I heard that I'm a tomb robber

Chapter 152 Ward
Not long after Mei Qian was pushed into the ward, Ning Chi rushed over after hastily finished the questioning, and brought back Mei Qian's confiscated personal belongings by the way.

When Mao Mao also came to the hospital, because Mei Qian refused to meet, Ren Yi and Gong Baihe who were waiting outside the ward also slipped away in disgrace under the hostile eyes of the little girl.

Maomao snorted coldly, adjusted his mood, and slowly opened the door.

Mei Qian's infusion hadn't finished yet, while two nurses were turning on the monitor and putting on a ventilator.

Maomao looked at Mei Qian's bloodless face, walked up to Ning Chi with some worry, and asked in a low voice.

The latter didn't look very good, and only handed out the doctor's diagnosis report.

In fact, Ning Chi was always in a state of confusion.

Ning Chi didn't believe it at all when he first heard the news that his eldest brother's old injury had relapsed and he was hospitalized again.

After all, he knew better, and that night he also witnessed Mei Qian's inhuman speed and agility when he flashed out of the commercial vehicle.

What's more, the eldest brother also rescued Zhang Yu and others who were trapped underground.

These are enough to make him firmly believe that even if Mei Qian's injury does not heal, it will be fine.

But when I arrived at the hospital, I couldn't help feeling numb when I saw the miserable appearance of the person on the hospital bed. After hearing the description of the injury from the doctor and understanding the medical certificate, my thoughts were shaken.

However, he admired Mei Qian even more in his heart. The elder brother is the elder brother. He was able to go to the grave to kill monsters with such a serious injury, and he could survive for so many days afterward. No one can match his loyalty, courage and tenacity, a real man...

"Seeing that you are still messing around, how are you? Are you guilty?" After the nurse left, Maomao came to the bed for the first time, wiped the sweat from the boss's head with a tissue, and complained distressedly.

"I'm fine. I'll be hospitalized honestly this time. I won't be able to go out unless I get better." Mei Qian, who was wearing a ventilator, looked at Mao Mao who was about to cry, and quickly comforted her.

Today, Mei Qian's lungs are indeed injured, but it is definitely not as serious as the medical images show.

Thanks to the last hospitalization, Mei Qian, who had nothing to do but to see the chest X-ray, had a thorough understanding of the structure of the lungs.

Although his internal strength is only at the intermediate level, he can barely use it freely. It is still possible to use a little trick to injure his own lungs without causing too much damage.

As for the pale complexion and cold sweat, half of them were just pretending.

the other half...

He really didn't expect self-harm to be so painful...

Mei Qian actually doesn't like to be hospitalized, let alone listen to Mao Mao's complaints.

To be honest, if there is a better way, he will definitely not use his internal strength to injure himself.

At that time, staring at the closed camera, the first thing I thought of was breaking free from the handcuffs, and giving that surname Gong a meal.

But he quickly calmed down and thought of this way to get rid of his own troubles.

Because he didn't want to plead guilty to the two crimes, no matter whether it was tomb robbery or murder.

Although, when he came to the hospital, the police kept explaining to him that Gong Baihe was just trying to test him out as a joke.

He even asked Ning Chi to pass the message before.

He didn't pay any attention, if he hadn't kept his back all the time, he might still be handcuffed in the interrogation room at this time.

If an ordinary person were to face this kind of policeman, who would know what would happen if one accidentally got tricked?

No matter what the original purpose of the surname Gong is, to induce, extract a confession, and maybe even falsify evidence, these malicious intentions are obvious.

So what's the use of explaining?

He Mei can't be a lamb to be slaughtered honestly, can he?
After chatting with Mei Qian for a few words, Maomao went to the doctor.

After Mei Qian watched her leave, her expression changed slightly.

Just a month after he was last hospitalized here, his socially obsessive assistant has become friends with most of the medical staff at this level.

While Mei Qian received some special care, it was also miserable.

Without him, that's how Mao Mao's light recipes came about.

The doctors and nurses here are almost all her eyeliner, whenever he and Ning Chi have supper or stay up all night, Maomao will know immediately.

Now, Mei Qian can even imagine what kind of life she will live in the future.

And once he recalled the unsalty clear porridge, even if his chest didn't hurt, his head hurt, and his stomach hurt even if his head didn't hurt.

Sure enough, while waiting for dinner, Maomao came in with a big lunch box in his hands.

Mei Qian didn't even need to look at it, as soon as she smelled it, she lost her appetite.

Miscalculation, this time I hurt the enemy a thousand, and I hurt myself eight hundred...
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After Maomao left, only Ning Chi and Mei Qian were left in the ward.

Ning Chi finally couldn't hold back, dragged a chair and sat by the bed, and gave the boss a thumbs up: "Brother Qian is really a man."

Mei Qian glared at him angrily: "What's wrong." Do you need to tell me if I am a man?
Then he ignored the nervous guy, and suddenly pulled out a folder from the jacket beside him.

Ning Chi was taken aback: "What is this?"

"I took it back in the chaos, the evidence of the police's induced confession." Mei Qian opened the folder and took photos of every page with her mobile phone.

After throwing the document to Ning Chi, he thought about it, and then used the function of his mobile phone to add a mosaic of the name of the deceased and the photo of the corpse in the document.

"Kill?" Ning Chi couldn't help but exclaimed after seeing the contents above.

"This is the crime they want me to confess to, can I bear it?" Mei Qian gritted her teeth.

In other words, compared to tomb robbery and possession of ammunition, he felt that this crime was an insult to him.

Thinking about it now, my chest still hurts, and I'm angry.

Immediately opened Weibo, brewed for a while, and started typing on the phone.

[Because the injury was not healed, I always had chest pains. I was irritable for a long time. Today, I finally felt better. I took my assistant downstairs to have a cup of hot coffee and enjoy a rare and comfortable time.But when a large group of police officers with live ammunition forced me out of the wheelchair, this little beauty turned into a luxury...

On May 5th, a day that everyone remembers, it is said that a large tomb was stolen that day.

So, I, Mei Qian, automatically became a suspect again in the eyes of the police...

I watched him turn off the camera with my own eyes.

Watching him slap a murder document in my face.

Watching his ugly face approach with my own eyes.

I also saw the fierce light in his eyes.

"Suspected of tomb robbery or murder, you choose one."

Of course this Police Officer Gong would not say such blunt words, but his words fell into my ears, and it automatically meant that.

If I hadn't happened to be tossed so that the injury recurred, I would have been handcuffed in the interrogation room to be interrogated at the time of posting this article...

I, Mei Qian, have killed people, but the whole country knows who I killed.And because of this case, in the eyes of some policemen, I will always be a criminal...]

Mei Qian eloquently typed a large piece of text, which was extremely sensational.

At the end of the day, he also uploaded the doctor's certificate, chest X-ray, and documents and photos of the murder case, and explained them.In the end, I deliberately @Police Headquarters, Xiadu Criminal Investigation Corps, Xiaguo Disciplinary Supervision Committee and other authoritative organizations, just to expand the influence.

In fact, he thought about doing this after he first came out of the detention center last year.

However, the police were more restrained at that time, and they also had a preliminary understanding of the characteristics of the system. Knowing that with the dog system, their buttocks would never be clean, and troubles would never be less.

He even maintained the relationship carefully afterwards, which helped the police a lot.

I'm afraid that I will be cheated by the system, and I won't get good results from the official.

This time the surname Gong was really angry with him, and if he didn't do anything, he would be at the mercy of others.

(End of this chapter)