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"you shut up!"

Lao Xiang's fellows were all bad guys, they didn't listen to Ji Bu's words at all, they gesticulated with the male doctor in the white coat:
"Pujie, what did you just say? How dare you talk to us like that in a white coat?"

"Don't fuck me up!"

The male doctor in a white coat unceremoniously stretched out his hand and opened the hand that shrugged his shoulder, and sneered unceremoniously:
"What? Am I wrong? If I say that you are a bunch of ghosts, that policeman can still save you. You don't care about him, but you are fighting for credit here. Am I wrong?"

He stretched out his hands to close the disposable disinfection cap on his head, leaned forward slightly, and raised his jaw slightly to show a disdainful expression:

"A bunch of shit ghosts, shit you!"

"Grass!"

Faced with the provocation in white coats, Lao Xiang's group of guys couldn't hold back completely, surrounded the male doctor and went up.

Lao Xiang stood aside, staring at Chen Guozhong, who had finished simple hemostasis and was being carried on a stretcher to wait for follow-up treatment, with flickering eyes, and did not stop him.

The male doctor's words reminded him, yes, then delaying, dragging Chen Guozhong to death would not be a perfect move.

and so.

Lao Xiang would not stop his lighters from having sex with this male doctor at all.

only.

He always felt that something was wrong. This male doctor was too high-profile. He looked familiar to him, as if he had seen him somewhere before, but he couldn't remember the details.

"OK OK."

The female nurse looked at the male doctor who was surrounded inside. She was pushing and shrugging with the group of policemen at the moment. Seeing that a fight was about to start, she hurried up to stop it.

"Stop it, don't hit it, stop it!"

She stood between the two groups of people, forcibly separated them, and explained: "This is the most famous surgical expert in our hospital. He is very famous and has a high spirit. Please don't mind if he speaks a little too aggressively."

"Grass, what does his fame have to do with me?!"

"Who told him to talk like that, if he doesn't educate him today, he won't even know his last name!"

"Humph!"

The female nurse was no longer polite, and her tone became tough: "He knows a lot of big media reporters, if you continue to mess around, that's fine."

"We'll tell the reporters about it when we go back, and let them publicize it. I'll see how you end up!"

As soon as these words came out, all the fellows who had been besieging the male doctor died down one by one, restrained themselves and dared not do anything again.

Leaving seriously injured colleagues aside because of competing for credit, it would be a proper scandal if this kind of thing spread.

"Ji Sheng!"

Superintendent Mo stood up at the right time, looked at Ji Bu who was left out in the cold, and said:
"What good words do you have?"

"I think it doesn't make any sense for everyone to continue to fight over this matter. I don't think it's better than this."

Ji Bu cleared his throat, and continued, "You guys, you're fighting for credit so much, the scene is a mess, there's no way to go on."

"Everyone said that this action has worked hard, how about this, everyone should give half of the credit for this action."

...

"You also let go of the commanding power on the scene, and give some to Superintendent Xiang. Everyone is responsible for an area. In the end, the credit for this matter will be divided in half, so don't grab it."

"Continuing on like this, when those media reporters come, that's all right, the scandal has leaked out, everyone present, don't give credit, just wait for demerit and punishment, a -word review is indispensable, right? !"

Although Ji Bu is no longer a member of the police force, it has to be said that his current suggestion is the best way.

No one will benefit from a stalemate.

and so.

After he finished speaking, both Superintendent Mo's buddy and Superintendent Xiang's buddy felt that it made sense, and looked at their boss one after another.

"I think so."

After a brief deliberation, Superintendent Mo decided to let go of part of the credit: "That's it, everyone is divided into half and half for this operation. I am responsible for the collection of criminal evidence at the scene and the collection of stolen goods and money. I am always responsible for the treatment of the wounded. , everyone’s buddies are also mixed in half and half, and they are jointly responsible.”

"For the credit, just follow what Ji Sheng said, everyone is half-hearted, don't grab it, it's so annoying, what are you doing?"

"Row!"

"can!"

This time, without waiting for Lao Xiang to speak, his fellows agreed one by one. They hadn't put much effort in this operation, and it was a good ending to get some credit.

"That's fine too."

Seeing this, Lao Xiang couldn't continue the stalemate anymore, so he nodded and agreed, dropped the cigarette butt in his hand and began to direct the logistics.

The staff of the white car and the black car began to act under his command, and began to transport the wounded who had been preliminarily treated on the scene to the car.

The on-site treatment was very fast, and the wounded who could be rescued were given priority and pulled into the car and directly taken to the hospital.

