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Chapter 1130: Do you trust the police or me

In the public ward, Tong Qian stood in front of Zhang Lixin's bed, holding a tool to suture the wound in her hand. She said while working: "You are very lucky. The bullet passed through your head but did not pass through the most important area, so it is

Your body function did not cause much damage, but the bullet is a foreign object after all. If it is not removed in time, it may cause infection and your life will be in danger."

"P250, nine millimeter, Paraberem, hollow-point bullet, not strong in penetration but high in destructive power." Zhang Lixin, who was lying sideways on the hospital bed, stared at Ma Jun and said word by word.

"Bang!" A sudden roar made Tong Qian's hands tremble.

"Based on your experience, I'm dead." Zhang Lixin's mouth had a strange arc, "What's the possibility, what's the chance that everything will be fine like me."

"But these six hours are very critical. It may suddenly deteriorate and it will be too late for you to have surgery." Tong Qian didn't want to know what they were talking about, but out of a doctor's professionalism, she still spoke.

"There used to be a chicken on the farm, and the farmer would come to feed it every day at dawn. From childhood to adulthood, it never changed despite the rain. Experience tells it that the farmer is a good person." Zhang Lixin said in a relaxed tone: "The farmer came again today.

, but instead of feeding it, I killed it because this day is Thanksgiving.”

"Ha, this chicken just relied on empirical induction, so it died." Zhang Lixin laughed and looked at Tong Qian, "It comes from the 1917 book "Philosophical Problems" by the philosopher Bertrand Russell."

In his eyes, the doctor is most likely working with the police. After all, he is a robber. There is no reason for the doctor to be on his side, so it is very dangerous to go to the operating table. He will definitely die, and he will definitely be happiest if he dies.

The policeman in front of me has nothing to prove.

"So, why should we save him?" Ma Jun looked at Tong Qian, his tone full of dissatisfaction, "Is it because the medical resources are too abundant or there is too much remaining funds?"

"Because this is a hospital, I am a doctor, and my duty is to save lives and heal the wounded!" Tong Qian stared at Ma Jun without giving in, "In the eyes of doctors, there are only patients, and doctors are parents. There is no need for good or evil in the eyes of doctors.

There is no need to have enemies or friends, doctors only need to try their best to treat every patient!!"

"I will do my best to uphold the honor and noble tradition of medicine, regard my colleagues as compatriots, and will not allow any consideration of religion, nationality, race, political opinion or status to interfere between my duties and patients. The highest priority is to safeguard human life.

From the moment of conception, I will not use my medical knowledge to violate humanity, even under threat."

After speaking out a series of medical ethics regulations and declaration of office, Tong Qian's whole person looked divine at this moment.

Ma Jun took a step back for me, his expression froze with shock. He looked at Tong Qian, whose eyes were full of firmness. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something to rebut, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just turned his head slightly.

The duty of a soldier is to obey orders, and the duty of a police officer is to maintain public order and fight crime. What about the duty of a doctor?

Save lives and heal the wounded!

Yes, mixing personal emotions will only be bad.

This may be the highest ethical standard for doctors.

Don’t have too many chestnuts. If you pick one out at random, it will be praised and admired by all countries. This is called the spirit of international humanitarianism. So, what can Ma Jun say?

If I had to say anything, I could only give him a thumbs up and praise him.

Zhang Lixin, who was lying on the hospital bed, looked at Tong Qian very strangely and his eyes flickered.

So naive!

It would be a shame not to take advantage of it!

Tong Qian glanced at Ma Jun and Zhang Lixin on the hospital bed, took off her gloves, threw them in the trash can, and turned away, "As a doctor, I remind you that after fulfilling my responsibility, your life is your own."

After that, he turned around and walked towards his workplace.

She was in a very bad mood. A patient decided to have an operation under her advice, but the operation failed. The patient's lower body was paralyzed. When he visited the patient in the morning, he was spat on, and now his mood became even worse.

Ma Jun and Zhang Lixin's eyes met, and the corners of Zhang Lixin's mouth became wider and wider. Although he was lying on the bed and still handcuffed, he looked at Ma Jun with a victor's attitude.

Waving to Aze, Aze immediately walked over and pulled the curtain to isolate the entire hospital bed.

The sound of the curtain pulling attracted Tong Qian's attention, and she immediately asked loudly: "What are you doing!"

He walked over quickly and asked urgently: "Why are you pulling up the curtain?"

"Doctor, sir, I have something to ask him." Aze stretched out his hand to stop him.

Tong Qian opened Aze's hand, grabbed the curtain and roughly pulled it open, and asked loudly and urgently: "Why do you close the curtain? What are you going to do?"

"Do you know what observation is?" Tong Qian didn't even look at Ma Jun. She just stared at the foot of the bed, danced and said loudly and excitedly: "Observation means that every nurse can see him."

Ma Jun had a gloomy face, Zhang Lixin pressed his fingers on the infusion tube, pursed his lips, and had a smile on his lips.

"I want to interrogate him. This is a matter between the police and criminals and has nothing to do with you." Ma Jun said through gritted teeth.

"Then go to the police station and ask. Now, this is a hospital. Don't use your police tactics. I have the final say here!" Tong Qian interrupted Ma Jun rudely, "Why are you asking? He hasn't asked yet.

Stable, even if you record a statement and go to court, it will be a piece of paper. Is this your first day as a police officer?"

"He has an accomplice on the run. It's very dangerous!" If there was a prisoner in front of him, he would definitely punch her and make her cry for a long time!

"Where is your friend?" He turned to look at Zhang Lixin.

"Don't you remember?" Zhang Lixin put a smile on his face, raised his finger and pointed at the muzzle of the gun on his temple and said: "When your men pointed the gun at my head, I said I didn't know, that means I didn't know. Bang, it went off.

ah!"

Tong Qian frowned and looked at Ma Jun in disbelief. With her IQ, she could immediately tell the key point. This was clearly torture to force the Communists. No, it was more serious, worse, and more shameless than this.

A label was put on Ma Jun's head, "Black Police", and her eyes were full of disgust.

"You hid a gun, resisted arrest, and attacked the police. My men shot you in self-defense." Ma Jun snorted coldly and said, "In court, the judge trusts the police."

"Ha!" Zhang Lixin's face was full of ridicule and he looked at Tong Qian, "Do you believe the police or me?"

Tong Qian's eyes swept back and forth between the faces of Ma Jun and Zhang Lixin. Her eyes fell on the muzzle on the temple several times, and finally she looked at Zhang Lixin with a firm look on her face.

Zhang Lixin glanced at Ma Jun, whose face was gloomy and seemed to be dripping with water. He leaned his head against the wall with a smile of victory on his face.

Seeing Tong Qian like this, Ma Jun was furious and his chest was so tight that he wanted to punch Tong Qian in the chest and dent him!

The thing is so strange. People often don’t believe everything the police say. Whether it’s the media or the public, they always have natural doubts about the police’s remarks, but they choose to call the police as soon as possible when they encounter danger.

, choose to call the police.

But immediately after the incident, I began to doubt the police's efficiency, methods, conclusions and attitude.

It's very... contradictory.


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