Two people from the Chang family were pushed into the operating room one after another.
Chang Mian's mother and Chang Mian's grandmother.
It belongs to two departments and is located in two buildings respectively.
Chang Mian squatted against the door of the emergency operating room, holding his head in his hands, closing his eyes tiredly, and his heart clenched tightly.
The quieter the whole person is, the more irritable the heart is.
He didn't like this feeling very much. He had just grasped something important and was about to lose it in the blink of an eye. It was so powerless. The tighter he grasped, the faster it passed.
Chang Mian gritted his teeth. Qin Shou was standing not far away making a phone call. He hung up the phone and looked at Chang Mian squatting on the ground. He swallowed the words as they reached his lips. He didn't know whether he should tell the news that his father was gone.
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At this moment, a thick protective wall seemed to automatically form around him, isolating everyone from the protective wall. His whole body felt as cold as if he was immersed in biting water.
At this moment, Chang Mian's cousin ran over from deep in the corridor and shouted to Chang Mian: "Chang Mian, grandma is dying, grandma wants to see you."
"What?" Chang Mian's whole body froze even more heavily.
Then he stood up suddenly, blood rushed to his head, and his body staggered to the ground. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and did not really fall to the ground. The next second, he was like an Olympic athlete in the 100-meter race, rising up from the ground and rushing towards the ground.
The incandescent lights in the interrogation room were a little too bright.
Chang Chang clenched her fingers nervously. The man opposite asked her many questions, but she couldn't answer a word.
Time seems to go back several years, and the memories of the past are sweeping back again.
I remembered that in the United States, she was accused of murder, and the police took turns interrogating her 24 hours a day.
The memory was so clear, everything seemed to have returned to its original point, and she had become a murderer again. If Boss Fu, who was sitting quietly drinking tea next to her, was not in charge, she was really afraid that she would not be able to hold on.
The pain in her lower abdomen came one after another, and she was afraid, extremely afraid.
It was obvious that the other party was impatient with this gentle interrogation method. If the only child of the Wen family hadn't been sitting here, all kinds of interrogation methods would have been displayed.
The interrogation lasted for half an hour, but nothing was found.
The two interrogators went out to rest and invited Fu Hong to go out for tea together.
He refused.
The other party has nothing to do and leaves.
After leaving, only Fu Hong and Chang Shang were left in the interrogation room.
He could see that she looked very unhappy. "Don't worry, I will protect you."
She nodded lowly, with cold sweat on her back. After she relaxed, she sat on the cold chair, holding her right arm with her left hand and stroking her belly with her right hand.
Finally, Fu Hong discovered something was wrong with her.
"What's wrong?"
Chang Shang's face was pale. "My stomach hurts."
Fu Hong's face darkened, he stood up from the opposite side, walked around the interrogation table to her side, squatted down, she bit her lip in embarrassment, the next second the heavy skirt was lifted, and her white feet were exposed, and Fu Hong realized
It turned out that she didn't even have shoes.
Fu Hong paused for a moment, lifted up his skirt and looked at it for a while. He felt the woman stiffen, then he stood up, grabbed her wrist, checked her pulse, and listened.