Intensive care unit.

Ye Shaochuan saw one of the gangsters, sitting on the bed eating apples, a leg hanging in plaster above the bed, you can see at a glance.

In addition to this gangster, there are two men who are playing with mobile phones and are not dressed like normal people. You don't have to guess, they must be the same gangster.

"Who are you..."

When ye Shaochuan pushed the door in, one of the men with red hair stood up and asked. But before he finished speaking, he saw Wang Changqing who came in with him and grinned: "isn't this director Wang? Why are you here?"

"Why am I here? Of course I have something to do."

Wang Changqing didn't have a good face for these gangsters. He snorted coldly, looked at the man on the bed and said, "Song Qing, you're not disabled. I don't think you look like that either."

"Director Wang, you can't talk nonsense. My legs are useless now, and I can only sit in a wheelchair in the future. I'm not disabled yet?" Zheng said, "how about those who eat apples in the garbage can

"Who said Zheng Congming would be sentenced?"

Wang Changqing frowned and said directly, "it's self-defense. We will release people soon."

"Release people?"

On hearing this, Song Qing couldn't sit still and said in a loud voice: "how can it be self-defense? We are all beaten like this. Moreover, the boy beat us first. How can he hurt us intentionally? It's enough to sentence him..."

"Yes, director Wang, you police don't have the same thing on the surface, but on the back. They say they are investigating cases and releasing people in the twinkling of an eye. Are we brother Qing beaten like this in vain?"

"Director Wang, you are the people's police. Can you tolerate that kind of people being at large?"

The other two gangsters also had a bad tone and said strangely.

"At large?"

Wang Changqing sneered: "what do you do? Don't think I don't know. It's a bit too bad to play tricks in front of me. How to investigate the case? We have discretion. You don't have to tell us."

"Director Wang, according to what you say, people are going to let go, and you are still investigating a fart case?"

On the bed, Song Qing sneered.

"The case hasn't been decided yet. I'm here to find out. By the way, in order to make sure that your injury is consistent with the hospital certificate, I brought a comrade from our police station to see your injury. " Wang Changqing points to Ye Shaochuan.

The reason for this is that they discussed before they came here. Ye Shaochuan disguised himself as a policeman to see if the three people's injuries were really so serious? Moreover, he also wanted to see the three gangsters and see what they could rely on.

"He's a policeman. What do you think of the injury?"

Song Qing's eyes fell on Ye Shaochuan's face, suspicious.

"Ha ha, it's very simple!"

Ye Shaochuan smiles and steps forward.

"What are you doing?"

The two gangsters came over with vigilant faces.

Wang Changqing sees this, Li shouts a way: "how, you still plan to attack police?"

The two gangsters hesitated and chose to withdraw. The reason why they dare to speak to Wang Changqing wantonly is that they are victims, and all the evidence at present is in their favor. But if it's called assaulting a police officer, it's not a good thing.

But they know that there is often this scene in the movie. It's very simple for the police to shoot and kill the criminals after being attacked.

"Hum, you two are honest. We'll investigate the case. If you dare to obstruct, don't blame my surname Wang for not giving you boss Zhou face." Maybe it's the reason why he climbed up step by step from the following. Wang Changqing's speech is not only unofficial, but also confuses with the street. He blurts out the threat directly.

It has to be said that his words are quite powerful, and the three gangsters, including Song Qing, don't speak for a moment.

Ye Shaochuan came forward and took a look at Song Qing. Then he put his hand on his partner's leg wrapped in plaster and pressed it. He asked, "do you feel it?"

"No!"

Song Qing shakes his head. His eyes fall on Ye Shaochuan, just like looking at a fool. You press my plaster. How can I feel that my brain is sick? Moreover, even if I can feel it, I won't admit it. I have to admit it. It doesn't mean that the leg has a feeling. It hasn't been abandoned. Can it be cured?

"No?"

Ye Shaochuan seems to have guessed the other party's idea. He changed his hand and took two more shots. He patted it casually, but the power seemed to be quite strong. The plaster was pounding, as if it was going to be broken. Wang Changqing's face changed.

Although I know that Song Qing is not a good thing, it's in the hospital after all. If ye Shaochuan really smashes the plaster of the other party and causes any bad influence, it's spread that not only Ye Shaochuan is in trouble, but Wang Changqing is also involved.

"Does it hurt?"

Ye Shaochuan asked again."No It hurts

Song Qing face a pale, clench one's teeth, insist a way. Just now, ye Shaochuan's two random shots were on the plaster, but it made him feel like two hammers smashed on the bone. Let alone the pain, it was better than the broken leg two days ago.

"It doesn't hurt?"

Ye Shaochuan smiles and raises his hand again.

"What on earth are you doing?"

At this time, the two gangsters also feel that the situation is wrong, came to stop Ye Shaochuan said: "even if you are the police, you can't treat brother Qing like this."

"What I did to him, I'll see how his injury is. If you stop me, is there anything fishy about his injury?" Ye Shaochuan sneers and shoots the sword in Song Qing's eyes. The latter subconsciously lowers his head and dares not look at him.

From the beginning, ye Shaochuan knew that the injury of this gangster named Song Qing was not serious, or even worse than the tension of his broken leg. Don't say you don't need a wheelchair. I'm afraid you don't even need crutches. It's just a bit of trouble walking.

"Don't bow your head. If it hurts, I'll help you to have a look." Ye Shaochuan said and slowly raised his right hand again.

Song Qing looked at the scene, afraid that he would really shoot down, even busy way: "pain, really pain!"

"Does it hurt?"

Ye Shaochuan sneered, and his right hand fell suddenly.

"Don't..."

Song Qing's face turned white and he wanted to shrink his feet.

Unfortunately, no matter how fast his reaction is, how can it be faster than ye Shaochuan's hand.

Bang!

The right hand is heavily patted on the plaster.

Click!

In the eyes of Wang Changqing and others, the plaster on Song Qing's leg directly cracked a seam, and the seam expanded rapidly, such as cobwebs. In the blink of an eye, the whole piece of plaster was covered, and the plaster fell on the bed.

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