I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 229: It's Hard to Be a Good Person

I’m afraid no one knows what kind of condition a person would be in after undergoing more than ten operations in a row.

Because this kind of thing is impossible to happen in reality.

However, Dr. Zhang, who was lying on his back on the chair at this moment, probably knew clearly what kind of nightmare that was.

Especially if the operation is performed after the anesthesia has worn off, it is tantamount to slow slicing.

"Captain Liang, take him back and keep him for two days, then record his statement."

Jiang Hanwen pushed open the door and gave instructions to Liang Yong.

"There is also a nurse named Xiaowen, take her back as well. She has been helping Zhang and has a lot of evidence. But this girl is a whistleblower, so you need to take good care of her."

"Director Jiang, why don't you go back and rest first?"

Captain Liang saw Jiang Hanwen rubbing his eyes and looking very tired. He glanced at Doctor Zhang who was lying on the chair.

"Is this kid unwilling to confess? Don't worry, Director Jiang. I have ways to deal with this stubborn guy. I have nine ways to make him talk!"

The flesh on Captain Liang's face twitched twice and his fingers clenched with a crackling sound.

He never hesitated to use his physical strength to deal with scum, especially such unrepentant scum.

"Come on, it's your bad luck if he gets into trouble. Don't worry about it. Wait until he wakes up and just record his statement. He won't play any tricks."

Jiang Hanwen was really tired, so he waved his hand and sent Captain Liang to take the people away.

"Director Jiang, I wonder if this guy is~~"

Old Zheng looked at Dr. Zhang who was being carried out by two policemen with a strange expression on his face.

He was a veteran in the medical field, so he could naturally tell that Mr. Zhang was in a state of complete mental breakdown. To put it bluntly, he was scared silly.

Although I don’t understand what means Jiang Hanwen used to turn such an arrogant and crazy doctor into this state in less than an hour.

Jiang Hanwen seemed to see Lao Zheng's confusion, so he pulled him by the shoulder and walked into the room.

"Old Zheng, I tell you, this beast who took human life lightly was sentenced to 20 years in prison and ordered to pay 967 million yuan in compensation. However, because of his good behavior and willingness to spend money, he only served three years in prison. Although he did not have a medical license after he was released, he invested in a hospital and made a lot of money."

"Do you think this is fair?"

"This, tsk, Director Jiang."

Old Zheng was speechless for a moment. He could understand what Jiang Hanwen said, but how did he know what would happen in the future?
However, if Zhang was not sentenced severely in the end, but instead turned a disaster into a blessing, attained enlightenment in Longchang, and became wealthy, then God was truly blind.

"What does this have to do with me?"

Jiang Hanwen leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.

"Fatty Wang is my man. He was blind and bumped into the gun. It was his bad luck, but I really didn't intend to do anything extreme."

"I am just an actor, not a judge, let alone God. I have no right to judge the good and evil of others."

"But sometimes, I just can't help it. If I just let him go so easily, the fire in my heart will burn me to death."

Old Zheng looked at the young man curled up in the chair and couldn't help feeling sad.

In his opinion, Jiang Hanwen has always been a strong man, a person who can travel around the world, call the wind and rain, and make a good living in this world.

But such a person could actually be so weak at times.

He looked more like a cheetah that had failed in its hunt and was exhausted, licking its wounds alone in the dark.

"We can't just sit there like clay statues, not caring about worldly affairs, right, Old Zheng?"

Jiang Hanwen closed his mouth and eyes and spoke in a very low voice, as if he was talking to himself.

"I'm always like this. What I think and what I do are always the opposite."

"I clearly didn't want to get involved, didn't want to be a 'judge', didn't want to interfere with justice, but in the end I couldn't help but take care of that beast."

"I can't do anything! So many people are lying on the operating table wailing, asking me to save him? Why did my family fall apart? What do you want me to do?!"

