Killer Director on Campus

The long corridor is full of the smell of formalin and the strong smell of blood.

Several nurses discussed in a low voice, and their eyes were all looking toward the corridor carefully.

On the bench in front of the emergency room, ye Buqiu, covered with blood, sat there with his head down, his hands clutching his hair, his face cold and heartless, and his silence was terrible.

It has been three hours since he sent Xia Yumeng.

Because Xia Yumeng's life was dying because he was shot, the hospital did not immediately investigate ye Buqiu's identity, nor directly asked about the cost of the operation, but directly sent Xia Yumeng to the emergency room for rescue.

The head nurse drove back several nurses. She looked at ye Buqiu and sighed.

Although the head nurse does not know the identity of this man, it is not difficult to see from his current situation that the importance of the girl in the emergency room for him is self-evident.

The head nurse was not afraid of Ye Buqiu, who was covered with blood like others. She took a piece of gauze and a medicine bottle, went to ye Buqiu and squatted down in front of her. She said in a soft voice, "don't worry, she won't have anything. Your hand is also injured. Let me give you a simple bandage! "

"Thank you." Ye Buqiu said hoarsely, and then he stretched out his right hand to be bound by the head nurse.

But he didn't know how tight the window was sealed with iron bars, so his fist was exhausted. Although ye Buqiu's bones are hard and his skin is thick, it's hard to beat hard metal with his flesh and blood.

So his right fist has festered to an immature state.

The more bandaged, the more shocked the head nurse was. Especially when she saw that ye Buqiu didn't frown, she couldn't help but feel sorry for him. What has this man experienced before he can train his will that his fists are already bloody and not frown?

The head nurse carefully bandaged him and cut off the excess gauze with scissors.

At this time, the prompt light on the emergency room changes from red to green.

Ye Buqiu stood up straight from his chair and stared at the doctor who came out. He asked hoarsely and tremblingly, "doctor, how's the operation going? Is there anything wrong with her

"It's all right now. Fortunately, the bullet avoided the heart, or even the international doctor would not have saved the little girl's life. " Said the chief surgeon“ But now the patient is a little weak. Let her have a good rest. "

Ye Buqiu's heavy stone hanging in his heart finally fell down.

The operation nurse pushes the bed out, and ye Buqiu runs up to stand on the edge of the bed, looking down at the faint girl with a pale face on the bed.

Looking at ye Buqiu is about to push to the ward with several nurses, the chief surgeon wants to open his mouth. The head nurse stops him, shakes his head and says: "I'll pay for her operation first. As you said, the patient is very weak now, and the most important thing is to rest. "

"All right." The chief surgeon nodded, immediately thought about it and asked, "they look like this. Do you want to call the police?"

The head nurse thought for a while, nodded and agreed, but did not object to the doctor's proposal.

The head nurse sees ye Buqiu's feelings for Xia Yumeng in his eyes. His heart is really moved, but it's different from whether they choose to report to the police or not.

Because they can't identify ye Buqiu and Xia Yumeng.

After all, the extraordinary experience of being shot can happen, and ye Buqiu himself has great endurance, so how can they be simple?

The reason why ye Buqiu didn't report to the police at the first time when he came here with Xia Yumeng in his arms is that they want to give an account to the patient and give a rest assured to the patient's family. Now that the crisis period of patients has passed, they can safely report to the police.

Sometimes, the hospital is quite humanized.

When the nurse left, ye Buqiu was just sitting beside the bed.

Ye Buqiu holds Xia Yumeng's little hand which emits waste heat and looks down at his weak pale face. The hidden intention of killing gradually emerges.

In half an hour.

Three uniformed policemen came to the door, accompanied by Li Quan and Li Qilin.

Ye Buqiu made a gesture and got up to walk out of the ward.

After closing the door of the ward, ye Buqiu follows three policemen and Li Quan to the edge of the corridor. When the police ask, ye Buqiu answers one by one.

Finally, the chief police took out the record book, looked at it and said, "Mr. Ye, the owner of the stolen vehicle agreed to take it personally before we came here. As for the Kaka KTV you mentioned, we will try our best to bring people to check the clues. Since Mr. Ye has an accident in Xiangjiang, our police department will give you an explanation. "

"Hard work." Ye Buqiu said hoarsely.

"This is our duty as a policeman. Mr. Ye is welcome." Said the policeman“ I just hope Mr. Ye can cooperate with us and record the confession. "

"No problem. It's just that my friend has just had an operation and needs to be taken care of by me. He has no way to leave here for the time being, so he can only record his confession here. Is that ok? "

"Of course. After all, special cases should be dealt with in a special way." The policeman nodded his head. Of course, the police are also looking at Li Qilin's face.

After a brief recording, several policemen left.

Seeing that the police had left, Li Quan asked in a concerned voice, "no, what happened? How did your friend get shot? "

"Nothing." Ye Buqiu shook his head without expression.

Li Qilin looks at them, tells Li Quan, and turns to leave. Li Quan also knew that ye Buqiu didn't want to explain, so he could only sigh helplessly.

Li Quan saw ye Buqiu with a heavy heart, but when he thought about it, he hesitated for a moment and finally chose to say it“ No, autumn, is it true that you dated the mysterious woman in the hotel

"Hotel date?" Ye Buqiu looks up, confused.

When Li Quan saw ye Buqiu's appearance, he decided that he had not seen the explosive news on the Internet, so he called up the mobile phone picture and handed it to ye Buqiu.

Ye Buqiu looks down. In those photos, isn't this the picture of him going to the hotel with Manwan that day? How was it photographed?

Li Quan put the subtle changes in ye Buqiu's eyes into his eyes, sighed, and finally said: "because of your date picture with this mysterious woman, Yuyan is very angry, and she flew back in the plane three hours ago. Look at the time. It should be the Pearl City by now. "

Ye Buqiu's eyes were cold and said, "Mr. Li, lend me your mobile phone. I'll make a call

Li Quan handed his mobile phone to him and told him: "OK, you can persuade Yuyan! You must remember that you should have a good attitude to admit your mistake and never fight against her. She will certainly forgive you after you coax her a little. What man hasn't made a mistake these days? "

Then he turned and left, leaving a separate space for ye Buqiu.

Ye Buqiu took the phone, and when Li Quan went away, he dialed the number he remembered in his heart.

The first time, no one got through.

Ye Buqiu's face is full of killing intention. Call again for the second time.

And this time, the phone finally got through.

"Did you make it?" Ye Buqiu bit his teeth and said coldly.

"You don't trust me that much?" Asked the telephone.

"I ask you, did you do it?" Ye Buqiu asked repeatedly. His right hand held tightly, nails embedded in the skin, a trace of blood from the depths of his skin out.

quiet.

The phone was silent, and ye Buqiu was also silent. Her eyes were cold and waiting for her reply.

"Yes." The phone finally made a sound.

Hearing this answer, ye Buqiu didn't feel satisfied. On the contrary, his heart seemed to be cut off one by one with a knife. Finally, he showed the bloody wound mercilessly.

It's a lot of pain.

Dudu-----

Blind sound came, mobile phone from ye Buqiu hands away, slap a hit on the floor.