The police were asking questions inside, while Wu Baoshuang was walking back and forth at the door of the ward. It was naturally not easy for Director Wu to listen to this kind of thing.
He couldn't listen, but Director Wu was very curious.
what on earth is it?
After waiting at the door for about forty minutes, the police came out of the ward.
Before Wu Baoshuang could ask, a policeman asked curiously: "Director Wu, what's going on with that person inside?"
Wu Baoshuang: "???"
You've been asking for a long time, but you don't know what's going on?
"What disease is it?"
The police knew that Wu Baoshuang had misunderstood.
"Urinary incontinence, frequent urination."
Wu Baoshuang said: "At present, there is no danger. It's hard to say specifically. Li Suo, what's wrong?"
"I have been a police officer for so many years, and this is the first time I have encountered this kind of situation. The explanation was very smooth. I could explain what I could and could not, and what others might know and what they could not know. Basically, I explained everything clearly.
"
Director Li said: "I thought I was suffering from some kind of terminal illness, and that people who were about to die would have good words."
Wu Baoshuang said in his heart, it's not that the other party wants to explain, but that he has no choice. If it were Li Suo, you would definitely explain honestly.
"What happened?"
Wu Baoshuang asked tentatively.
"Roadhog."
Director Li said: "A group of people scattered nails on the road specifically for passing vehicles. If they hadn't taken the initiative to explain this kind of thing, even if we caught the scene, we wouldn't be able to convict them."
In the era before cameras, there was no witness, and if the person didn't admit it, you couldn't prove that the nail was thrown by someone who was only a car repairman in name. This is one of the reasons why many cases these days are difficult to handle.
Generally speaking, this kind of person is a tyrant in the town of Murakami. Even if someone knows about it, no one dares to testify for fear of retaliation. Unless the police stay on guard for a long time, where can there be so many police forces?
This time Brother Wu not only explained the situation of himself and others, but also explained the situation of several other gangs. Li Suo and others gained a lot this time.
"That......."
Director Wu glanced at the ward.
"I've already told you, Director Wu, don't worry, these people are not so vicious yet, we need to treat them first."
"That's good, that's good."
Director Wu nodded and escorted the policemen away before turning back to the ward.
"Director Wu."
As soon as Wu Baoshuang entered the ward, Brother Wu hurriedly said: "Please help Director Wu contact Professor Fang."
"Okay, I get it."
Wu Baoshuang couldn't help but look up and down at Brother Wu before leaving the ward.
As expected of Professor Fang, his methods are truly amazing.
While walking, Wu Baoshuang was still thinking about what method Fang Le used to make a person end up in such a situation.
Back in the office, Wu Baoshuang called Fang Le. He was at the guest house of the Provincial People's Hospital at that time. When he left, Wu Baoshuang also asked for Fang Le's contact information.
"Okay, I know."
Fang Le listened to Wu Baoshuang's story and said to Wu Baoshuang with a smile: "Tell the patient that now that the cause of the disease has been solved, the disease will begin to improve. It doesn't matter whether I go away or not. Some diseases still need to be treated autonomously.
"
"Professor Fang, you mean, don't worry about it?"
Wu Baoshuang asked a little uncertainly.
"Well, the cause of the disease has been solved, and all that's left is recuperation."
Wu Baoshuang: "......"
After all, Wu Baoshuang was a doctor and the director of the department, so he quickly figured out the key.
"Professor Fang, I understand."
Wu Baoshuang said politely: "I will handle it properly here. If Professor Fang has time, I hope he can come to our First Hospital to visit and give guidance."
"Next time, I came here in a hurry this time. I have something to do over there in Jiangzhong. Thank you Director Wu this time." Fang Le said politely.
On Fengzhou's side, Fang Le really didn't want to cause any more trouble.
Treating diseases and saving people is not just playing tricks. Every time you take over a patient, you have to at least wait for the patient's condition to stabilize. Even if the effect is faster, it will still be delayed for two or three days. If there are new patients in these two or three days, then what will happen?
It lasted two or three days. If it continued like this, I wouldn't be able to leave at all.
"Professor Fang is too polite."
Wu Baoshuang smiled and said: "Then I won't disturb Professor Fang."
After hanging up the phone, Wu Baoshuang was not too disappointed. Being able to get Fang Le's contact information this time was an unexpected surprise for Wu Baoshuang.
A liver surgery expert like Fang Le, the only top expert in the country who can perform liver transplant operations, is not so easy to find.
After checking the time, Wu Baoshuang didn't go to the ward anymore and went home directly from get off work.
Now that he has figured out Brother Wu's situation, Wu Baoshuang is no longer anxious. Brother Wu was anxious before because he just wanted to invite Fang Le to their first hospital through Brother Wu.
Let Brother Wu be scared all night tonight, he is not a good person anyway.
Wu Baoshuang came home from get off work, and Brother Wu was indeed worried all night.
At the same time, at about ten o'clock that night, several police cars drove into Brother Wu's village and several corresponding villages around the entire road, and took away more than a dozen people.
At night, Fang Le had a good sleep.
