Life With You

Before Song Xilin left the operating room, Ling Yue was waiting for her at the door. Seeing that her face was gray, he asked in a low voice: How are you? Are you okay?

Song Xi nodded slightly and was about to speak when Ling Yue replied tactfully: He is fine. The operation went well. He has been sent to the ward downstairs. He will wake up when the anesthesia wears off.

Song Xi said weakly: Thank you.

She was about to go downstairs to see George Sheng, but Ling Yue stopped her and said: Don't go down yet, Chang Jingle and Ruan Boyan are here. There are traffic police and criminal police outside, and even the armed police are dispatched. The two of them are currently unconscious. , the police can’t ask them, you are the only witness at the scene, Chang Jingle asked me to tell you, I don’t know anything, don’t say anything, the lawyer will be here soon.”

Song Xi frowned slightly and remained silent, looking thoughtful.

The automatic door opposite opened, and a nurse on night duty ran over. She looked at Song Xi, then at Ling Yue, and said, Doctor Song, there are police outside looking for you.

Hearing this, Ling Yue raised his hand to support Song Xi and said, Hurry up and push a bed over. Doctor Song just said that he doesn't feel well.

The little nurse was stunned and nodded slowly, Oh. After that, she ran forward quickly.

Ling Yue looked at Song Xi and said: Don't worry, have a good sleep, I will help you take care of George Sheng and Yuan Bao, and leave other things to others.

Song Xi was lying on the hospital bed and was pushed out of the operating room by the nurse and Ling Yue. There was a traffic policeman and two criminal policemen standing at the door of the operating room. Seeing this, they couldn't help but ask: Is Dr. Song inside?

Ling Yue glanced at Song Xi on the hospital bed, She is Dr. Song. She just completed a major operation and fainted from exhaustion.

One of the detectives asked slightly surprised: Fainted?

Ling Yue's face was expressionless and he said in a cold tone: It's past one in the morning, and she has just completed more than three hours of surgery. The doctor is also a human being, not to mention she is still a woman.

The other person saw that Ling Yue was obviously emotional and stepped forward and said: Don't get me wrong, my colleague has no other intentions. I wanted to ask Dr. Song about some situations. In this case, let's wait until Dr. Song wakes up.

Ling Yue nodded slightly in response and pushed Song Xi into the elevator and downstairs.

Originally, Song Xi was just faking it, but as soon as she lay down, all the blood in her body was sloshing to the top of her head. She felt like she was spinning, as if she had a cerebral hemorrhage. At first, she had a splitting headache, and later she felt nauseated. This was extreme panic combined with high-intensity overdraft. of sequelae.

Ling Yue found Song Xi lying on the quilt, her body shaking slightly. This kind of shaking was unconscious, or she couldn't control it.

After entering the doctor's lounge, Ling Yue gave Song Xi a soothing injection and told her, Go to sleep, we are here.

Song Xi soon fell into darkness. This darkness was different from normal sleep. It was forced sleep under the influence of drugs. There was no dream, no consciousness, just simple relaxation and rest.

Ling Yue left the lounge and walked out. He met Ruan Boyan in the corridor who had just finished making a phone call. The two met and Ruan Boyan asked, How is Song Xi?

Ling Yue said: The police just came to look for her. She pretended to be faint and hid. She must have been very frightened by what happened today. She just got off the operating table. I gave her an injection and asked her to take it easy first.

Ruan Boyan said: Thank you for your hard work.

Ling Yue said: I should do it.

After saying this, the two of them were silent for a moment, and then Ruan Boyan took the initiative to say: Does Xiaowen know?

Ling Yue's eyes quickly flashed with guilt and helplessness, and he replied aloud: When Xiao Xi called, we were together. I lied to her that there was an emergency at the hospital, and I didn't dare to tell her the truth.

When Song Xi said he had been shot, Ling Yue's head buzzed. With Qiao Aiwen's temper, how could he dare to tell her?

A few seconds later, Ruan Boyan whispered: That's fine.

There was no policeman in the corridor. Ling Yue lowered his voice and asked, What's going on?

Ruan Boyan said: I don't know the specifics. Zhi Sheng never tells us anything other than business. He has already called Tong Hao before. He will take the fastest flight back. He should know.

No one thought that one day George Sheng and Yuan Bao would fall at the same time, and the remaining people were not unable to deal with the aftermath, but they just didn't know anything, and they didn't even have a way to take revenge.

In a place like Night City, under the emperor's feet, it stands to reason that holding guns and killing people should not happen, but in fact, this is not the case. No matter how safe the place is, dangerous things will always happen. The difference is whether the report wants to be seen by others, and whether it can be seen by others. see.

Just like this shooting case, when Song Xi sent George Sheng and Yuan Bao to the hospital, first of all, the doctor would know, and secondly, if the traffic police knew about it, they would definitely notify the criminal police, and the criminal police would also inform the armed police. Knowing that it is impossible to keep it secret, then I can only check it layer by layer.

The first group of people who arrived in the area near Cuicheng Mountain to collect corpses were sent by George Sheng, who only collected the corpses of his own people, as well as guns and ammunition.

When the second group of people arrived at the scene, they were sent by the police station to load all the remaining corpses into trucks and clean up the battlefield. However, they did not block the scene, but quietly led the team away. Everything seemed to be like nothing. Didn't happen.

By the time the third group of people came here, Mao'er couldn't even see it. Even the blood on the ground had been washed away with water. If there was anything left behind, it might just be the lingering smell of blood in the air.

There should have been many unknown insects chirping in the woods on a summer night, but at the moment, there was silence, as if they had seen something they shouldn't have seen, and everything was so scared that they wisely chose to keep their mouths shut.

This night was destined to be a sleepless night. Almost every high-ranking official in the agency could guess that George Sheng and Yuan Bao were injured in the Cuicheng Mountain area. However, not a single person from George Sheng was left at the scene, and even if they were, So what next?

For those in power, isn't this a perfect opportunity to catch the Qiao family's weakness, win them over if they're close, or threaten them if they retreat?

So that night, the police station kept calling Ji Quanzhong, first from Lin Dongwen, then from Sheng Zhengrong, and even the Lan family called for inquiries. Ji Quanzhong always maintained an attitude that he would handle the matter impartially. At dawn, we continued to send people to the scene to search.

When it was a little later, he sat in the study and smoked, keeping watch on a personal phone. When it was about four o'clock in the morning, the phone finally rang. Almost immediately, Ji Quanzhong put out most of the cigarettes and answered the phone: Hey, Yuan Qing.

Song Yuanqing's voice came from the phone: I heard something happened outside. How are Xiaoxi and Zhisheng?

Ji Quanzhong replied: My people have been guarding the hospital and are fine. George Sheng was shot in the leg. The people around him were seriously injured. It was your daughter who performed the surgery.

Song Yuanqing was relieved when he heard that Song Xi could still go to the operating table.

Ji Quanzhong said: I have just received calls from several companies above, all wanting to take over this matter. I have been waiting for your call. What do you mean?