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Chapter 239 Helping Wei Pingyang to Heal

Su Yunhe rolled his eyes and asked, "Is this Director Mei Changlin Mei on the phone? Are you and he starting to call each other brothers?"

Because of family reasons, Su Yunhe knew a lot about officialdom. It was definitely not just money that could make those people brothers and sisters with ordinary people.

Jiang Xiaofan said with a smile: "I cured his mother's anorexia last time, and he has always been grateful to me."

Su Yunhe nodded: "I heard on the phone that he will bring his friends over later?"

Jiang Xiaofan smiled and said: "Yes, he wants to bring the captain of the criminal investigation team to me for treatment."

"Want to introduce you to the captain of the criminal investigation team?"

Su Yunhe was taken aback. She stared deeply at Jiang Xiaofan and said, "If I hadn't been to your house, I wouldn't have believed you were a farmer."

Jiang Xiaofan laughed loudly and said: "Haha, he is definitely a farmer with good roots. His ancestors have been farming for generations."

Su Yunhe shook his head, simply stopped thinking about it, and said: "Forget it, you can take care of these things. You go out first, and I will try the beauty lotion."

After saying this, her pretty face blushed slightly.

Jiang Xiaofan's heart moved. It looked like Su Yunhe was going to apply it on his body?

"Do you need my help? You may not be able to apply it on your back, I'll help you... Hey, don't throw the teacup, that thing is made of stainless steel... I'm leaving now!"

Jiang Xiaofan had just finished speaking when he saw Su Yunhe grabbing the stainless steel teacup in shame, and was so frightened that he quickly ran out of the office waving his hands.

"Cheapskate!" Jiang Xiaofan looked at the office and muttered in a low voice.

He slowly walked downstairs and came to the door of the restaurant. Within a few minutes, an ordinary car drove in.

After parking the car, Mei Changlin and a middle-aged man came over.

The man had a resolute face and a slightly muscular body, but he gave Jiang Xiaofan a fierce look.

It seemed like he would turn into a tiger and pounce in the next second.

"Brother Jiang, I've been waiting for a long time." Mei Changlin greeted with a hearty smile.

Jiang Xiaofan smiled and said, "I just came here too."

Mei Changlin said: "Brother Jiang, let me introduce you to this person..."

"Is this the leader of the criminal investigation team?" Jiang Xiaofan interrupted Mei Changlin and said.

Wei Pingyang looked at Jiang Xiaofan in surprise: "Have you seen me?"

"No." Jiang Xiaofan shook his head.

"Then how do you know about me? I was just transferred here not long ago." Wei Pingyang asked, staring at Jiang Xiaofan.

Jiang Xiaofan said indifferently: "Your left eye is congested, the eyeball is covered with capillaries, and the left side of your face twitches irregularly, which means that your left nerve is compressed. And I observed that when you walk, your left arm swings to a greater extent.

It's smaller than your right arm. As a police officer, this shouldn't happen, so I conclude that you are Brother Mei's friend."

Wei Pingyang was stunned. Mei Changlin laughed heartily: "What about Old Wei, let me just say that this kid has two brushes, right?"

Wei Pingyang nodded, stretched out his hand towards Jiang Xiaofan, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, my name is Wei Pingyang."

Jiang Xiaofan held Wei Pingyang's hand and couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart. Wei Pingyang's palm was rough and broad, and there were obvious calluses on his knuckles, which should be traces of frequent handling of guns.

But the number of times the police touched their guns was not enough to cause such a situation.

Jiang Xiaofan chuckled: "My name is Jiang Xiaofan, Captain Wei. In fact, I made all the guesses above. Mainly because Brother Mei told me about your situation and called me just now to say you were coming, so I knew..."

Upon hearing Jiang Xiaofan's words, Mei Changlin and Wei Pingyang were startled for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"You kid!"

After Jiang Xiaofan's words, the scene suddenly became more relaxed, and Wei Pingyang's tense nerves also relaxed.

Jiang Xiaofan took the two of them to the private room.

As soon as he sat down, Mei Changlin said eagerly: "Brother Jiang, the shrapnel in Wei's neck has been there for more than ten years. It has become more and more serious recently and has affected his normal life."

Jiang Xiaofan turned to look at Wei Pingyang and said, "Captain Wei, let me take a look at the wound first."

"No problem." Wei Pingyang readily opened his shirt, revealing a striking scar on the left side of his neck.

Jiang Xiaofan stretched out his hand and touched it gently, and felt a hard foreign object. Wei Pingyang's body suddenly trembled, and a look of pain appeared on his face, but he remained silent.

"The shrapnel has been inside for many years, right?" Jiang Xiaofan asked as he retracted his hand.

"About twelve years." Wei Pingyang blurted out.

Jiang Xiaofan was immediately in awe.

The people who can be shot in this era must be those working in the most dangerous places.

Moreover, this shrapnel has been in Wei Pingyang's body for twelve years. How much pain does he usually suffer?

Seeing Jiang Xiaofan's silence, Mei Changlin looked at Jiang Xiaofan anxiously and asked: "Brother Jiang, can Lao Wei's shrapnel be cured?"

Wei Pingyang's face looked very calm, but the nervousness in his eyes betrayed him.

Jiang Xiaofan smiled and said: "Of course it can be cured. The shrapnel is actually easy to remove, mainly because it will be more troublesome if it touches the nerves."

"Yes, Dr. Yanjing said so too." Wei Pingyang nodded and said.

Jiang Xiaofan thought about it for a while and asked: "Actually, I'm a little curious. The shrapnel in your shoulder socket is not a very difficult problem, so why has it not been operated on in all these years?"

Although the shrapnel in Wei Pingyang's shoulder socket is relatively close to the nerve, it is not completely inoperable to remove it with surgery.

Wei Pingyang showed a trace of nostalgia on his face: "The conditions were not very good back then, and it was not convenient for me to return to Yanjing. Later, Yanjing Hospital said that it can be cured, but it may cause partial loss of function of the arm, which means that I may need to touch it in the future.

I can no longer use the gun, so I have never had surgery."

"So that's it."

Jiang Xiaofan nodded.

He picked up the Western knife on the dining table and suddenly slashed Wei Pingyang's neck, causing a slight wound.

Wei Pingyang immediately turned pale with shock, and subconsciously wanted to stand up, but Jiang Xiaofan pressed lightly on him. Wei Pingyang felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, and his legs did not stand up.

Wei Pingyang's face changed drastically, and he touched his waist with his backhand.

Jiang Xiaofan raised his wrist, and a shrapnel as big as a thumbnail jumped out from Wei Pingyang's neck. When Wei Pingyang's hand came out of his arms, Jiang Xiaofan had already applied earth marrow milk to the wound, and retreated to the table calmly.

later.

This series of smooth operations may seem complicated, but in fact it only takes less than three seconds.

Mei Changlin on the side didn't even see clearly. When his head came to his senses, he saw Wei Pingyang taking out a strange-shaped dagger from his arms, and on the table in front of Jiang Xiaofan, there was a bloody shrapnel quietly.

Lying down.

"Has the shrapnel been taken out?" Mei Changlin rubbed his eyes, almost thinking that his eyesight was blurred.

"It's not difficult to remove the shrapnel. The difficult thing is not to accidentally injure the nerves." Jiang Xiaofan said calmly, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally staring at Wei Pingyang's wrist.

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