The rise of special forces from the boot camp

Chapter 157 Yu Wanhe's Second Backhand

At four o'clock in the morning, outside the building of the Public Security Hospital.

"Squeak!"

There was a piercing sound of rubbing. After the tires of a Jetta rubbed violently against the ground, the Jetta slammed into the door of the hospital.

Afterwards, the car door was opened, and Xu Su and Zhang Yang quickly ran towards the hospital.

The two of them had just received news from Cui Zhe that Wang Chen was seriously injured and unconscious, so Xu Su came here in a panic.

As soon as Xu Su ran to the second floor, he asked Cui Zhe from a long distance away, "Where is he? How is it?"

"Don't shout." Cui Zhe reminded, "People are inside, they can't die, it's just a bit miserable, go and see for yourself."

Xu Su took a few breaths, waited for his breathing to be even, then nodded, pushed the door and walked in.

Xu Su glanced at it and frowned.

I saw that Wang Chen's neck, shoulders, and wrists were all wrapped in white gauze, and the outermost layer of the gauze had blood oozing faintly. Looking up, Wang Chen's face was extremely pale, without a trace of blood, and his lips were chapped. A series of cuts appeared, and the whole person looked like a dying patient, without any energy.

Xu Su stared at Wang Chen for a while, glanced at the handcuffs on Wang Chen's right wrist, and the two accompanying police officers, then turned around with a gloomy expression, and Zhang Yang followed closely behind.

"Why did this kid get fucked like this?" Zhang Yang frowned and said, "It looks like a dying patient."

"What did the doctor say?" Xu Su looked at Cui Zhe and asked.

"Take a good rest and pay attention to nutrition." Cui Zhe said softly, "This kid has lost too much blood and fell into a coma. When I came, the doctor was undergoing surgery. More than 100 stitches were stitched all over his body, and the gunshot wound was torn again. , injured the tendon, if the cultivation is not good, there may be sequelae."

"How many people?" Xu Su asked again.

"Three." Cui Zhe replied, "Two have severe concussions, and one has a completely collapsed nose and damaged nerve endings."

"Get ready, it's time to fight back!" Xu Su said in a cold voice, "I'm going to get the order. This time, I will never tolerate it after investigating to the end!"

"brush!"

Cui Zhe and Zhang Yang's eyes suddenly lit up when they heard the sound.

"Yes!" The two nodded.

"I promise the order will arrive before nine o'clock tomorrow." Xu Su explained clearly, "Before that, we must ensure the safety of Wang Chen and the safety of those three desperadoes."

"No problem." Cui Zhe and Zhang Yang nodded.

"I'm going to the provincial capital now." Xu Su replied, greeted the two of them, turned around and left.

Zhang Yang and Cui Zhe, one guarded outside Wang Chen's ward, and the other guarded the door of the three Lang brothers' ward.

What happened tonight was within Xu Su's expectation, and beyond Xu Su's surprise, he did not expect that Wang Chen would suffer such a serious injury.

According to Xu Su's calculation, if the other party sent someone in, they would have a chance to kill Wang Chen within 5 minutes at most, because the on-duty personnel could not take advantage of their own future or even risk jail time to wantonly break the rules.

If it is less than 5 minutes, the staff on duty can make excuses. If it is less than 10 minutes, they can directly be labeled as the same case.

Xu Su thought that with Wang Chen's strength, it would be easy to survive the 5 minutes.

That's why Xu Su dared to feel at ease and boldly, knowing that Wang Chen was in danger, he let it go.

However, man is not as good as heaven, Xu Su never thought that Wang Chen would be injured so badly.

On the other side, Songjiang is in Wanhui's villa.

Ever since Yu Wanhe entered the villa, he sat on the sofa, staring blankly, his eyes a little absent-minded.

The three brothers of the Yu family, Yu Wanhe, Yu Wanhui, and Yu Wanqing have a mother and a compatriot. They have had an excellent relationship since childhood. , one is in Songjiang, and the other controls the most important place of the Yu family in the triangle area.

From Yu's body, it can be verified that one sentence, brothers are of the same mind, their strength cuts through gold.

However, when the Yu Group was at its peak, Yu Wanhui was shot dead by Wang Chen, and it was because of Yu Wanhe's decision. If you calculate carefully, it is equivalent to Yu Wanhe almost killing Yu Wanhui. Yu Wanhe suffered a lot in his heart.

This night, Yu Wanhe suffered from insomnia!
At around 03:30 in the morning, Yu Wanhe's mobile phone on the table rang suddenly. Yu Wanhe glanced at the caller ID, answered the phone, and asked softly, "What's the matter?"

"Failed!" The other party replied, "Wang Chen was seriously injured and unconscious, and is now in the hospital."

"Okay, I see." Yu Wanhe replied and hung up the phone.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Wanhe dialed another number and called.

"Hello?" After a while, the phone was connected, and a middle-aged man's voice came out.

"You have to move, they failed." Yu Wanhe said softly.

The middle-aged man was silent for a while, and replied in a low voice, "Okay!"

"If something happens, I will try my best to save your life." Yu Wanhe said softly, "In the worst case, your child will have a lifetime of glory and wealth."

"Yeah." The middle-aged man said, "It's Yu's family food, so naturally I have to help Yu's family with things."

"That's it!" Yu Wanhe said, and hung up the phone directly.
Yu's Group, as the top enterprise in Yun Province, has exerted a terrifying power at this moment.

At five o'clock in the morning, in the hospital.

A middle-aged doctor in a white coat pushed a small cart and walked steadily towards the ward where Wang Chen was.

"flap!"

Zhang Yang, who was sitting on the chair with his eyes closed, immediately stood up when he heard footsteps, looked at the doctor and asked, "What are you doing?"

The doctor froze for a moment, looked at Zhang Yang and said, "You are so interesting, I'll go and change the patient's medicine."

Zhang Yang picked up the medicine on the cart, glanced at it, then looked at the physician's sign hanging on his chest, raised his head and asked, "Where is the little nurse? Why did you come to change the medicine yourself as a doctor?"

"You are really interesting." The middle-aged doctor said with a little dissatisfaction, "Will you let me change, and if you don't let me change, I will go back."

Zhang Yang glanced at the middle-aged doctor again, saw some fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and asked with a smile, "Tired at night?"

"Ah?" The middle-aged doctor froze for a moment, not knowing why.

"It's okay, let's go." Zhang Yang said, turning sideways to get out of the way.

The middle-aged doctor heard the sound, pushed the cart, and was about to open the door.

"Hey!" Zhang Yang suddenly shouted.

The middle-aged doctor's body trembled, and he turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"How is the patient inside?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Skin trauma, it's not a problem." The middle-aged doctor replied, "Just pay more attention to rest."

"En." Zhang Yang nodded, signaling the doctor to take care of himself.

"Squeak!"

Only then did the middle-aged doctor push the door in, and close the door by the way.

In the ward, Wang Chen was still in a comatose state, and the two accompanying police officers fell asleep on the bed. The cold moonlight shone in through the window, providing a glimmer of light in the ward.

The middle-aged doctor pushed the cart to the side of Wang Chen's hospital bed, took a deep breath, then took out a syringe filled with liquid from his pocket, and stabbed towards Wang Chen's aorta with trembling hands.

(End of this chapter)