Infinite nonsense

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you." Qiu Xin nodded and smiled at the criminal police officers while sitting in the ambulance.

"Oh... I'm really tired. My body feels like it's going to collapse..." Qiu Xin lowered his head and glanced at his plastered left arm, which leaned helplessly against the car wall and collapsed.

At this time, there was a knocking sound.

"Huh?" Qiu Xin turned his head lazily and looked at the source of the sound.

"Yo."

Zhang Min raised a bottle of beer and shook it at Qiu Xin.

"Let's celebrate a little bit."

"Oh~ I won't drink if it's not from Qixing." Qiu Xin glanced at the brand, turned his head and said loudly.

"It's really troublesome... Xuehua can't do it, right?" Zhang Min sighed and got into the car and sat opposite Qiu Xin.

"Can you understand the disappointment after working on a lot of copywriting and stamping for two hours and finally only having a bottle of snowflakes?" Qiu Xin stretched and sat up and complained to Zhang Min.

"I don't understand. I only know that the results of our efforts have cleared Yang Mo of suspicion." Zhang Min handed the document in his hand to Qiu Xin.

"The public security headquarters sent the best criminal section to investigate the crime scene. The result was that Yang Mo was successfully suspected of the crime. The He family has accepted such a result, but I heard that the He family's son also The brother of the deceased had paid a large amount of money to someone over there to assassinate Yang Mo, but he failed and is now being escorted to the police station for interrogation."

Qiu Xin flipped through the contents of the document and remained silent until he covered the document after the last page.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Zhang Min felt a little uneasy looking at Qiu Xin like this.

"Could it be that the public security headquarters is also a member of the Criminal Division?" Qiu Xin raised his head and looked at Zhang Min seriously.

"This...ah? It's impossible! It's definitely nothing more than that! What are you thinking!"

Zhang Min stood up suddenly and looked at Qiu Xin with wide eyes. He also hit his head hard on the roof of the car with a "thud".

"Holy shit...it hurts..."

"Hahaha! Just kidding, just kidding! The people sent by the headquarters will be fine." Qiu Xin laughed.

"Really... don't make such a joke!"

"Hahaha......"

Qiu Xin glanced over his head and looked at the sirens and shouts outside the car, and couldn't help but see a shadow in his eyes that was difficult for ordinary people to detect.

"The Criminal Division has tried its best to find the suspect, but we still can't find any clues."

Zhang Min used a bottle opener to open the beer, and poured the wheat-smelling beer into the bottle.

"Really? I haven't found it yet..." Qiu Xin said softly, leaning against the car wall.

"Then I'm sorry for you! Where is the wounded No. 233?!"

"Over there in the corridor! The attending doctor has just come out of the operating room! I'm going to call him now!"

"Injured No. 201 has serious blood loss in his leg and needs a blood pack! Can someone help me get it?"

"We need extra manpower for the operation! Haven't the people from the anesthesiology department arrived yet?!"

..............................

In the long corridor, doctors in white coats were wandering through various medical offices in a panic.

"Now there are more wounded! Please send more manpower!"

"How many!?"

"There are 18 people, 3 are seriously injured, 8 are slightly injured, and 7 are slightly injured!" A nurse who was leaning over the landline phone picked up a pen and wrote on the form while reporting urgently to the doctor.

"Why are so many here again!? Didn't a batch come two hours ago?!" A man wearing a mask complained as he ran towards the operating room with rubber gloves in his hands.

"It seems that there was a large-scale traffic accident in the city, which also triggered a series of vehicle explosions. I don't know the details. My friend originally said that he was going to the city to have fun today. I don't know what's going on now..." A female nurse opened her phone and frowned as she looked at several missed calls.

"Director! The wards of other sub-county hospitals are already full! The government departments are urging us to accept more wounded people!" A young man ran over with a mobile phone and looked at the director and gasped.

"What happened... Prioritize the reception of serious injuries first, and tell the attending doctors in the anesthesiology department and the internal medicine and surgical department who are on vacation to come back quickly! Tell them that the county hospital is in urgent need of treating the injured in emergencies!" The director stood up from his chair and looked at The young man said solemnly.

"Yes!"

"Sorry! Doctor, we want to make a call!"

Zhang Yehui kicked open the door of the surgical room and said loudly behind Yang Mo's back.

"I'm sorry! There are more injured people here now. Please go to the waiting area and wait patiently for registration." An attending doctor glanced at Zhang Yehui, who was sweating profusely, and explained patiently.

"Wait? No! We have to leave today! And he is suffering from serious blood loss after being shot! He needs to be operated on immediately!" Zhang Yehui said urgently after hearing this.

"Being shot? Why..." The attending doctor stared at the unconscious Yang Mo lying on Zhang Yehui's shoulder and said in surprise.

"Please hurry up! We're running out of time!" Zhang Yehui said anxiously.

"Okay! I understand. I'll call the operating personnel in charge of this right away." The attending doctor trotted out of the surgical room.

The attending doctor confirmed that Zhang Yehui, who was behind, had not followed, looked around with a vigilant look, dialed the landline phone, covered the phone and whispered.

"Hello! Hello! Yes...yes...it seems that you are here to..."

"Hey."

At this time, the attending doctor suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhang Qiaojing, who was standing behind him with his hands in his coat pockets and an expressionless face.

"Damn it...boy, please don't die." Zhang Yehui turned his head and looked at Yang Mo, who looked pale.

"Back." Qiao Jing glanced at Zhang Yehui and said.

"The doctor said there are still a few minutes to operate on us."

"Great! Huh? Where is the attending doctor just now?" Zhang Yehui looked out the door.

"Asleep." Qiao Jing turned her head and said in an unnatural tone.

"Hey...you kid can't do it just by telling some simple lies...you obviously fooled me before." Zhang Yehui said helplessly as he looked at Qiao Jing's appearance.

"What happened?"

"It's nothing, it's just that the old man wanted to reveal our location to the police and I caught him." Qiao Jing walked up to Yang Mo and touched his hand, worried.

"How dare you hide such a big thing from me!? You guys have been paying less and less attention to me lately!" Zhang Yehui looked at him with wide eyes.

"please wait patiently."

A nurse bent down to apologize to Qiao Jing and the two, then turned around and followed several operating staff, preparing to push Yang Mo into the operating room.

"Wait a minute!" Zhang Qiaojing suddenly ran up to Yang Mo and thrust something into Yang Mo's hand.

The electronic screen above the operating room changed to "Waiting."

"What did you stuff just now? It's in his hand." Zhang Yehui crossed his arms and approached Qiao Jing and asked curiously.

"Nothing, just a talisman."

Qiao Jing clenched his palms and stared at the surgery door.