Old Deng is reborn in the 1980s, and he starts by severing his father-son relationship!

Chen Deshun stood at the door of the ward for quite a while.

When he arrived, the ward door was ajar, and he could hear everything inside clearly.

At the time, Officer Song was questioning them, and the second and fourth brothers answered relatively calmly and didn't mess up.

Chen Deshun didn't rush to push the door open and leaned against the wall to listen quietly.

After finally getting through the questioning, just as I was about to push open the door, I heard the policeman surnamed Song suddenly change the subject and ask about compensation.

How could Chen Deshun not guess what he was thinking? His anger flared up instantly, but he didn't lash out immediately.

He wanted to see what this policeman surnamed Song was up to, and also to see how the second-in-command would respond.

Chen Jianye's answer surprised Chen Deshun somewhat.

This kid's got a quick mind.

But old ginger is spicier.

Then, Officer Song immediately dropped his trump card, asking him directly how much money he wanted.

Faced with money, Chen Jianye's attitude was not as resolute as before; he was clearly tempted and would probably be persuaded by Song Gong'an soon.

Chen Deshun knew he couldn't wait any longer, so he decisively pushed open the door and went in, thus completely disrupting Song Gong's plans.

Chen Deshun picked up the packed lunchbox and casually placed it on the bedside table next to Chen Jianye, making a soft sound.

He looked up at the bewildered Officer Song and questioned, "Privately inducing victims to reach a settlement with criminals—isn't that standard procedure for a police station?"

His impression of this police officer surnamed Song is now extremely poor.

Yesterday, I thought this person was just annoyed by the troublesome case and wanted to expedite the mediation. But now that he's resorting to such despicable means, it's hard not to suspect that he received some benefits from the Huang family, or that the Huang family knows someone and used their connections.

Since that's the case, there's no need to be polite or courteous anymore. He immediately gave him a cold look and ordered him to leave: "If you've finished asking your questions, please leave."

The smile on Officer Song's face looked so fake, as if it were pasted on. At that moment, he felt as embarrassed as if he had been caught stealing.

He didn't say anything, and there was no point in lingering, so he slunk out of the ward.

The elderly couple stood at the door of the ward. They had heard what Officer Song said earlier, so naturally they didn't give him a friendly look.

What surprised them even more was that Chen Deshun actually dared to speak to the police officers like that, something that would have been hard to imagine in the past.

Chen Jianguo swallowed hard, feeling uneasy. His father was getting more and more powerful; he could just refuse to give face to the police officers without hesitation.

Before leaving, Zheng Yi nodded slightly to Chen Deshun as a greeting, and then followed Song Gong'an out.

Police Chief Song is Police Chief Song, and he is himself. For whatever reason, he doesn't want to fall out with Chen Deshun.

As soon as he left the ward, the fake smile on Song's face vanished, replaced by a grim expression. He muttered angrily, "He's really uncultured, completely impervious to reason, and won't accept mediation. He won't get a single penny in compensation."

Zheng Yi followed behind without responding; he did not agree with Song Gong'an's viewpoint.

The Chen family are the injured party. As long as they cannot prove that they have recovered, they can stay in the hospital for as long as they want. On the contrary, the longer they stay, the more money the Huang family will have to pay in compensation.

The Huang family, not the Chen family, should be the ones in a hurry now.

As Chen Deshun said, as long as they stick to their guns and refuse mediation, the case will proceed according to procedure, and the Huang family will inevitably have to bear legal responsibility in the end.

"Aren't we leaving?"

Zheng Yi paused, realizing that Officer Song was heading towards other clinics in the inpatient department, not the route out of the hospital, and couldn't help but ask.

"Let's find a doctor to understand the situation of Chen Jianye and Chen Sanqi first." Song Gong'an sighed softly, his tone full of helplessness.

The injury assessment is the Huang family's last hope. If it truly constitutes minor injury, then his actions today are a joke. It's also his own fault for being too hasty; he should have understood the situation first.

It's too late to regret it now.

The two found the attending physician in charge of the Chen Jianye brothers.

As soon as the doctor came out of a ward, Officer Song immediately went up to him, identified himself, and inquired about the injuries of the two Chen brothers.

The doctor glanced at them and led them into his office.

Upon arriving at the office, the doctor pulled out two medical records from a pile, carefully examined the examination reports on them, and then said, "Currently, no obvious bleeding points can be seen on the CT scan, but the possibility of delayed intracranial hematoma cannot be ruled out."

Police Officer Song was completely confused by what he was hearing. He didn't know anything about hematoma or anything like that. He just wanted to know how serious the two people's injuries were and whether they met the criteria for minor injuries.

"Is it a concussion? Can you be more specific? How serious is it? Does it constitute minor injury?"

"It's too early to draw a conclusion." The doctor adjusted his glasses, thought for a moment, and explained to Officer Song in simpler terms: "Intracranial hematoma is not a concussion, but a serious complication of traumatic brain injury, which cannot be completely ruled out at present. As for the concussion you mentioned, the aftereffects can range from minor to severe. Dizziness, nausea, and memory loss are common symptoms, and in severe cases, it can even affect normal work ability."

Song Gong'an was having a headache. He felt that the doctor was talking in circles and couldn't just give him a straight answer.

But thinking about it, it makes sense; assessing the injuries would take time, so I simply asked, "Can they both be discharged now?"

"No!" The doctor's answer was decisive this time. He said seriously, "My suggestion is to stay in the hospital for observation. After a week, we will have another comprehensive examination to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

"Alright."

After making a general assessment of the Chen brothers' injuries, Officer Song turned and walked out of the office.

Zheng Yi, who had been observing Song Gong's expression for a long time, finally couldn't help but speak up and advise, "Brother Song, I think we shouldn't get too involved in this matter. Since both sides don't agree to a settlement, let them go through the legal process."

Police Officer Song frowned, his face as black as the bottom of a pot. When did it become the turn of a junior to lecture him?

I really regret coming here today. After the questioning, I had some ulterior motives and was caught red-handed by Chen Deshun while trying to get information out of me.

They directly accused him of "privately inducing" and even criticized the entire police station for being unprofessional.

Luckily, Xiao Zheng is one of our own. If it were someone else, they might have spread the word back to the station, and they would have to walk with their heads down from now on.

After thinking for a long time, Officer Song seemed to have finally figured it out. He nodded and said, "If they want to take legal action, let them. We'll proceed according to the procedures."

"Brother Song, I'll go back to the station later and have a good talk with the Huang family so they can be mentally prepared," Zheng Yi said.

Police Officer Song frowned slightly and waved his hand dismissively: "It's unnecessary. What's the point of talking to them? Even if you manage to negotiate, they won't give you a banner. They might even badmouth you behind your back."