What's wrong with living for tens of thousands of years and eating soft food?

Fang Jun also had face, Qin Ruifa personally drove him to the hospital.

The two of them had only been walking for five minutes when a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard who looked to be less than sixty years old walked into the Public Security Bureau with his clothes pressed tightly.

"Hello, if you want to report a crime, please go to the police station. We are the Public Security Bureau here and we don't accept it directly..."

Before the policeman in charge of reception could finish his words, the middle-aged man with a beard jumped over to the front desk and punched the policeman on duty unconscious.

Hearing the commotion outside, several police officers walked out of the office, pointed at the bearded middle-aged man and yelled: "Hey! What do you do?"

The middle-aged man with a beard tensed his thighs and shot out like an arrow from his string. He rushed towards the police officers and knocked down one of them with one punch.

In just two breaths, people were lying down in the corridor and they all fainted.

The young man with a beard came to the door of the interrogation room with familiarity. After opening the door, he knocked out the two police officers responsible for the interrogation and then stood in front of Li Mingchang.

"You...who are you?!" Li Mingchang asked in extreme horror.

He is an honest man, but not a fool.

The bearded middle-aged man in front of me can break into the interrogation room and beat two policemen unconscious. How can he be a good person?

"Reform well in there, and be a new person when you come out." The middle-aged man with a beard took out a wad of money from his pocket, placed it in front of Li Mingchang, turned around and left gracefully.

Li Mingchang was stunned for several minutes without regaining consciousness.

Is this person sick?

……

About forty minutes later.

In the conference room.

After watching the internal surveillance, Qin Ruifa slapped the table and pointed at the people below and cursed: "You are the police, do you know? You are not his loser!"

"A group of people who have been working as police officers for decades let an old man in his fifties wipe out the city bureau?!"

"Qin Bureau...that person is going to kill people directly. He looks like a practicing master at first glance..."

"You haven't practiced? Didn't you learn the grappling technique during the police force's training?"

Everyone looked down at their big bellies.

There are some veteran police officers in the bureau, the youngest ones are thirty-six or seventeen years old, and the training of the police force must have been at least more than ten years ago.

Everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word.

I don’t have the nerve to talk back. If word of this comes out today, my colleagues will laugh out loud!

After scolding them, Qin Ruifa lowered his head and looked at the surveillance replay in the interrogation room. Qin Ruifa was stunned when he saw the bearded middle-aged man telling Li Mingchang to reform and then throwing down a wad of money.

"What does this man mean? Why are there so many mental illnesses recently?!" Qin Ruifa squinted at the clothes on the bearded middle-aged man and said, "This man should be from a nearby construction site, look for him."

Qin Rui gave the order, and within twenty minutes, the bearded middle-aged man was handcuffed back.

Looking at the video of himself checking the police station alone, the expression of the bearded middle-aged man was even more confused than that of Li Mingchang.

"This...who is this person?"

"What are you asking me? Isn't this you?"

"No... no!" The bearded middle-aged man raised his head and explained: "This person absolutely cannot be me! How could I have done this!"

Qin Ruifa pointed at the surveillance camera and said, "See for yourself, you are really capable of this."

Middle-aged man with beard: "..."

His incident was not a big deal. After all, no one was killed and no one was seriously injured.

But this matter is not trivial to say the least. Assaulting a police officer is enough for a sentence. Just attacking a police station is challenging the majesty of the law and requires a heavy sentence!

"Comrade police, I was wronged..."

"You don't have to complain to me. The evidence is all here. I'll investigate you slowly!"

……

At ten o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining brightly.

Zhang Xiaoan hugged Fang Moxuan and slept comfortably all night, and the two finally opened their eyes.

"What to eat?" Fang Moxuan stretched and asked.

"Your mouth smells like sewer, brush your teeth first."

"Ha...ha~"

"Did you eat shit?" Zhang Xiaoan pushed Fang Moxuan aside.

After the two had a fuss on the bed for a while, they ran to the bathroom to wash up.

It was actually an hour after they got up that they received the news that Wang Wei had been stabbed.

The two of them were sitting at the dining table having breakfast, when Fang Moxuan's cell phone placed on the dining table suddenly vibrated crazily.

Fang Moxuan glanced at the caller and immediately frowned.

"Who?"

"My Father."

"Then why don't you answer?"

"The tone in my heart hasn't come out yet, and I don't want to answer it." Fang Moxuan raised her hand and pressed the mute button.

Tens of seconds later, after the call was disconnected, Zhang Xiaoan's cell phone rang.

"There must be something going on. They all called me." Zhang Xiaoan answered the phone, turned on the loudspeaker and asked, "Hey, what's wrong?"

"Are you and Xuanxuan at home?"

"You're at home, eating, what's wrong?"

Fang Jun hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "You two, stop eating now and come to the hospital quickly."

"What are you doing? Haven't the families been divided? Why are you going to the hospital?"

"Your Uncle Wei...may be dying..."

"What the hell?!"

Fang Moxuan stood up immediately and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with my Uncle Wei? We were drinking together last night, why can't he?"

"I was stabbed. I couldn't explain it on the phone. You two should come to the hospital quickly."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Xiaoan and the two rushed to the hospital.

……

On the way, Fang Moxuan could no longer control her emotions and burst into tears.

Fang Moxuan, the uncle who has watched her grow up since childhood, may have a deeper affection for Wang Wei than Fang Jun.

Seeing her pitiful look, Zhang Xiaoan advised, "Don't worry, Uncle Wei will be fine."

Fang Moxuan wiped her tears and sighed: "Oh... I hope..."

Zhang Xiaoan really didn't panic at all. Maybe it's because a skilled artist is brave, right?

When they arrived at the door of the emergency room of the hospital, a group of people had gathered around the door, including Qi Huan, who was already crying.

After several hours of resuscitation, Wang Wei's vital signs were gradually declining, and he was left hanging with only one breath.

Fang Moxuan had already adjusted her emotions before arriving at the hospital. He came to Fang Jun and asked calmly: "Dad, what happened to my Uncle Wei? Who did it?"

"It's hard to say, we're still investigating." Fang Jun looked calm on the surface, but in fact he was extremely flustered inside.

"What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said that your Uncle Wei's condition is not very good. He may... be mentally prepared at any time."

When Fang Moxuan heard this, her long-awaited emotions collapsed again, and she sat on the chair and burst into tears.

At this time.

The door of the emergency room opened from the inside, and a doctor ran out with blood on his hands and shouted: "Mr. Fang, is Mr. Fang here?"

"I'm here, what's wrong?"

The doctor came to Fang Jun and said, sweating profusely: "Mr. Wang may be dying. I'm going to try to give him a few injections of epinephrine to see if he can wake up. I want you to have a few final words with him." A word."

Fang Jun's face froze and turned extremely pale instantly: "Okay... okay, thank you, doctor."

The doctor turned and walked into the emergency room. Fang Jun covered his face and cried bitterly.

Qi Huan and Fang Moxuan hugged each other, crying so hard that they were out of breath.

next second.

The surroundings seemed to be stopped for a moment, everyone froze in place, and Fang Moxuan's tears froze in mid-air.

Zhang Xiaoan twisted his neck and stood up, walking towards the emergency room with ease...