Be a salted fish in the arms of a sick gangster

Chapter 52
An hour later, Wang Zhi finished taking out the bullet, and was pushed out consciously.

The police surrounded him and sent him to the closely guarded ward that had been prepared for him.

Looking at the murderer, Wen Xi only felt anger burning in his heart.

Why did the murderer come out so soon, and the innocent Miss Song is still in the operating room!

Wen Yanqing didn't look at the situation over there, he just stared at Song Tingling's operating room door paranoidly.

After another two hours, the "operating" sign finally dimmed.

The door of the operating room opened, Song Tingling closed her eyes tightly, was pushed out, and was immediately sent to the sterile ward.

The attending doctor stayed and explained the situation to them.

"The knife stabbed a little deep, so it was difficult to suture, but fortunately no vital organs in the body were injured, and there was no danger of life. I was observed in a sterile ward for three days. These three days are a dangerous period. The condition may deteriorate at any time. If there is no If there is any problem, you can transfer to the general ward.”

Hearing these words, Wen Yanqing's pent-up breath was finally relieved.

He asked, "Doctor, can I see her now?"

"No, you can only visit after 24 hours."

After the doctor finished speaking, he left.

The police came to them to make notes.

After you are done.

Wen Hao said cautiously: "Grandpa, why don't we check your legs now?"

He was really worried about his grandfather's legs, which were completely scrapped because of the few steps he walked...

Wen Yanqing remained silent.

Wen Xi had no choice but to bring out Song Tingling to persuade him: "Master, if something really happens to your leg, Miss Song won't cry to death when she wakes up."

Only then did Wen Yanqing move, and said, "Let's go."

After the examination, the doctor gave a thousand warnings: "I hurt a little nerve, but luckily it's not that serious. If you walk a few more steps, you can't expect to lose your leg."

Wen Xi nodded and bowed, promising to supervise his father well.

After going out, Wen Yanqing wanted to guard the door of Song Tingling's ward.

Wen Hao hurriedly said: "Master, look at you, you are sloppy, how dirty, Miss Song is in the sterile ward, you are so dirty all over, can the doctor let you in?"

So Wen Yanqing obediently went home with Wen Xi to change clothes.

Wen Hao felt that he had completely mastered his master's words!

After Wen Yanqing took a shower and changed, she looked at her yard, waiting for Wen Xi to come over.

After Wen Xi came out, he pushed Wen Yanqing out.

Wen Yanqing suddenly said: "After you send me to the hospital, you should go and find out who planned this kidnapping."

"Okay sir." After Wen Yu answered, he asked again: "Then Wang Zhi is a fugitive criminal suspect...do you want to investigate Wen's family?"

"Check, the police should also keep an eye on it to see if anyone has contacted Wang Zhi."

"Yes."

"Master, do you need to notify Miss Song's family?"

"...Let's talk about it after she wakes up."

Wen Yanqing knew that the Song family was not a family to Song Tingling.

"Also check the Song family."

Wen Xi was silent for a moment, a little shocked in his heart, and finally returned to calm.

That's right, for a rich family, anything is possible. The Wen family is a good example, not an exception.

In the evening, Liu Bichun specially sat downstairs to see if Song Tingling would come back.

After all, Xueshan was able to keep her alive that time, so Liu Bichun really didn't know what to do.

Song Jianzhong had a social event today, so he came back very late, it was nearly twelve o'clock.

Seeing that Liu Bichun was still below, he thought he was waiting for him.

"I'm back, go to sleep, it's late."

Liu Bichun revealed a worried face: "Lingling hasn't come back yet, and she hasn't called home yet... Has she sent you a message?"

Song Jianzhong was a little surprised when he heard that Song Tingling hadn't come back.

Song Tingling usually doesn't come back too late.

"No...have you visited her room?"

Liu Bichun nodded: "Look, it's true that I didn't come back. I made a phone call just now, but no one answered."

Song Jianzhong took out his mobile phone and called Song Tingling.

When the music played to the end, it automatically hung up, and no one answered.

Song Jianzhong: "Lingling is such an adult, she should be fine. Maybe she went to play with a classmate's house and forgot to tell us that she has already gone to bed now, and she may be back tomorrow."

Liu Bichun seemed to be relieved: "Yes, Lingling has always been very sensible."

