In the police station, Xuan Ruoyu was recording a statement because of intentional injury and false police report.

Xuan Ruozhen and Xuan's mother waited in the hospital all morning, but before Xuan Ruoyu arrived, the hospital's RH negative blood was short. Xuan Ruozhen didn't get a blood transfusion, so she suddenly fainted and was given an infusion in the hospital.

Gao Haoyang was kicked and lay on the hospital bed in the emergency room.

When Father Xuan found out, he was so angry that he rushed straight to the police station to arrest him.

There is a folk saying that the emperor loves the eldest son, and the common people love the youngest son.But in Xuanjia, it is completely the opposite.

"Xuan Ruoyu" was raised at her grandma's house in the country since she was a child. She was taken to her parents' side when she was 6 years old and entered elementary school. Since then, she has served as her brother's "mobile blood bank".

The parents gave all the preference to his elder brother Ruozhen, which caused the original owner to lack love since he was a child. If others treat him a little better, he will treat others wholeheartedly and wholeheartedly, for fear of losing that little bit of love.

So Yuanshen obviously hated injections, but still compromised again and again, donating blood for his brother.

Gao Haoyang showed his kindness to him a little bit, and he agreed to everything he asked.

His family has long been accustomed to his weakness and compromise. Today, when he resisted a little, Xuan's father felt that Xuan Ruoyu was rebellious.

When Xuan Yidao came to the police station angrily, Xuan Ruoyu had just finished recording his statement and was standing next to the water dispenser to receive water.

He ran in front of Xuan Ruoyu indiscriminately. Before he could catch his breath, he rolled up his sleeves and hit her without asking a word.

Facing the sudden attack, Xuan Ruoyu subconsciously blocked it, and his arm was still red.

"What are you doing?" Xuan Ruoyu didn't know the old man in front of him, and was a little dazed by the beating.

"You didn't give Ruozhen a blood transfusion, and you injured Haoyang. If I don't deal with you, I think you will go to heaven!" Xuan Yidao was furious. distraught,

"You still dare to hide, let's see if I don't beat you to death!"

Oh, it turned out to be the original body's father.

If you want to beat people to death as soon as you come, you are a wolf!

After all, Yuanshen was 20 years old, he didn't show any face outside, and he didn't ask the reason of the matter, he did it directly, and he was still in the police station. It seemed that Yuanshen's life was not ordinary.

The police station had just captured a gangster in a street fight, and there was a pile of seized murder weapons scattered on the table that hadn't been cleaned up in time.

When avoiding the first slap, Xuan Ruoyu took a step back and bumped his back against the table where the evidence was placed.When the second slap came, he grabbed the mace on the table and blocked it in front of him.

The mace is made by local methods. A ring of steel nails is welded on an iron rod. The front ends of these steel nails are sharpened, and the middle ends are full of rust.

Xuan Yidao slapped his palm directly across the face.

There was a scream in the police station.

When Xuan Yidao rushed into the police station, the police officers present were dealing with the brawl of hooligans.

More than 20 hooligans pushed and jostled each other, greeting each other's family with a few dirty words from time to time.The scene was chaotic and noisy, and no one noticed his sudden appearance.

Heart-piercing screams exploded from the din, and the surroundings fell silent instantly.

Xuan Ruo has a sweet mouth and tender face, and looks like a good and law-abiding kid.He was not afraid of being taken to the police station, and when he saw the female police officer, he sweetly called her sister.There was no rhetoric when recording the statement, and he answered the questions honestly.

There was surveillance in the elevator, and the police handling the case agreed that the intentional injury to Gao Haiyang was Gao Haoyang's wretched attempt, and Xuan Ruoyu was justified in self-defense.

As for the false police report, it was out of good intentions from the enthusiastic citizen Xuan Ruoyu. In order to protect the lives and property of the people, this kind of behavior should be encouraged and praised.

After the incident, Xuan Ruoyu tearfully told about his tragic experience as a brother in the "mobile blood bank", and gained unanimous sympathy from the police officers present.

A policewoman who had just given birth also shed tears.