"Come on, get the man into the car!"

The male doctor stretched out his hand and directed Old Xiang's men, signaling them to carry the seriously injured Chen Guozhong into a white car, stuffed another wounded person in, and signaled to close the door.

After Lao Xiang gave instructions, he naturally came to the white car where Chen Guozhong was and wanted to get in. The male doctor who was about to close the door stopped him:

"You, come down, what are you doing?"

"Do you understand following a car?!"

Old Xiang snorted softly, and said naturally: "The scene is almost done. Sir Chen is an important witness tonight. The credit for me and my buddy depends entirely on him. I must follow him to ensure his Safety."

"What the heck!"

The male doctor said quietly: "I said that one or two of you policemen, from the superintendent to the policeman, are all so utilitarian. I guess if this person is not rescued, he will have to be rescued." Get up from the coffin alive."

He didn't stop him any more, and waved his hand distractedly to signal to the superintendent to get into the car: "Then you squat down, there are two people stuffed in the car, there is no place for you to sit."

"Okay."

Lao Xiang shrugged indifferently: "It's my duty to take care of them, hurry up and drive to the hospital."

"Humph!"

The male doctor glanced at him again, reached out to close the car door, walked around the car to the driver's seat and got in, beckoning the driver to drive.

...

The headlights of the white car flickered, and with a screeching sound, it quickly left the industrial park and headed towards the hospital.

rear.

Standing next to Superintendent Mo, Ji Bu took out a cigarette and lit it, looked at Superintendent Xiang who was leaving with the car with flickering eyes, and sent one to Superintendent Mo by the way, puffing:

"Mo Sir, guess what Superintendent Xiang will do in the white car?!"

"hey-hey!"

Superintendent Mo stuck out his tongue and licked his slightly dry lips, took a sip of the cigarette and looked at Ji Bu with ambiguous eyes:

"You're really scheming, kid. I'm kind of looking forward to what program Lao Xiang will bring us."

"Hahaha"

The two looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

……

The white car drifted away, and the flashing red and blue lights on the roof rendered the night.

The car was driving on the road quickly, heading towards the hospital at a very fast speed.

Lao Xiang squatted half-bent in the white car compartment. The original body size of one person was crowded with two wounded people. With the addition of Lao Xiang, the space inside the car became even more crowded. .

"call"

Lao Xiang took a deep breath and exhaled heavily, half squatting in the car, his body swayed with the bumps of the car.

He stared at the scenery outside the car window flickering with the speed of the car, and the lights of the street lamps were projected on his face at intervals, making his face look dark and uncertain.

a while.

Old Xiang's eyes turned to the inside of the car. He first looked at the unconscious police officer lying on the stretcher on the left, and rubbed him with his hand, but the police officer remained motionless.

instead.

His eyes fell on Chen Guozhong who was on the stretcher on the right. Chen Guozhong was seriously injured and only had a simple trauma bandage. The dagger stuck in his abdomen had not been removed due to fear of bleeding.

Chen Guozhong was also in a coma at the moment. He was pale and motionless. The only proof that he was still alive was the oxygen breathing mask he was wearing, and the white mist appeared and disappeared on the breathing mask from time to time following his difficult breathing.

There were only the three of them in the carriage, and it seemed very quiet at the moment. The car continued to move forward, and it was already half way out. In a few minutes, the car would arrive at the hospital.

"call."

Lao Xiang took another deep breath and exhaled, staring at Chen Guozhong with flickering eyes, and then moved down to focus on the half-stained dagger stuck in Chen Guozhong's abdomen.

It seemed that he was obsessed with ghosts, and he was guilty of being a thief. He always looked around subconsciously, and after confirming that there was no one there, he stretched out his hand towards the dagger stuck in Chen Guozhong's abdomen.

As long as the dagger is pushed in, Chen Guozhong should be in danger.

Once Chen Guozhong died, his mission would be considered complete.

only.

When he stretched his hand halfway, Lao Xiang suddenly withdrew his hand again.

No.

You can't push in directly, just push the dagger in, Chen Guozhong may die, but the amount of knife entered by the dagger is wrong.

As an old policeman, Lao Xiang still has the most basic professionalism. If I remember correctly, someone has already taken pictures of Chen Guozhong.

Pushing the dagger in and then pulling it out by yourself cannot guarantee that the front and back will be the same and the blood on the knife will be dealt with properly.

...

At that time, if there is a deviation in the middle, someone finds something wrong, and he is in the car again, then he will be investigated.

