"She was shot because of me." Fang Chaoyang blamed himself.

"Chaoyang, you should go change your clothes and wash it." Peng Jiang sat beside him and looked at the man covered in blood, feeling very distressed.

"I'll talk about it later, I'm very confused."

"Kaka is a good girl, and she is very happy to chat with her every night." Peng Jiang said.

"In the future, she will never live with me again, you can rest assured." Fang Chaoyang said.

Peng Jiang was a little uncomfortable and smiled and said, "Chaoyang, don't talk like that. I believe in you and Kaka."

At this moment, a middle-aged woman walked over carefully. It was Miao Yi's * Lan Yuhe. Her father-in-law was seriously ill. She was on duty here tonight and did not go back.

Hearing the noise of first aid, Lan Yuhe, who was on the same floor, came over to check it out curiously, but saw Fang Chaoyang covered in blood, with surprise in his expression.

"Master, what's wrong?" Lan Yuhe asked.

"A police officer was shot, I sent her." Fang Chaoyang said.

"Oh, sorry, I'm disturbing."

"Ms. Lan, please stay!" Fang Chaoyang stood up, called Lan Yuhe who turned around and said seriously: "This police officer was injured, which is related to Miao Yi's case. You know this time, the background of the case is very complicated. It is true that Qiu Dali is the murderer, but behind him, there are many behind-the-scenes murderers. I would rather not be this judge than find them all, send them to court, and be tried. Only in this way can I truly comfort Miao Yi's spirit in heaven."

Lan Yuhe was stunned on the spot. When she saw the anger of a judge, she felt very relieved and choked up, "Master, I understand, I will no longer be confused about Qiu Dali's problem. Alas, my poor Yier, it is also a blessing to meet a good judge like you!"

"Please wait!"

"Yeah, sure!"

When she mentioned her daughter, Lan Yuhe couldn't help but she couldn't help but she wiped her back to the other side of the corridor.

Peng Jiang pulled Fang Chaoyang to sit down, but for a moment he didn't know what to say. This man was always full of a special charm, with a open mind, hated evil like a grudge, and never compromised easily.

"I'll go in and see Kaka, there will be good news." Peng Jiang said, and got up and entered the emergency room.

After a while, Shang Yong hurried over with several police officers and rushed to the door of the rescue room immediately, but was stopped outside the door by a nurse without hesitation.

Turning back to Fang Chaoyang and sitting down, Shang Yong suddenly smashed his head and said regretfully: "I blame me for being negligent, why didn't I expect that bastard might have a gun in his hand."

"Nevertheless, Kaka still pulled off his mask." Fang Chaoyang said.

"Yes, Kaka has made a contribution. When she escapes from danger, ask about her appearance, make a portrait, and start a wanted warrant immediately." Shang Yong said.

"Dayong, have you gone to my house?" Fang Chaoyang asked.

"Just just after the investigation of the crime scene, I found the bullet. By the way, you forgot to close the door, I'll shut it down for you."

"You must catch this bastard. I really want to beat him up." Fang Chaoyang cursed with gritted teeth.

"Chaoyang, go back, don't be here, you have to go to work tomorrow."

"Oh, if something happens to Kaka, I..."

"When I came up just now, I met the doctor and said that the problem was not big. The shooting was very close, so it caused a great traumatic side, causing excessive bleeding. Fortunately, you sent her in time." Shang Yong comforted and added, "It seems that the bastard didn't think of really killing Kaka, otherwise..."

Soon, Peng Jiang came out of the rescue room and said that the operation was very successful and the wound was about to be treated. Now Pikaka is still in a coma and will wake up tomorrow when the anesthetic fails.

Peng Jiang still wanted to stay and help. Fang Chaoyang got up and said goodbye, and drove back home.

In the community, many people were on their lights, gunshots and sirens were disturbing everyone's dreams.

The bloodstains of the unit door have been processed, and it seems that nothing has happened, but the scene of Pikaka lying on the ground is deeply imprinted in Fang Chaoyang's mind.

When he entered the house, it was already midnight. Fang Chaoyang took off his bloody clothes, turned on the cold water, took a shower, and then he woke up.

Looking back at the surveillance video, the young man wearing a mask tiptoed upstairs and raised the simple spray gun in his hand.

What exactly is he going to write? Are he still collecting debts and paying back the money?

Then Pikaka rushed out, and the speed of the two people running had become a phantom. Fang Chaoyang saw Pikaka hit the back of the man with a baton.

After smoking a cigarette, Fang Chaoyang was not sleepy for a long time. He threw a newly bought quilt for Pikaka on the sofa. She only covered it for a few nights, and there was still the smell of cigarettes on it.

In the gap in the sofa, Fang Chaoyang found a pair of unwashed women's socks and couldn't help laughing. Pikaka was full of problems, she lived a lazy life and was not careful about the details, but she was a conscientious and good police officer.

After cleaning the house, Fang Chaoyang fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Fang Chaoyang went to the car wash shop first, washed all the blood on the car, and drove to the hospital without going to work.

On the way, he had already received a message from Peng Jiang. Pikaka woke up and everything was fine, so he could rest assured.

When he entered the ward, Fang Chaoyang was almost amused by the scene in front of him.

Pikaka was sitting on the hospital bed, with thick gauze wrapped around her right shoulder, and her left hand was telling the process of last night with many physical movements, her eyes wide open, and she looked very excited.

Her face was very bad, as pale as paper, and she was a little breathless when she spoke, but it did not hinder her desire to show off.

Two police officers came, one was taking a record, and the other was holding a pencil and drawing a portrait of the suspect based on Pikaka's description.

"Hi, Chaoyang, I didn't have me here last night, can't I fall asleep?" Pikaka asked with a smile.

Still having the intention to joke, Fang Chaoyang nodded and said, "I feel that the room is empty, I'm really not used to it."

"The doctor said, thanks to you who sent me here. Otherwise, I will be a martyr." Pikaka rolled her eyes and tilted her neck and spit out her tongue.

"It should be, don't move around." Fang Chaoyang stopped Pikaka from getting out of bed.

"Look, so many flowers are given to me." Pikaka pointed to the table beside the bed, which was full of flowers, all given by colleagues in the police force. One of the bouquets was also covered with a note of paper, which read: Kaka, you are the best!

"I should buy you a bunch, too."

"Hehe, let's make up next time! I'm almost my birthday anyway." Pikaka smirked and asked her colleague again: "Hey, where did you just say?"

"You grabbed his clothes and faced the gun." The colleague also looked amused and crying.
Chapter completed!