It was not easy for his father to show up, and he beat and scolded without saying a word, and the attack was still shady, which confirmed the fact that Xuan Ruoyu was not welcome at home and had a miserable life experience.

Therefore, when Xuan Yidao yelled to go to the hospital, he was rejected by the police handling the case.

Is the police station a place where you can come whenever you want and leave after beating someone up?

I'm sorry, I'll record the statement first, and depending on the seriousness of the circumstances, I have to consider whether to detain and fine me.

Then, Xuan Yidao, who was still arrogant just now, was holding a shoddy mace in his hand, he was about to faint from the pain, and had to cheer up to answer the question.

Policeman: "Ruoyu, you are the victim. It stands to reason that we would use mediation for this kind of thing. What do you say?"

Before Xuan Ruoyu could speak, Xuan Yidao yelled, "I am his father, and it is only natural for me to beat my son."

Just yelled a few words, and because of the pain, he covered his hand and yelled "hiss".

Policeman: "Quiet, you think this is a vegetable market! Your situation, if you say it is intentional injury, domestic violence, at least it is a disturbance of social order."

Xuan Yidao hissed twice more, and urged in a low voice, "Tell the police quickly, I am your father, this is a family matter."

Xuan Ruoyu had a sad face, frowned, and sighed.

Knowing what happened to him, the police handling the case could also guess that he has a soft personality, otherwise Xuan Yidao would not be so arrogant.

Seeing him sigh, I thought he would intercede for his father.

Now scaring Xuan Yidao, Xuan Ruoyu will go home eventually, afraid that he will be scolded when he goes home, so he inevitably said a few more words, "Although you are a father, you can't beat and scold at will, children also have self-esteem. Besides, the kids are so old, they have their own ideas, and I still hope to communicate more. Besides, you are over 60, and if Yu is just 20, if you really fight, you may not be the opponent of the young guy."

Xuan Yidao snorted coldly, and said with a smirk, "We don't bother the police comrades with our housework. There is no major conflict between father and son, and we can talk about it in a few words. Our family is like a fish, and we usually still Very filial."

It seems that the police are trying to provoke the relationship between father and son.

The skin of Xuanruoyu is very white and thin, like tender tofu just out of the pan, and it will leave marks when touched lightly.

The red marks of palms on the arms are quite obvious, and they won't go away for a while.

He touched the red mark on his hand with a puzzled expression.

Everyone thought that he was worried about his father's injury and rushed to take Xuan Yidao to the hospital.

Unexpectedly, he opened his mouth slowly, "Comrade police, do you need an injury assessment?"

Xuan Yi said: "There is no need to rectify what is there and what is not."

He just wanted to go to the hospital right away, because with such a big steel nail in his hand, surgery might be needed.

Xuan Ruoyu showed her red and swollen arm: "I mean my injury."

"Uncle policeman, look, it's so red."

Xuan Yi said: "..."

I spit out a mouthful of old blood in my heart.

Take your slap print to the hospital for appraisal. If you encounter a traffic jam, the red print will disappear before you reach the hospital.

You identify a fart.

I got a hole in the palm of my hand, bleeding profusely, there is rust on the steel nails, maybe I will catch tetanus, I will belch soon, and I am still dying here.

But at this time, he didn't dare to yell loudly, and it hurt even more to tear the wound when he yelled.

The policeman who handled the case gave a chuckle, and said seriously, "According to the procedure, the victim should be examined and photographed as evidence, but now the situation is special. If the victim can understand, he can leave after signing the confession and pressing his fingerprints." .”

Xuan Yidao gave Xuan Ruoyu a sideways look, and told him to forgive himself and finish the matter.

Xuan Ruoyu accepted Xuanfu's gaze, nodded, and said generously, "Well, you apologize to me, and forget about it."

When Xuan Yidao heard this, he rolled his eyes and almost passed out.

In the past, Xuan Ruoyu had a weak personality, and basically his parents had the final say. He would never speak up when he was treated unfairly at home, and he would never ask for anything he wanted. He was a "good boy" in the eyes of neighbors, relatives and friends.

Now the "good boy" has suddenly turned bad, which is unacceptable for a while.

