In Jiangbei Municipal Hospital, the emergency department ward is specially used to observe critically ill patients. It has only two beds and has the same facilities as ordinary wards. Next door is the emergency department nurse station. Doctors and nurses can come to the rescue if there is any trouble.
Liu Ziguang's father was lying on the hospital bed. He felt a slight pain under his ribs, but the overall feeling was not that bad. He was a restless person and felt awkward lying down in broad daylight. While his wife was going to the hospital to go through the procedures, he simply opened the door.
I got out of bed, pulled on my slippers and went for a walk in the small garden of the hospital.
In the dean's office, Fang Fei sat with some uneasiness. Originally, her organizational relationship had been transferred, but the political review for going abroad was blocked again. Now she doesn't know where the files are kept. In other words, she is already a gangster.
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The old dean looked at her with a smile and comforted her: "Xiao Fang, don't worry, I will send someone to help you adjust the organizational relationship. Anyway, there is still a shortage of people in the hospital, so you can just come to work. By the way, that Chen Kun
I've been discharged from the hospital, you don't have anything to worry about."
Fang Fei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, Dean Li."
"Haha, why are you so polite in front of your Uncle Li? We need nurses in both the ward and the emergency department now. You can choose as you like."
Fang Fei said without thinking: "I'm going to the emergency room."
I bid farewell to the old director, reported to the head nurse, got a green emergency nurse uniform, and went to the locker room to change into it. As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the emergency department, I saw several burly men walking from outside, and there was a group of people in the parking lot.
A black Hummer was lying there.
In the lead was a fat-headed, big-eared, red-faced guy with a shaved scalp. When he saw Fang Fei, he shouted: "Hey, sister-in-law, you're here."
Fang Fei blushed and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
The guy chuckled: "My name is Zhuo Li, and I am Liu Ziguang's brother. So what, is that boy named Chen still pestering you? If you have any trouble, just come to me directly."
Seeing that Fang Fei was confused, the guy said again: "You may not remember me, but I came to see Uncle Liu, who is Liu Ziguang's father. He lives in your emergency department."
Fang Fei's heart moved. Her uncle still had this friend. She walked into the observation room and took a look. There were no patients. Zhuo Li came in shortly after. She looked around, and finally saw the small garden outside through the window.
Uncle Liu, who was taking a walk, quickly took people there.
Fang Fei blinked her eyes in confusion, these people looked really familiar.
Zhuo Li came to Uncle Liu, said hello, asked about his welfare, and finally said: "Uncle, do you know that there is a hospital strike abroad. After a month, guess what?"
Uncle Liu said: "Then all the patients have been delayed."
Zhuo Li slapped his thigh: "Sir, I guessed it wrong. The mortality rate of patients in this hospital has dropped by 30% compared with usual. This is true. There are too many quack doctors now, and they know how to make patients spend money and do all kinds of things.
All kinds of inspections are all fucking lies."
Uncle Liu also sighed: "Yes."
Zhuo Li added: "Guangzi called me to make arrangements. We are not afraid of spending money, but we are afraid of wasting money. It is nothing to spend money on medical treatment when we are not sick. Please tell me this is the truth."
"That's the truth."
"Well, uncle, I've invited an expert friend to come here, he's a doctor from the Provincial Medical University, and I'll ask him to help you take a look. We'll also get some reassurance, do you think that's okay?"
"this……"
"Don't worry, we are all friends, no money spent."
"That's okay."
Zhuo Li waved his hand, and a middle-aged man wearing glasses came over from behind. He stepped forward and pressed Uncle Liu's abdomen, tested the body temperature on his forehead, took out a syringe, drew a tube of blood, and said, "I need to go back and test this."
That’s all.”
Zhuo Li said: "Okay, let's go back first, uncle, you can take a stroll slowly."
After returning from the small garden, Liu's mother also returned to the ward. She happened to meet Zhuo Li. Zhuo Li asked her aunt to take out the CT film and show it to the person she brought. The person looked at it carefully and had a strange expression on his face. Zhuo Li
Li knew it well and stood up to say goodbye. Mother Liu saw a lot of gift boxes, flowers and the like placed in the corner, and hurriedly thanked her. Zhuo Li said: "Aunt, you're welcome, Guangzi is not here, these are what we brothers should do
, well, Photon may come back tomorrow, don’t worry, nothing will happen.”
After bidding farewell to Liu's mother, Zhuo Li took people to the parking lot, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and asked, "How was it?"
The man with glasses said: "Judging from the clinical characteristics, there are indeed signs of leukemia. The technical level of the municipal hospital can still be trusted. Director Chen is my senior sister and is one of the leading experts in the province in treating malignant tumors."
Zhuo Li looked a little gloomy and said, "We'll wait until we get the blood test report."
The group of people got into the car and left. In a large station wagon parked under the shade of a tree in front of the hospital, an agent asked his superiors on the phone: "They have collected blood samples from Father Liu. Do you want to intervene?"
He got a reply quickly and no intervention was needed.
The blood test was done at another hospital, and Zhuo Li monitored the whole process. After getting the report, the doctor said that the blood analysis was also very bad. Of course, a lot of tests are needed to make a final diagnosis, but for now
Judging from the data available, the patient's condition is far from ideal.