He is also the only suspect.

and so.

Lao Xiang switched to the second method, cutting off Chen Guozhong's oxygen!
The half-squatting old Xiang stood up, bent his waist and knees, moved his body to the position of Chen Guozhong's head, and looked at him expressionlessly.

He reached out and pulled out the disposable rubber gloves placed beside him to put on himself, and then pulled off Chen Guozhong's oxygen mask without hesitation.

Chen Guozhong's reaction was quick, and his whole body immediately became uncomfortable, and Mimi Hujian began to react.

"Humph."

How could Lao Xiang let him get what he wanted? Holding the oxygen mask in his left hand, his right hand directly covered Chen Guozhong's mouth and nose, making him suffocate.

a time.

Chen Guozhong's reaction became more intense between the misty lakes and lakes, and he began to struggle completely like a conditioned reflex of his body's functions.

"Die!"

Lao Xiang stared blankly at Chen Guozhong with a fierce expression, and tightly covered Chen Guozhong's mouth and nose with his right hand.

The street light outside the car window flashed past, illuminating the ferocious old Xiang's face.

Seeing that Chen Guozhong's reaction gradually weakened, Lao Xiang raised the corner of his mouth slightly to show a complacent expression.

suddenly.

Another wounded person lying on the stretcher behind Lao Xiang sat up from the stretcher without warning.

Lao Xiang only felt that the back of his head was supported by a cold tube, and the unique cold texture of metal made his whole body stagnate, and the smile on his face stiffened.

"do not move!"

The wounded man held a . in his hand, put his finger on the trigger, and said coldly:

"Let go, let go of Chen Guozhong, or I will shoot you to death."

"."

Lao Xiang's limbs were stiff, looking at Chen Guozhong whose mouth and nose were covered by himself, he felt cold all over his body, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his heart was cold.

It seems that I have been tricked.

After thinking for a while, Lao Xiang gritted his teeth with a livid face, let go of Chen Guozhong, picked up the oxygen mask that fell on the ground, and put it on him again.

Lao Xiang slowly raised his hand, turned around slowly and smiled, looking at the wounded in front of him:
"Well, actually, I was joking with Chen Sir, do you believe it or not?!"

His eyes flickered, staring at the strange man in front of him, looking for an opportunity.

only.

This man was very experienced, and when he turned around, he put the . on his waist and aimed the gun at Old Xiang, making it impossible for him to snatch the gun.

The wounded raised his hand and patted the car body, and the white car braked to a stop.

The rear door opens.

Immediately someone came up and dragged Lao Xiang out of the car and held him down.

The male doctor in a white coat followed, took off the disposable disinfection cap on his head, and shook his dreadlocks:
"I'm sorry, Superintendent Xiang, you have fallen into our trap."

The co-pilot of the white car took down a video camera and sent it to Wu Fei, and patted the device:

"Just now, you shot Chen Guozhong and Sir in the car."

...

"you!"

Old staggered to the body, looking at the crowfly holding the device, only felt his eyes go dark.

I got caught.

"I've said it all, you bunch of shit ghosts, you're still not convinced, are you convinced now?!"

The male doctor shook his dreadlocks, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"Come on, call Brother Wufly to come and listen, maybe if I feel better for a while, I can consider letting you go."

"Fly?!"

Lao Xiang looked at the black fly in front of him, and then he suddenly came to his senses. No wonder he looked familiar at the doctor at that time. Isn't this fucking Ji Bu's man.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

There was a difficult coughing sound from the white car, and Chen Guozhong's weak voice sounded:

"I think I can still save one more time."

"Forehead"

Wu Fei smiled awkwardly, and then remembered that there was a seriously injured Chen Guozhong waiting for treatment in the car, and quickly motioned for the nurse to drive away.

Behind.

The two cars drove up quickly and stopped beside Wu Ying and the others.

Ji Bu and Superintendent Mo got out of the car one after the other.

"Old Xiang, let's meet again."

Superintendent Mo walked up to Superintendent Xiang with a smile, and looked him up and down for a while:
"It's amazing, you actually want to kill Chen Guozhong to silence him, it's really cruel, and everyone on your own will do it."

"Mo Changkong!"

Lao Xiang was pinned down with both hands, and looked up at Superintendent Mo: "How do you know?!"

Up to now, he didn't try to explain anything, all the evidence was there, and he couldn't explain it clearly.

"Of course it's Ji Sheng."

Superintendent Mo grinned: "He thinks you have a problem, so I'm naturally very happy to cooperate with him in a play. My performance is okay, right?"

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