Hunt down

The corridors of the hospital at night are not quiet, there are sounds of instruments everywhere, as well as the sounds of nurses talking softly and walking back and forth.Zhou Jiming leaned his back against the wall by the door, trying not to smoke, thinking about what Li Huiyao had said to him.

Li Huiyao found out that the owner of Song Nai's car was Xue Cai, so Li Huiyao pretended to be someone from the Traffic Management Bureau and called the owner, who was Xue Cai, to inquire about the traffic accident. It was the important protection personnel of the police.Li Huiyao did not expect Xue Cai to be quite cooperative. When the assistant handed Xue Cai the phone, Xue Cai's tone was very sincere, indicating that the car was indeed his own, but he was not the one driving the car at that time. He would investigate to see what was in the car at that time. who they are and what they can do to help the police find those who have been taken.

A nurse in the emergency room hurried out, and Zhou Jiming disappeared before he could raise his head. He looked at the corner where the nurse disappeared, with the haze that could not be covered in his eyes.

Song Nai's injuries are serious, you can tell just by looking at the blood stains on his clothes. It's not like he hasn't seen Song Nai fight. Although it's not one against a hundred, the fighting power is definitely not low, and he can be injured like this , and gave him medicine, it is absolutely impossible to let him go alive.

The reason why he was injured all over his body was that he hadn't been touched by someone because of the strength of the medicine. He should have been interrupted midway or stopped it, and the person who stopped it was probably Xue Cai. .

If it was indeed him...then it took Xue Cai only two or three hours, or even less, from knowing the news to finding Song Nai...

This shows that he knows that person, and that he is not surprised at all is enough to show that it is absolutely impossible for this person to do such a thing for the first time...

The sound of hurried footsteps came from the corner of the corridor, and the nurse who had just left came back with two bags of blood in her hand.Zhou Jiming involuntarily stood up straight and followed the nurse. His steps were so light that he didn't even feel that he was stepping on the ground.

"The patient has lost a lot of blood and needs an emergency blood transfusion. The family members are waiting here!" The nurse noticed that he was following and immediately pushed her hand to block him. After watching Zhou Jiming stop in place, she hurried into the emergency room.

Zhou Jiming has already called the people in the hotel, they are driving here, Song Nai has been in the emergency room for almost an hour.

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In a speeding minivan on the road in the early morning.

Zhao Jie: "Brother Cui! Hurry up! There are no cars on this road, why can't you refuel!"

Cui Chef: "Grandma, my speed is fast enough, if it goes faster, I'm afraid the manager won't be able to bear it!"

Wang Lizhen, who was pale and had already vomited a round: "I...I'm fine, you...you can just get there soon..."

Zhao Jie: "Hey! I'm so anxious!"

Jiang Jiale: "Call...call to ask about the situation...how is it?"

Zhao Jie slapped herself on the head, "Look at me!" hurriedly took out the phone from her bag, opened the interface, and stopped at the phone book. She froze her fingers and looked at Wang Lizhen with some embarrassment, "Hey, I don't have Officer Zhou to contact me." Way......"

Suddenly Chef Cui slammed the car on the brakes, and Wang Lizhen felt her whole stomach up and down, and then the acid water came back up, and she vomited into the plastic bag again with a "wow".

Cui Chef rubbed his brows, "Jia Le, feel in your Aunt Wang's bag and help her hold her cell phone."

Jiang Jiale rummaged for a while, and handed the phone to Zhao Jie.

"Officer Zhou, hey, hello, I'm Zhao Jie, how is the boss doing now?"

"Oh, that's it, okay, okay, we'll be there soon, okay, got it."

Zhao Jie hung up the phone and stared at the blacked-out mobile phone in silence for a long while. The three of them waited for Zhao Jie to report the news, their ears perked up.

"The person hasn't come out yet, and he has lost too much blood."

"It hasn't come out yet"... "Excessive blood loss"... These words that are only heard in TV dramas are now used on Song Nai, so "I'm sorry, we tried our best" Do you also hear this kind of words...

Everyone fell into silence. To them, Song Nai was like a savior to everyone in the car. They respected and loved Song Nai, and they all relied on Song Nai extremely.

They have been dependent for too long, they all forgot, apart from Jiang Jiale, Song Nai is the youngest of these people...

Only 23 years old.

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The emergency room lights went out, and Song Nai was pushed out.

The dark circles under Zhou Jiming's eyes were even heavier. He looked at Song Nai who was wearing a respirator and his eyes were slightly closed. If Song Nai's exhalation hadn't been fogged up in the oxygen mask, he would almost feel that he was going to die. Song Nai's face turned pale. It was scary, even worse than when he fainted in Zhou Jiming's arms after he was released for the last time.

"Two broken ribs, not to mention big and small bruises on the body, and the internal organs have also suffered trauma to varying degrees after severe blows, so I need to recuperate for a while." The doctor took off his mask and carefully observed Zhou Jiming while speaking, " This injury is probably not as simple as a car accident, right?"

"Well, there are other accidents." Zhou Jiming said.

"If you can't handle it well, you can call the police." The doctor took off the surgical cap, his hair was nearly half white, "It's useless for you to fight this kind of thing yourself, the person who caused these blows and injuries on him is very cruel. , if the injury to the spine is more serious, he may be paralyzed in the next life, and the cervical spine... almost killed him."

Zhou Jiming's eyes were momentarily out of focus, and then quickly returned to normal, and he just replied lightly, "Thanks for your hard work."

"Also, he must be accompanied by family members at all times, and he cannot go to the toilet by himself within a few days."

