughed tacitly.
…
The white car went further and further away, and the red and blue lights flashing on the roof of the car accentuated the night.
The car drove quickly on the road and headed towards the hospital at a very fast speed.
Lao Xiang squatted down in the white car. The car, which was originally designed for one person, already seemed crowded when two wounded people were placed there. With Lao Xiang joining the car, the space inside the car became even more crowded. .
"call"
Lao Xiang took a deep breath and exhaled heavily. Half-crouching in the car, he swayed with the bumps of the car.
His eyes flickered as he looked out the window at the scenery that was rapidly reversing with the speed of the car. The lights of the street lights were projected on his face at intervals, making his face look dim and uncertain.
It took a while.
Lao Xiang's eyes turned to the inside of the car. He first looked at the unconscious police officer lying on the stretcher on the left, motionless, and reached out to rub him. The police officer was motionless.
Turn around.
His eyes fell on Chen Guozhong on the stretcher on the right. Chen Guozhong was seriously injured. He only had a simple trauma bandage. The dagger inserted in his abdomen had not been removed because of fear of heavy bleeding.
Chen Guozhong was also unconscious at this moment, and his face was pale and motionless. The only thing that proved that he was still alive was the white mist that appeared and disappeared on the oxygen breathing mask that appeared and disappeared from time to time with his difficult breathing.
There were only three of them in the car, and it seemed very quiet at the moment. The car continued to move forward. It was already halfway out, and in a few minutes, the car would arrive at the hospital.
"call."
Lao Xiang took another deep breath and exhaled, staring at Chen Guozhong with flickering eyes. He lowered his gaze and focused on the dagger inserted in Chen Guozhong's abdomen, with the blade half submerged in blood.
It seemed that he was obsessed with something and had a guilty conscience, so he subconsciously looked left and right. After confirming that no one was around, he stretched out his hand towards the dagger stuck in Chen Guozhong's abdomen.
As long as he pushes the dagger in, Chen Guozhong should be in trouble.
Once Chen Guozhong died, his mission was completed.
only.
When his hand was halfway out, Lao Xiang suddenly pulled it back.
no.
You can't push it in directly. If you push the dagger in directly, Chen Guozhong may die, but the amount of penetration of the dagger will be wrong.
As an old policeman, Lao Xiang still has the most basic professional qualities. If I remember correctly, someone had already taken pictures of Chen Guozhong.
If you push the dagger in and then pull it out, you can't guarantee that it will be the same before and after, and you can't handle the blood stains on the knife.
If there is a discrepancy in the process and someone discovers something is wrong and he is in the car again, he will be investigated.
He is also the only suspect.
so.
Lao Xiang turned to the second method and cut off Chen Guozhong's oxygen!
Lao Xiang, who was half-crouching, stood up with his knees bent, moved his body to the position of Chen Guozhong's head, and looked at him expressionlessly.
He reached out and pulled out the disposable rubber gloves lying next to him, put them on himself, and then pulled off Chen Guozhong's oxygen mask without hesitation.
Chen Guozhong's reaction was very fast. He immediately felt uncomfortable and began to react in a daze.
"snort."
How could Lao Xiang let him get his wish? He held an oxygen mask in his left hand and directly covered Chen Guozhong's mouth and nose with his right hand, suffocating him.
For a while.
In a daze, Chen Guozhong's reaction became even more intense, and he began to struggle as if it were a conditioned reflex of his body's functions.
"Die!"
Lao Xiang Leng stared at Chen Guozhong with his eyes fierce, his right hand tightly covering Chen Guozhong's mouth and nose.
The streetlight outside the car window flashed past, illuminating the face of Lao Xiang with a ferocious expression.
Seeing Chen Guozhong's reaction gradually weakening, Lao Xiang showed a proud expression on his lips.
suddenly.
Behind Lao Xiang, another wounded man who was lying on the stretcher sat up from the stretcher without any warning.
Lao Xiang only felt that the back of his head was being pressed by a cold tube, and the unique cold texture of metal made his whole body stagnate and the smile on his face became stiff.
"Don't move!"
The wounded man held a .38 in his hand, his finger on the trigger, and said coldly:
"Let go of Chen Guozhong, or I will shoot you."
"."
Lao Xiang's limbs stiffened. Looking at Chen Guozhong who had his mouth and nose covered by him, he felt cold all over his body, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his heart was chilled.
It seems that I have fallen into a trap.
After thinking briefly for a few minutes, Lao Xiang gritted his teeth with a livid face, let go of Chen Guozhong, picked up the oxygen mask that had fallen to the ground, and put it on him again.
Lao Xiang slowly raised his hand, turned around slowly with a smile, and looked at the wounded in front of him:
"Well, actually, I was joking with Sir Chen, do you believe it?!"
His eyes flickered, staring at the strange man in front of him, looking for an opportunity.
only.
This man was very experienced. When he turned around, he put the .38 in his waist and pointed the gun at Lao Xiang, making it impossible for him to seize the gun.
The wounded man raised his hand and patted the car, and the white car braked and stopped.
The rear door opens.
Someone immediately came up and dragged Lao Xiang out of the car and held him down.
The male doctor in a white coat followed him down, took off the disposable sterilization cap on his head, and shook off his dreadlocks:
"Sorry, Superintendent Xiang, you fell into our trap."
The co-pilot of the white car took out a camera and brought it to Wuying, and took a picture of the device:
"Just now, you were filmed attacking Chen Guozhong and Chen Sir in the car."
"you!"
Lao Xiang staggered and looked at Wuying holding the device, only to feel his eyes go dark.
I've been fooled.
"I've already said it, you bunch of bastards are still not convinced, now are you convinced?!"
The male doctor shook his dreadlocks and showed a mocking smile:
"Come on, call Brother Wuying to come and listen. Maybe if I feel better for a while, I can consider letting you go."
"Flies?!"
Lao Xiang looked at the fly in front of him, and suddenly he realized. No wonder he looked at this doctor and thought he looked familiar. Isn't this fucking Ji Bu's person?
"Cough cough cough!"
There was a hard coughing sound in the white car, and Chen Guozhong's weak voice sounded:
"I think I can still save a little more."
"Forehead"
Wuying smiled awkwardly, then remembered that there was a seriously injured Chen Guozhong in the car waiting for treatment, and quickly motioned to the nurse to drive away.
later.
Two cars drove up quickly and stopped next to Wuying and the others.
Ji Bu and Superintendent Mo got out of the car one after the other.
"Lao Xiang, we meet again."
Superintendent Mo walked up to Superintendent Xiang with a smile and looked him up and down for a while:
"It's amazing. He even thought about killing Chen Guozhong and silencing him. He was so cruel. He even did it to himself."
"Mo Changkong!"
Lao Xiang's hands were held down, and he raised his head and stared at Superintendent Mo: "How did you know?!"
Until now, he has not tried to explain anything anymore. All the evidence is there, but he can't explain it clearly.
"Of course it's Ji Sheng."
Superintendent Mo bared his teeth and smiled: "He thinks there is something wrong with you, so of course I will be very happy to cooperate with him in a play. Is my performance okay?"