"I am not God, I am not the heaven. Yes, I have some power, but I have seen too many powerful people with expanded desires. I have seen them build mansions, I have seen them entertain guests, I have seen their mansions collapse, I have seen them get stabbed in the head at the vegetable market."

"I am not a good person. I never think that I will not do evil when the day comes when I have the power to decide the life and death of others."

"Old Zheng, don't worry, I'm fine." Jiang Hanwen continued to chatter.

"I'm just a little tired and need to rest."

"I probably understand."

Old Zheng suddenly chuckled.

"Old Zheng, I'm talking nonsense and I don't even understand it myself, so how can you understand anything?" Jiang Hanwen opened his eyes and retorted.

"Director Jiang, our Director Ding is smart. He has long said that you are a good-for-nothing, a living loach, and very lazy. On the surface, you have a crazy temperament, but when you really encounter something, you can't hold it back."

"You're not angry because of a bastard doctor named Zhang."

Old Zheng shook his head.

"Director Jiang, you are in a high position now, and your thoughts are indeed different from those of ordinary people. However, I, Old Zheng, still think that your disappointment about the hospital's protection of Zhang is unnecessary."

"Conscience is really worthless. As for you, Director Jiang, if you are not a good person, there will be no good people in the world. To be honest, if you are in power and do evil, I, Old Zheng, will accept it. After all, we are friends."

Although I don’t know what means Jiang Hanwen used to turn that Zhang guy into an idiot.

But regardless of whether the practice is compliant or not, Lao Zheng doesn't think there is any problem.

He is not a pedantic Confucian scholar. If Zhang is really convicted of dereliction of duty and improper operation based on only a few medical records because no one reported him, his colleagues covered up for him, and there is incomplete evidence, he will be fined tens of millions.

No matter what others say, Old Zheng will be the first one to disagree.

Jiang Hanwen's decisive action could not have been more appropriate.

"Old Zheng, you have to worry about opening the hospital. I'll find a way to deal with the money. Oh, by the way, the young nurse just now is pretty good. Once the hospital is ready, we can recruit her."

Old Zheng nodded. He already had a plan for the hospital matter in mind.

Reopening a hospital is very difficult. It is not just a matter of money, but personnel is a big problem.

Based on his understanding of the hospitals in Xiguan, in addition to the hospitals in the central area that make a lot of money, there are currently several small and medium-sized hospitals located near low-income areas that are facing operational difficulties.

Rather than starting from scratch, it would be more practical to acquire an existing hospital.

"Leave professional matters to professionals, you are the one who makes the decision on this matter."

Jiang Hanwen waved his hand.

Setting up a hospital was not a whim on his part. Others may not know, but he was clear about it. Now was the eve of the mask incident, and there was nothing better than setting up a hospital.

Although Jiang Hanwen had no intention of making a fortune from the national crisis, Lao Pu transferred all the box office and copyright revenue of "Memories of Murder" into his own account without even informing him.

The existing funds in the company's account, not counting the money from various sales, and the income from "The Third Brigade" are already a huge sum of money, and this money cannot be left lying there.

As for the investment in filming the new drama, Jiang Hanwen is not worried because the current funds are sufficient.

Secondly, the shooting cost of Jiang Hanwen's crew is also the lowest among its peers. After all, no crew has the full support of the local police wherever it goes, contributing money, manpower and effort without even blinking an eye.

"Where does the fragrance come from?"

Jiang Hanwen sniffed and a meaty aroma wafted in from the corridor.

"Brother Hanwen, ding ding ding~~~"

Wang Xiaolu arrived before he did, but his voice did.

The girl rushed in carrying two golden crispy roasted pigeons.

This girl hasn't eaten much for two days and is indeed hungry.

"Brother Hanwen's favorite is roasted pigeon. Uncle Zheng's is outside and I can't take it away."

Jiang Hanwen tore open a pigeon leg and was in a good mood.
"Gululu~~"

"Whose stomach is growling?"

Old Zheng waved his hand.

Wang Xiaolu: "It's not me~~~"

(End of this chapter)