"Thank you doctor."

The sound of the painkiller pump in the ward appeared in Song Nai’s ears from time to time. This sound always made people feel that someone was breathing in pain beside him, and someone was using cotton swabs to moisten his lips. Only small lights were turned on in the ward. Not strong, he blinked in a daze, and smelled the smell of tobacco that was very close.

The temperature of the water on the cotton swab is just right, neither too hot nor too cold. This person carefully wipes a thousand-year-old porcelain, his movements are small, and a drop of water slipping from his lips will be caught by him immediately, and he will quickly pick it up with a cotton swab. When it arrives, wipe him clean again.

There was a bit of noise outside the door. Although the sound was not loud, there were too many people talking and crowded at the door of the ward. Song Nai judged from the sound that it was someone from his own hotel.

A nurse joined their conversation and asked them not to rustle in the corridor at night, which would affect the patient's rest, and the outside fell silent instantly.The nurse came in, put a bottle of something on the table next to it, and explained to others that it was mouthwash, you can use it to rinse your mouth when you wake up, and don’t rush to sit up after waking up, but call the doctor first , and then took out the oxygen inhaler, and the familiar voice responded calmly.

The nurse left, and those people also left. The previous round of lip balm was over, and the man sat beside Song Nai's hospital bed and watched him quietly.

Song Nai hadn't completely passed the anesthesia yet, he looked at Zhou Jiming with half of his face dark, and wanted to talk to him, but he couldn't make a sound with his mouth open.I wanted to touch his face, but my hand didn't have the slightest strength.

"You can't make a sound yet, sleep first, I'm by your side."

Zhou Jiming didn't know when he found out that Song Nai had woken up, and he said calmly while tucking him in the quilt.

"Now you still have a low-grade fever, you need to cover it more. After three hours, the fever will subside and you will be much better. You don't have to worry too much about those people. Someone from the bureau has already searched the neighborhood. I know it is related to Xue's family. I was wondering if these people came for you in the first place, or..."

Song Nai's fingertips lightly touched Zhou Jiming's hand on the edge of the bed, it was cold, Zhou Jiming quickly held his hand back and pushed it into the quilt, and turned his head to look at Song Nai.

Song Nai looked extremely calm, with no overly agitated emotions in his eyes. He just watched Zhou Jiming quietly in the dark. The corners of his mouth curved slowly, and his eyelashes lightly touched his lower eyelid twice, as if he had touched Zhou Jiming. Zhou Jiming's heart ached.

He was using his only ability to calm Zhou Jiming's seemingly calm but chaotic mind.

That look seemed to be saying, "I'm fine, don't panic, just do what you have to do, don't worry."

Zhou Jiming smiled, he was both warmed by Song Nai's thoughtfulness, and also unhappy that he was still thinking about others at this time, "Don't you worry about yourself more, and you are not curious about your physical condition? How dare you use it?" This kind of look urges me to go."

Song Nai was dumbfounded.

"Also, I was ordered to suspend my job for a month. Even if you urged me to leave, I have nothing to do. Why don't you stay here as your personal maid and just pay me my salary." Zhou Jiming teased lightly.

Song Nai pursed his dry lips, and the corners of his eyes smiled, as if he had convinced this person who had fun while suffering.

Zhou Jiming picked up the bowl of warm water next to him, and moistened Song Nai's lips with a cotton swab. He watched his face, who was usually too precious, get bruised and bruised, and said exaggeratedly, "Huh, dare you?" Bullying our Boss Song like this, when someone catches him, I will let him bloom!"

Li Huiyao heard this sentence just as he arrived at the door, he stopped there thinking he had run into a ghost, he didn't know whether to go in or back, his mouth was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

Song Nai fell asleep, Li Huiyao and Zhou Jiming sat on the bench in the corridor and explained in a low voice.

"I told the captain about the matter. He is busy with the bureau chief's affairs. He may let the people in the bureau come to investigate the situation later." Li Huiyao watched Zhou Jiming's reaction carefully, "Also, actually... .... Xue Cai sent...not to say to send, but to arrest and send people to the bureau. He said that his subordinates committed crimes, and he was not strict in discipline, so he deliberately suppressed people Bureau, let us deal with it according to law."

"It's not up to him who did it." Zhou Jiming snorted coldly.

Li Huiyao thought, yes, the people lying in the ward didn't say anything, and what those people said was just a reference, without hard evidence.

"Deputy team, what do you think?"

"If it is indeed the person Xue Cai sent over, it can only show that he is a failure as a big son. He can drive his own car at will, and he is accompanied by a group of younger brothers. Then his power may have been dispersed; if it is not ...The person who can drive his car and make mistakes and be protected by him can be found out by following the investigation...But I am puzzled that the big businessman can cooperate with the police so much See you soon."

"Maybe people are well-bred?" Li Huiyao said without thinking, "This person is full of strange things, maybe this Xue Cai is a gentleman, refined and rich?"

Zhou Jiming didn't reply.

"Oh, there is one more thing." Li Huiyao remembered something, "Feng Zhe's parents are here, and the DNA test has been completed."

Zhou Jiming looked at Li Huiyao, under the dim light in the corridor, Zhou Jiming looked at him with sharp eyes, and cold sweat broke out on his back, "How did it turn out?"

The door of the opposite ward was open, and the person inside heard two heavy coughs, followed by clumsy turning over, the bed was creaked under pressure, and the night wind blowing in from outside the window completely covered the door.

"I'm sure it's Feng Zhe." Li Huiyao said in a low voice.

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