"Have the patient's family members not arrived yet?" the doctor asked.
The police officer in charge of the inquiry closed the record book and said: "We have sent people to notify the patient's family, but it will take a while. If you have anything, you can tell me first."
"Um..." The doctor hesitated for a moment, and then said awkwardly: "It's nothing. It's just that the patient was seriously injured in one place. I want to communicate with the family first so that the family can be mentally prepared and decide.
For a moment, do you want to tell the patient the truth?"
When he said this, a flash of sympathy flashed in the doctor's eyes.
I don’t know if the policeman who took the note noticed it, but Zhang Yu could see clearly that the direction the doctor was looking at was Ding Peng’s waist.
Thinking of the doctor's slightly strange expression and looking at Ding Peng's waist, which was almost entirely wrapped in gauze, Zhang Yu's eyes widened.
He coughed in disbelief, no way, could it be that Ding Peng hurt his waist?
It can't be so miserable. The cottonseed oil that Xiaoqingmei has been fed for many years has made her infertile. Now she can't even maintain her basic functions!
This, this, this...
How do you tell people what to say?
That's great!
But something has been wrong recently. I always feel that the world is a bit malicious towards men.
This is really not what he thought about. You see, first it was Jia Dongxu, and then Ding Peng came out.
To be honest, it's quite enjoyable.
But thinking about what happened to the two of them, Zhang Yu couldn't help but feel a chill in his back, and there was a dull pain somewhere.
Hiss! How scary!
Zhang Yu sighed and helped the doctor to send Ding Peng to the ward.
Just before entering the ward, Zhang Yu suddenly saw a familiar figure.
Turning his head and looking across, he saw that the man holding the wound and squirming out little by little was none other than Jia Dongxu.
Zhang Yu looked at the other party's ward number, Ward 6, and then looked up at Ding Peng's ward number, Ward 7.
The moment he saw it clearly, Zhang Yu almost laughed out loud.
I didn’t expect these two people to be so destined!
Not only were their illnesses similar, one was stabbed with a knife and the other was chopped with an axe, but they both suffered in some unspeakable way.
Even the ward numbers are right next to each other.
Sure enough, God’s arrangement is the most wonderful!
Zhang Yu was in a happy mood, but Jia Dongxu, who also saw him, was not so happy.
The first time he saw Zhang Yu, Jia Dongxu turned around subconsciously, trying to avoid his sight.
He doesn't want to see anyone now.
I don't even want to see acquaintances.
He didn't want anyone to see his current embarrassment, especially those who had some troubles.
Realizing that Zhang Yu was still looking at him, Jia Dongxu didn't go to the toilet and moved back to the house with a dark face.
As soon as he returned to the house, he smashed the porcelain jar on the table.
He cursed in a low voice: "Why don't you die? Why don't you die?"
Thinking of what he had experienced in the past two years, Jia Dongxu suddenly had an incredible idea, Zhang Yuke himself.
Yes, it must be him overcoming himself.
Otherwise, why is he getting better and better, while his life is getting worse and worse.
In the past, when he was sick, he had a prosperous life, and he had never been so unlucky as now.
The more Jia Dongxu thought about it, the more he realized that this was the case.
Zhang Yu and him are in conflict with each other. Between the two of them, you are strong and I am weak, and you are weak and I am strong.
So Zhang Yu will get better and better by absorbing his luck.
Jia Dongxu felt a murderous intention in his heart, wondering if the other party was gone and he could live his old life again.
Turning his head to look next door, Jia Dongxu seemed to see Zhang Yu despite being separated by the thick ward door.
"Go to hell! Only if you die can I live a better life." Jia Dongxu uttered a word silently.
Then the next second, he couldn't pretend anymore.
"Hiss!" The familiar pain struck again, and Jia Dongxu knew without thinking that the wound had cracked again.
Looking at the blood-soaked gauze, Jia Dongxu once again firmly believed that Zhang Yu was trying to defeat him, and nothing good would happen if he saw him.
There were three patients in the ward where Jia Dongxu was located. Everyone was resting, but they were suddenly awakened by the sound of him smashing things.
One of the strong men cursed angrily: "Are you crazy?"
But the next second, after the strong man saw the expression on Jia Dongxu's face clearly, he suddenly paused and swallowed what he wanted to say.
The expression on the other person's face is really, really...
The strong man didn't know what words to use to describe the expression on Jia Dongxu's face just now. He just felt terrified and panicked.
At this time, in the eyes of the strong man, Jia Dongxu was no longer the pretty boy he could knock down with one punch.
The strong man vigorously rubbed his arm, which was getting goosebumps from Jia Dongxu's expression just now, took two steps back and stopped talking.
He comforted himself in his mind, forget it, Jia was too evil just now.
Yes, it is evil.
The person watching felt a chill in his back. If it weren't for the fact that it was broad daylight, the strong man would have thought he was being hit by that one.
At this time, Zhang Yu didn't know that he had just glanced at Jia Dongxu and earned Jia Dongxu's hatred.
If he knew, he would probably feel even more unjust than Dou E.
What does the other party’s misfortune have to do with you?
Although...even though he got involved in some things, it was just because he couldn't stand Jia Dongxu doing bad things.
Besides, I didn't intervene many times. I just watched the excitement from the side.
He can't blame himself for his misfortune!
The reason why he is so unlucky is because he has not done any good things himself, he just brought it upon himself.
Even if you really want to find the culprit, you still have to find the plot master who is hovering over their courtyard and has a trivial relationship with him.
But Zhang Yu doesn't know all this yet. He is now standing in the corner, listening to the police taking notes for Ding Peng.
"Name?"
"Ding Peng." After escaping from death, Ding Peng's face turned pale, and he no longer had the arrogance of the past.
"..."
"..."
The police asked for some basic information, and most of this information matched the information provided by onlookers.
The police officer in charge of the interview shook his pen, released a little ink, and asked the most important thing: "Do you know the person who cut you?"
Ding Peng shook his head: "I don't know."
"So have you made enemies with anyone recently? Is there anyone you suspect?"
Ding Peng thought about it carefully and found that there were many people who had hatred against him.
He admitted that in the early years, because he relied on the Tao family, he was a bit unscrupulous in doing things. When doing business, his methods were not very clean, and he made many enemies.
But because he is the son-in-law of the Tao family, and the entire Tao family is standing behind him, those people can only hold back their anger.
This is also the reason why he has been suppressed during this period.
It's just that those people can't stand him, but they really don't dare to buy someone to kill someone.
The hatred between him and those people did not reach that level, which would not lead them to do such things as buying and killing people.