Song Jianzhong pondered for a moment, and seemed to have convinced himself, so he walked upstairs.

Liu Bichun followed slowly behind, showing a half-smile expression.
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Song Tingling was in a coma for two days in the sterile ward.

The doctor said it was the body's repair mechanism that put the patient into a deep sleep.

The sterile ward has a fixed visiting time every day, and it is only one hour.

Wen Yanqing can only see Song Tingling for one hour a day.

Most of the time, he stayed at the door, quietly.

Sometimes I will deal with important documents, and when I have nothing to do, I will be in a daze.

Wen Xi hasn't found anything yet.

Wen Yanqing then thought, why did Song Tingling always encounter these things when he was by his side?
Oh, someone said that he is the god of plague and evil star, he will only bring disasters to those around him, otherwise his parents would not die.

Is that so……

Wen Yanqing couldn't help feeling a little frustrated.

Because even so, he didn't want to let her go.

On the third day, Song Tingling woke up leisurely.

When I saw all kinds of complicated medical equipment in front of me, I was still a little dazed, and then I remembered that I had been caught by white knives and red knives.

Thinking of it this way, I still vaguely feel some pain in my waist and abdomen.

The ward was empty and she was alone.

Song Tingling turned her head to the side and looked outside the door.

She vaguely saw half of her head, and she saw that Wen Yanqing was there.

She wanted to call him in, but she didn't have any strength, and fell asleep again in a daze.
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Song Tingling has not been home for three days, and there is no news, Song Jianzhong can't help feeling a little anxious.

He wanted to look for her, but found that he didn't know anything about his daughter's social circle. At this moment, he didn't even know who to look for. The only person he could think of was the one from the Wen family.

Song Jianzhong was still a little worried, so he went to Wenyun Technology in person.

However, I only got news that their boss didn't come for three days.

Back home, Liu Bichun comforted him: "Perhaps Mr. Wen took Lingling abroad to play, Lingling must be with Mr. Wen, don't worry too much, Lingling has strong independent ability when she was young, nothing will happen! "

But Liu Bichun had finished comforting her here, and she felt a little uneasy.

In the past few days, she squatted in front of the TV every day, waiting for the news.

As a result, there was no relevant news at all.

She called Yu Wei over and complained: "Are you sure this matter is done? Why hasn't Wang Zhi been arrested yet? Did he do anything!"

How can Yu Wei know this, but he can only say: "Wait a little longer... Wait a little longer... Maybe, after he finished his attack, he escaped."

Liu Bichun snorted dissatisfiedly: "It's better for him to make a move, don't be so scared that he didn't do it at all!"

Wang Zhi is still under special supervision in the hospital, handcuffed to the hospital bed, and has no chance to step out of this ward.

He knew in his heart that when the injuries on his hands were almost healed, he would be sent to a cold prison.

Compared to these, Wang Zhi was more concerned about, "Is that woman dead?"

When a murderer asks himself if the person he killed is dead, everyone responds in shock.

In the past three days, Wang Zhi asked this question countless times, and none of the policemen answered him.

A policeman at the back was impatient to be asked, so he told him in a somewhat aggressive tone: "Ms. Ren is not out of danger yet!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhi subconsciously asked, "Is it possible to die?"

"Yes." The policeman told him, also wondering if the murderer in front of him would feel any guilt.

But no, it's obviously a simple and honest face, but there is no trace of guilt, but a trace of dissatisfaction.

This made the police frowned severely.

When the police asked him to take the statement, he also spoke vaguely, and then asked, "Is that woman dead?"

This force made the police feel puzzled and even suspicious.

Song Tingling was recovering well, and was transferred to the general ward on the fourth day.

This is the way out of danger.

When Song Tingling opened her eyes again, the scene in front of her was different again.

This ward looks much more normal than the previous one.

"Lingling...you finally woke up..."

And there was Wen Yanqing beside him.

His voice sounded like he was relieved, but it was also full of exhaustion.

Song Tingling turned her head to look at him.

She didn't know how many days had passed, but Wen Yanqing was visibly haggard to the naked eye.

There are big dark circles under the eyes, and it seems that he hasn't slept for a few days, and the stubble on his face has also grown, looking a little sloppy.

This was the first time Song Tingling saw such a sloppy Wen Yanqing.