Fang Le went to bed late last night and went to bed at around ten o'clock. He got up at six o'clock in the morning and practiced boxing in the yard of the guest house. There was a lot of wind.
When Jin Zhenghe got up, he saw Fang Le practicing boxing. His movements were elegant, his boxing style was domineering, and he was flying up and down.
These days, some authentic internal boxing techniques are indeed rare. Jin Zhenghe has also seen some martial arts practitioners, but most of them are just showy. This is the first time for Jin Zhenghe to see someone like Fang Le, and he is impressed by what he sees.
I always feel more and more excited.
That's it?
Master Fang also said that he does not know how to deal with Gang Qi.
While watching, Mr. Jin was worried, fearing that Fu Fu might not be able to bear it anymore and punch down the five-story building opposite.
"Professor Fang!"
Fang Le came in after a set of punches. The director of the guest house hurriedly handed Fang Le a towel: "I didn't expect Professor Fang to know kung fu. It really opened my eyes."
“That’s to strengthen your body.”
Fang Le said modestly while taking the towel.
"Professor Fang, this is not about strengthening the body."
Jin Zhenghe came over and said: "If I were ten years younger, I would definitely take Master Fang as my teacher."
"It's not enough to become a disciple."
Fang Le said with a smile: "If Mr. Jin is free, I will teach Mr. Jin a set of boxing skills someday. If you practice it regularly, it will be no problem to prolong your life."
"Thank you Professor Fang, thank you Professor Fang."
Jin Zhenghe became excited instantly.
Originally, Jin Zhenghe was just joking and flattering Fang Le. He never expected such an unexpected surprise.
In other people's eyes, Fang Le teaches boxing skills, that is, boxing skills. Even if it is said to prolong life, some people are half-convinced, but in Jin Zhenghe's eyes, it is completely different.
The boxing skills taught by Master Fang can't be simple boxing skills. Even if you can't practice Gang Qi, it is absolutely true that it can prolong your life. It's true. Jin Zhenghe firmly believes it.
In the 1980s and 1990s, many wealthy people were after qigong masters. In addition to not wanting to mess with them, they also wanted to learn a skill or two. Some even offered high prices, and many were deceived.
The more respectable people are, the more they care about their appearance. After being deceived, some people dare not speak out, but continue to advocate behind their backs. This is why some scammers become more and more unscrupulous.
Jin Zhenghe is now Fang Le's fan, a loyal fan, no, a fanatical fan. Fang Le said that he would teach Jin Zhenghe boxing skills, and Jin Zhenghe was really excited.
"Professor Fang, from now on you..."
"Mr. Jin is so polite. We are partners and friends. Mr. Jin is in good health, so it is good for me too." Fang Le said with a smile.
"Yes Yes."
Jin Zhenghe nodded repeatedly. What he had just planned to say was that Fang Le would only follow his lead in the future, but was interrupted by Fang Le.
But Kim Jong-ha's heart has not changed.
For wealthy people such as Kim Jong-ha and Li Wan-jiang, their health is really more important than anything else. They are not short of money anymore. If they can still have good health and extend their lives, no amount of money can buy it back.
The director of the guest house next to him was a little puzzled when he saw Jin Zhenghe's expression, so he taught him a set of boxing techniques. As for that, practicing boxing is not that simple.
"Go up, take a shower, and eat."
Fang Le said with a smile.
As he spoke, Fang Le walked upstairs, and Jin Zhenghe followed. As he walked, he asked carefully: "Fang...Professor Fang, can that boxing technique be...hehe,
Can that aspect be enhanced?”
Fang Le was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand it at first, but when he saw the direction Jin Zhenghe was looking, he suddenly realized it.
"Long-term practice is helpful."
Fang Le smiled and said: "When we get back to Jiangzhong, I will show it to Mr. Jin and prescribe some medicine. It should be done in moderation."
"Professor Fang was joking. At my age, that's all. I'm just worried about getting older..."
Kim Jong-ha is a little embarrassed, but he still attaches great importance to men.
"Follow what I said, practice more boxing and exercise proper control. I guarantee you will still have demand when you are sixty or seventy years old." Fang Le said with a smile.
"Thank you Professor Fang, thank you Professor Fang."
Jin Zhenghe was overjoyed when he heard this. This is great.
At this moment, Jin Zhenghe realized that knowing Fang Le was not an unlucky thing, but a blessing.
At first, Jin Zhenghe only thought that he could not afford to offend Fang Le and would suffer a loss. Now...
If you think about it carefully, there are many benefits to having a master like Fang Le as your friend. Not only will he not be afraid of getting sick in the future, Master Fang will also teach him boxing techniques to extend his life...
Why worry about so much when you can have Master Fang to protect you?
"Mr. Jin, you're welcome."
Fang Le smiled and said, "I'll take a shower and let's eat."
"Okay, I'll wait for Professor Fang."
Jin Zhenghe nodded hurriedly.
Watching Fang Le enter the room, Jin Zhenghe couldn't restrain his excitement. He subconsciously rubbed his hands and walked up and down the corridor at the door.
This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity actually happened to me.