Dumb painter giants grudge

Unable to control He Jiutang and the two of them sent Wen Rang food at noon, and arranged for Wen Rang to live in the next ward as a temporary stay for Wen Rang on his own initiative. Their thanks were silent, and Wen Rang accepted it silently.

At night, He Jiutang came again, accompanied by a man in police uniform, who looked about the same age as the other two.

He Jiutang: "Wen Rang, this is Man Jiang, police officer Man."

"Hello." Man Jiang smiled politely.

Wen Rang got up and shook hands with the other party, not understanding the other party's purpose.

"Mr. Wen, that's right. I'm Man Jiang, the deputy detachment of the criminal investigation detachment of the Public Security Bureau of Y City. I'm working on a case recently. One of the suspects passed by Jiangjia Village, xx Town, M City two days ago. After checking the escape case in a car accident reported by Tang, it was found that the escaped driver was the suspect we wanted to pursue..." Man Jiang told the whole story from beginning to end.

It turned out that the truck driver was a drug addict, and was also involved in drug trafficking and smuggling.

Man Jiang came here to find out if he saw anything unusual about the car that night, or saw a few people in the car. These clues are all related to an important smuggling case.

——Are you going to describe the accident?

————Rain, headlights...

"Wen Rang, Wen Rang, are you alright?" He Jiutang patted Wen Rang on the back and helped him to sit on the chair, "What's wrong with you, why did you suddenly lose your mind?"

Man Jiang looked at He Jiutang, and asked worriedly, "Is it inconvenient for Mr. Wen?"

"This?" He Jiutang was also a little confused.

Wen Rang came back to his senses and shook his head, indicating that he was fine, but in fact he was panicked, and his ears were filled with the sound of rain pattering on his ears.

Wen Rang has this kind of memory-related sequelae of the stress of the car accident. Not to mention that other people don't know, even Wen Rang himself can't figure it out. When he wants to recall, he just feels his neck tense.

"Mr. Wen? Are you okay?" Man Jiang was worried.

He Jiutang also felt something was wrong, "Why don't you ask after Wen Rang's mental condition improves."

"Alright." Man Jiang nodded.

"Wen Rang, Officer Man and I are leaving first, you go to the next ward and have a good rest." After He Jiutang finished speaking, he dragged Man Jiang out.

The two left the ward and started chatting immediately.

"Who is that person?" Man Jiang asked while tugging at his tie.

He Jiutang sighed, "The one on the bed is my cousin, and the other one is my sister-in-law."

"I found out that your family is a little..." Man Jiang smiled humorously.

He Jiutang sneered, "It's not the same for you, why, you have become the deputy detachment."

"If you and Wenfeng had insisted, one of you would have been able to become the general team." Man Jiang smiled helplessly.

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After the two left, Wen Rang sat in front of the hospital bed, and began to meditate and summarize himself for a long time.Many things cannot be hidden. When one thing is reproduced for you to see, it is to remind you to accept it.

Wen Rang stared at He Shishen's face, as if in this way he could get advice from the other party, Wen Rang sat in front of the hospital bed until three o'clock in the middle of the night, and figured it out.

The next day, when He Jiutang came to the hospital, Wen Rang Wu blushed and handed him an A4 paper.

"This is? The scene review report?" He Jiutang looked at the dense handwriting on the paper, his eyes lit up, "Okay, it's hard for you."

Then, He Jiutang immediately contacted Man Jiang.

According to Wen Rang's statement in the review report, the driver who caused the accident did not honk his horn in advance when passing the corner, and did not use the low and high beams reasonably, and drove more vulgarly to the right.

It stands to reason that trucks driving at night on country roads should not exceed a speed of 30 kilometers per hour.

At that time, Wen Rang saw that the truck almost exceeded the normal speed. Although He Shishen was not spared, although he had his own problems, it was also related to the driver who caused the accident not honking his horn or slowing down.

However, Man Jiang was not responsible for this escape case. Man Jiang came to ask Wen Rang for verification to find out if there was anything unusual about the driver who caused the accident.

Man Jiang was very grateful to Wen Rang and wanted to come over to say thank you in person, but Wen Rang asked He Jiutang to decline for him.

He was not feeling well. When writing the report by hand last night, his whole body felt chilly, as if he was still in the rain.

Three days later, Wen Rang's condition looked worse than He Shishen's.

He Shishen needed infusions all the time. After the needle hole on the back of his hand turned black and blue, he stuck it into his arm and continued the infusion. Someone had to watch the infusion all the time.

He Jiutang planned to ask a nurse to come and see him from the very beginning, but Wenrang was so stubborn, as if nailed to the bedside, he wanted to guard that person every step of the way.

They have explained to Wen Rang many times: He Shishen will not die, he will wake up, he is just lethargic.

But Wen Rang was always in a state of high tension worrying about gains and losses.

After the fifth day, Wen Rang passed out again due to hypoglycemia and lack of rest.

He Jiutang couldn't bear it, and directly put another bed in the calling room, for fear that Wen Rangzhen would send him away first.

When Wen Rang woke up again, it was already the morning of the seventh day of He Shishen's coma.

He got out of bed and walked to He Shishen's hospital bed, feeling extremely terrified as if his heart had been dug open.

—————How could it be, how could it be like this.

————Why is your face so pale?

He Shishen's complexion has always been warmer, a healthy-looking complexion, but at this moment, He Shishen's face has no trace of blood, his complexion is extremely pale, the blood streaks on his face are clearly visible, and the last rosy lips Also disappeared.

If he hadn't touched the other person, but could still feel the other person's body temperature and heartbeat, Wen Rang was really afraid that the person in front of him would never speak to him again.

There is no trace of recovery at all, but it looks more serious.

Could it be that there is some hidden condition that has not been discovered at all.

It's like the damage to my own vocal cords was not discovered in time, which eventually led to...

Wen Rang rang the call bell for the attending physician, and the doctor rushed over after a while, seeing He Shishen's condition, his complexion changed drastically.

The doctor immediately contacted He Jiutang, and after He Jiutang rushed over, the two discussed and finally decided to transfer to another hospital for re-examination and treatment.

Time was running out, so He Jiutang flew to the capital on the same day with He Shishen, Wen Rang and his entourage, relying on his little financial resources, and was transferred to a first-class professional hospital that matched his condition.

Fortunately, the problem was discovered in time. It turned out that He Shishen had a lump of stagnant blood on the side of the trachea above the left lung. It was judged to be due to internal organs being squeezed and some small blood vessels ruptured and backlogged.

Since it wasn't obvious at the beginning, and there were too many more serious problems, I didn't notice it in time. As the drowsiness got longer and longer, it gradually became more serious.

However, when they knew the condition of the disease, Wen Rang and He Jiutang, who had no medical knowledge, first thought that the hospital wanted to melt He Shishen's chest or something.

"What, isn't the operation risky? What if the scalpel stabs my brother's internal organs during the dissection!" He Jiutang couldn't control his emotions and questioned the doctor.

When Wen Rang heard this, his pale face became even more lifeless.

The doctor couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this, and immediately explained that this situation is not difficult to deal with. In fact, it can be handled without transferring to another hospital, and it can be solved with minimally invasive surgery.

He Jiutang signed the operation with an 85% success rate after receiving various guarantees from the doctor.

[The author has something to say: I am not a medical student, so I can only make it up. 】