Wen Yanqing usually likes to be clean and doesn't like to be messy. It can be said that she has a little cleanliness.

He always tidies himself up neatly and meticulously, and can't stand the slightest sloppiness on his body.

Song Tingling couldn't help but feel distressed, she knew that she made him worry.

She reached out and touched his face.

The stubble was a little prickly, and her hands flinched slightly.

This movement was quickly noticed by Wen Yanqing. He said "Sorry", and seemed to realize that his current appearance might not be pretty.

"Why are you sorry?" Song Tingling gently stroked the stubble on his chin with his hand: "You look good no matter what."

After hearing these words, Wen Yanqing's restless heart, which had been wandering for the past few days, seemed to have finally found a harbor.

After Wen Xi finished his business and came over, he was very happy to see Song Tingling woke up.

He remembered his purpose of coming here, and told Wen Yanqing and Song Tingling about Wang Zhi's abnormal behavior in the past few days.

Wen Xi was very upset: "It seems like I wish Miss Song would die!"

Song Tingling lay down for too long, her body became stiff and she wanted to sit up.

Wen Yanqing asked her to lie down, then pressed a button next to her, and the head of the bed rose automatically.

Song Tingling was indeed hospitalized for the first time in two lifetimes, and she was surprised to find that the current hospital beds are so advanced.

Wen Yanqing looked at her little expression and smiled too.

Wen Xi: "..."

It seems redundant for him to be here now, or should he go?
Song Tingling leaned back comfortably, and then said: "When Wang Zhi kidnapped me, he had already made up his mind to ask for money and my life. He said a few words to me at the end, which means , someone wants my life."

Wen Yanqing's face turned stern again unconsciously, and he asked Wen Yu: "Did you find anything in the past few days?"

Wen Yu: "Wang Zhi has a wife and a daughter. The daughter has a congenital heart disease. It seems that the condition has deteriorated recently and needs surgery. This should be the main reason why he needs money."

"Before burglary and murder, Wang Zhi was still doing his duty..."

It can be regarded as being forced by life to what it is today.

Wen Hao continued: "Wang Zhi only said that he did something stupid because he wanted to see a doctor for the child. We didn't find anything else on our side...the police didn't find anything either..."

"The second and third masters of Wen's family have been running around because of business dealings in the past month, but the people of the Song family are nothing special."

Wen Yanqing gave a soft "hmm" and poured a glass of warm water for Song Tingling, "Keep staring."

Wen Xi: "Yes."

Wen Hao was about to leave, but turned around again: "Miss Song, I haven't told anyone about your injury yet, I said we'll talk about it when you wake up."

Song Tingling nodded: "Very good."

The ones who are really worried are in vain if they know about it, and the ones who are not worried make them happy instead?
Song Tingling just picked up the mobile phone next to her, and suddenly said: "You said that Wang Zhi really wanted me to die, but if I died, wouldn't he be more guilty?"

Wen Xi curled her lips: "It may be that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. Anyway, there is already a life in hand, so I don't mind carrying another one."

"Yeah, he can't escape legal sanctions anyway, but he cares about my life..."
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Wen Xi walked towards the ward where Wang Zhi was being held, and said a few words to the policeman at the door.

The policeman gave him a surprised look, then they discussed it and finally nodded.

Then, it was time for Wen Xi to perform.

Wen Xi pretended to rush into the ward to beat Wang Zhi.

The police at several gates tried their best to stop him.

Wang Zhi himself was locked on the bed and couldn't move. Seeing such a big posture, he couldn't help being a little scared.

Wen Xi and some policemen came and I rushed in!
I pretend!
I rushed desperately!

Finally got dragged out.

After about 10 minutes, several policemen came in exhausted.

Looking at Wang Zhi with a cold face: "That Ms. Song didn't make it through due to a wound infection..."

When Wang Zhi heard these words, his eyes lit up.

"Is she dead? Is she really dead?"

Seeing the policeman nodding his head, Wang Zhi looked relieved.

He laughed and muttered, "It's fine to die, it's fine to die..."

The policeman looked at him with the expression of looking at a beast: "..."

"Okay, comrade policeman, my injury is almost healed, so I don't need to stay here."

After obtaining the doctor's consent, Wang Zhi was transferred from the hospital to the prison that day.

(End of this chapter)