After Zhuo Li listened, he silently walked to a quiet place, took out his mobile phone and dialed Liu Ziguang's satellite phone.
"Guangzi, it was found. It's not a misdiagnosis. The situation is not good."
"I understand, thank you." At this time, Liu Ziguang was sitting on a jet plane, with the vast Indian Ocean outside the window.
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Hu Qingsong's special plane is the latest Gulfstream G550 long-range business jet. It can fly continuously for 11,000 nautical miles without refueling. It is the most convenient tool for Liu Ziguang to rush home.
The plane took off from the San Juan International Airport in Western Saddamoa. Personnel deployed by the relevant departments responsible for construction assistance at the airport reported that they saw Liu Ziguang boarding the plane with their own eyes.
Based on the flight speed, the aircraft did not stop at any airport on the way, but took the international route directly from the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau to the Chinese border. After the aircraft entered China's airspace, under the strong coordination of relevant departments, the Air Force radar stations of the Lanzhou Military Region and Chengdu Military Region
It has entered a first-level combat readiness state, and the entire relay monitors the aircraft's coordinates, ground speed and altitude.
Two Su-27 fighter jets from a certain branch of the Air Force also took off in an emergency and were following the Gulfstream business jet. The air-to-air missiles were on standby and the radar locked onto the target. As long as the leader gave an order, the passenger plane could turn into thousands of enemies.
It's all broken, no matter how talented the people on board are, it won't help.
The order to launch the missile was never issued. The fighter jet completed the tracking mission, handed the target to its two J-10 comrades in the North Sky, and then flew back.
People on the Gulf Stream will probably never know that they were on the line between life and death, and the plane landed at the Capital Airport in a dusty mess.
Hu Qingsong had his own hangar at the Capital Airport. When the plane slid near the hangar, he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. Suddenly, the hangar door opened wide, and a dozen camouflage-painted wheeled vehicles appeared.
The armored vehicle rushed out and first cut off the aircraft's retreat. The ZPT90 25mm cannon on the turret was aimed at the fuselage. This powerful automatic weapon can tear the aluminum alloy fuselage into pieces in an instant.
Soldiers wearing steel helmets and camouflage uniforms poured out in a dark mass, with black muzzles aimed at the hatch. A few minutes later, the hatch opened, and the pilots and flight attendants walked out of it fearfully waving white napkins, and then some with their hands raised.
Hu Qingsong and several attendants.
They were captured immediately, covered with black cloth hoods and escorted away. Then the special operations team members covered each other and rushed onto the plane. After a careful search, they announced that they had not captured the target.
"Search carefully, there is no way there is no one!" Director Tan, who was in command of the airport, was furious.
But no matter how much they tore the plane apart, they couldn't find anyone. Liu Ziguang was indeed not on the plane.
Director Tan immediately interrogated Hu Qingsong and the crew. After using a polygraph to interrogate them, the answers they received were consistent. Liu Ziguang did get on the plane, but he came to see Hu Qingsong off. He talked on the plane for a while and then got off.
"No, I've fallen into the trap of tricking the tiger away from the mountain!" Tan Zhihai was greatly frustrated, but what was certain was that even if Liu Ziguang was not on this plane, he must be on other means of transportation to China.
Director Tan's think tank immediately plunged into intense analysis. There are many ways to travel from Sissadamoa to China, but the fastest way is to fly. The most likely way for Liu Ziguang is to take a flight from San Juan.
Go to neighboring countries, then take international flights to China, or fly to countries and regions adjacent to China, such as Pakistan, Sri Lanka, Vietnam, Thailand, and Hong Kong, and then transfer to Jiangbei.
No matter what method he uses, the destination is always the same, which is Jiangbei City. In view of Jiangbei's weak strength, Tan Zhihai immediately ordered the task force members to immediately fly to Jiangbei on a special plane and conduct air control at the same time.
All civil aircraft that hinder the task force's flight must give way.
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Five hours ago, the flight from Beijing to Urumqi landed at Diwopu International Airport. A Japanese tourist with long hair and glasses, exuding an artist's atmosphere, carried his simple luggage and transferred to the Jiangdong provincial capital.
The border inspector checked his passport and glanced at the wanted notice on the computer. It was obvious that this slightly wretched Japanese was definitely not the person named Liu Ziguang or Liu Jinrong or any other bullshit name that the Ministry of National Security was looking for. This person
His name is Funakoshi Saio, and he has a lot of stamps on his passport. He is the kind of idle, wealthy Japanese who likes to travel all over the world. The border inspection officers have seen many such tourists.
Funakoshi Saio's time card was very accurate. One hour later, he got on the flight to the capital of Koto Province. He arrived at the airport a few hours later. He got off the plane and took a taxi directly to the train station. After buying the ticket, he took a taxi back to Wood.
Manor, asked: "How is it?"
*** replied: "I just had a phone call with Boss Hu and everything is normal. Maybe you are nervous."
"Okay, I understand." Liu Ziguang hung up the phone and carried his luggage into the train station. Night had fallen, and the artificial lake opposite the train station reflected neon lights, which was particularly beautiful.