The stubborn father tried to use his prestige to make the "bad boy" good again.

Xuan Yidao stiffened his neck and refused to give in, and Xuan Ruoyu didn't express his opinion, the two of them just spent their time, staring at each other.

The steel nail pierced the palm of the hand, blood flowed down the arm, and the surrounding air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

There are many old men and women in the police station who come to do business. The old men and women like to get together to watch the fun, and they like to use their age to say some so-called truths, "There are no parents in the world, send your father to the hospital quickly , shed so much blood, people are almost dying."

"His kindness and filial piety come first, young man, listen to aunt's persuasion, your father beat you for your own good."

"Yeah, how can there be any reason to force the elders to apologize to the younger generation?! You are not afraid of being struck by lightning!"

"It's better to give birth to a piece of char siu! What a crime!"

"..."

Xuan Yidao is sixty this year, and his body is not as good as before. After a while, he feels dizzy and dizzy, with stars in his eyes.

Originally, I planned to give in first, and then teach this filial son a lesson when I go home.

I didn't expect so many people to stand by my side, and I trembled again for a while.

Xuan Yidao suffers from migraines and usually carries painkillers with him.

In order not to apologize, he swallowed two painkillers and continued to endure.

The vitality is very tenacious.

"People are not sages, and there is nothing wrong with it." Xuan Ruoyu faced the accusations from the grandpa and aunt without any psychological pressure, "Grandpa and grandma, you misunderstood, I am doing my filial piety."

"The elders make mistakes, and if the younger generation doesn't point them out, it is the greatest disrespect. Think about it, I didn't realize my mistake when he hit someone today. If he goes out and beats someone else, it's okay if he wins. At worst, we will be The younger generation will pay for gifts and money. What if they are killed by others? They will be gone immediately! Also, look at him like this, how many fights can he win?"

"If you don't believe me, you can go to the Qinglian Street Office and ask if I, Xuan Ruoyu, are one of the most filial sons there!"

Xuan Ruoyu's voice was neither too fast nor too slow, and he spoke in a voluble manner, which sounded quite reasonable.

Several aunts turned their backs on the spot and began to persuade Xuan Yidao to admit his mistakes.

"I know the director of the office of the Qinglian Street Sub-district Office. She is the daughter-in-law of my uncle and second uncle. I will call to ask." An aunt took out her phone, nodded and said yes after calling, "Indeed, this young man is in Bailian Street. He is a well-known filial son. Big brother, if there is a mistake, it will be encouraged if there is no mistake. There is no overnight feud between father and son, so please apologize first."

Xuan Yidao was almost stuck to death by a mouthful of blood on his throat.

He took the painkiller just to avoid admitting his mistake to this piece of char siu. He didn't expect that this year's grandpa and aunt would be so unsteady, and they would be persuaded with just a few words.

Now these uncles and aunts surrounded him, chattering and persuading him, not only his hands hurt, but also his forehead began to ache.

"Yes... I'm sorry." With a few simple words, he almost burst his bladder before speaking.

After apologizing, Xuan Ruoyu also performed a scene of fatherly kindness and filial piety.

He turned behind Xuan Yidao, pulled a few hairs, and quickly pulled them out, "Dad, you have grown a lot of gray hairs, I pulled them out for you."

Xuan Yidao was bald in the first place, and he was very fond of the hair on his head, and every day he had to count the remaining dozens of hairs one by one.

Now I was caught all of a sudden, which made the family who was not wealthy even worse.

Without throwing away the torn hair, Xuan Ruoyu slipped it into his trouser pocket while no one was looking.

I can't stay in Yuanshen's home anymore.

Xuan Yidao finally fainted due to excessive blood loss and was taken away by an ambulance.

As the sun sets, the clouds in the sky are dyed colorful.

In less than a day, I have experienced a lot.

Coming out of the police station, Xuan Ruoyu sat on the side of the road.

The daylight is dimming, the old day is passing, and darkness is coming.

No matter how long the darkness is, it will eventually pass.

At that time, a new sun is about to rise.

Not only did he have to live through five chapters, he also had to live to the finale, to the end of his life.

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