The urgency and complexity of the follow-up situation late that night caused everyone in the entire task force to be devastated for a long time. Song Ping even felt that his hair in his life would be lost that night.
Liao Gang led Bu Chonghua and Wu Yu out of the well, and then Wang Brigade escorted the unconscious shark with his own hands. All three were taken by helicopter to the First People's Hospital of Jinhai City for emergency rescue.Unsurprisingly, the least injured drug lord was the first to escape danger and was escorted into the armed police designated by the Ministry of Public Security 24 hours a day with guns. Guarded special care unit.
At 5:30 in the morning, Meng Zhao regained consciousness in the intensive care unit after the anesthetic. Her son and Song Hui, who had just entered junior high school, squatted outside the door of the intensive care unit. At the same time, they hugged their heads and cried. Her husband was incoherent and called her parents, family, relatives and friends, so excited that people couldn't stand up. . At that time, the Municipal Bureau urgently sent a car to Meng Zhao's hometown to pick up her parents. The two elderly people didn't know what had happened until they received the call. They almost paralyzed on the way to Jinhai.
Twelve hours later, Bu Chonghua woke up under close supervision with stable vital signs and was able to remove the tracheal tube and transferred from the ICU to a separate ward to continue observation. The good physical foundation laid by his strict self-discipline and healthy diet for more than ten years has played a big role at this moment. After a few days, he can sit up without assistance and recover to a good and stable condition. The doctor said that as long as he does not do it himself Death, drowning in the lungs and minor concussions will not leave long-term sequelae.
The only worry is Wu Yu.
Wu Yu’s situation is the opposite of that of Bu Chonghua. He is a high-demand patient. He woke up for a while before the operation was performed on the night of the rescue. After the operation anesthesia, he woke up again. After that, he would wake up every few hours. A moment; every time he wakes up, he is a lot of people screaming and tossing, but every time he just opens his eyes and stares at the ceiling of the ICU blankly, waiting for a few seconds or minutes, as if he is barely sure where he is, and then He tilted his head in relief and fell into a coma again.
Even the doctor can't explain this peculiar phenomenon. He can only say that there is a kind of alarm-like conditioned reflex in his brain, which makes him unable to make himself unconscious in an unfamiliar environment—perhaps more than a decade of life and death. Let his body form this very strange alert mechanism.
Half a month later, until Bu Chonghua not only got out of bed tremblingly, but also forced his cursing cousin Yan Xiu to help him take a bath, cut his head and shave, and even returned to the hospital bed with a new look. When he was working, Wu Yu finally made up for all the pains and deficits he had suffered in the past six months, fully awake, and ended the wolves in the ICU every few hours. The fastest update of 999 novels Computer: https://www.999xs.com/
The head nurse of the ICU had tears in his eyes, the shift nurses embraced and wept, and the attending doctor respectfully presented the "Undead" card to the office with three sticks of incense, and felt that the sky in the liberated area was fucking clear.
...
In order to avoid hasty turbulence in the Bitcoin market and the world drug chain, the Ministry of Public Security ordered that the news of the arrest of the Mariana Trench founder be classified as confidential, and only notified relevant international agencies, and bombed Interpol and the World Anti-Drug Organization overnight. all over.
The news that this future is destined to shake the international community is like a heavy nuclear bomb being crushed in the deep sea. The aftermath crashed into the trench and even shook the vast sea that seemed calm. Within a few hours after the capture of the shark, how many sensitive drug lords in every corner of the world were frightened, nervous, excited, fleeing in panic, or gearing up for it... It is not yet known how busy the task force was this night.
Soon, the Ministry of Public Security will begin a full-scale interrogation of drug lords, intensive preparations, and fire the first shot to crush the dark web e-commerce platform.
...
"So what about Qin Chuan?" Yan Xiu asked dissatisfiedly.
Qin Chuan ran away again.
Everyone was full of curiosity about how he successfully escaped from the explosion, collapse, and water-permeable mine, and escaped from the old forest in the mountains. The task force even suspected that he was dead. However, a thorough search of the crime scene did not find his body, or even a sufficient amount of blood to prove that he had died. The grenade explosion site was only a puddle of red cornstarch, which silently stimulated the fragile leader of Bu Detachment. nerve.
The mystery of this century was not solved until a month after the incident, because the local township police station reported the loss of a motorcycle. Bu Chonghua, who was empowered by Taiguo, immediately asked people to check all the vehicles that went out of the police that night, and finally found a certain height suspected of Qin Chuan from a special police Iveco's driving recorder-he crawled out along an inclined ventilation shaft Mine, took off his glasses, straightened his hair, and even patted the ash on the trousers. At that time, because of a mine accident in the mine, nearby towns and village police stations came. Those village and town co-ops who went out to work in the morning and went home to work in the afternoon could not wear a uniform once in 800 years, and even recognized by clothes in the dark night of war. No one can do it, let alone recognize the face; the grandson of Qin spoke in a fake dialect, shouted and directed several local police officers to carry out the rescue, and then scolded two interns who were distracted and watched the excitement, and finally looked calm. He pushed a country police station motorcycle off the ground, and drove away with a bang on the accelerator.
The last trace of the motorcycle appeared in a primitive jungle in the depths of the barren mountains, and there was no trace afterwards. No one knew how he would trek through the mountains and forests, across North China, and across Mongolia, and how he would escape from the border without knowing it.
This cunning beast once again disappeared in the vast sea of people. The last sentence he left was relayed by the intern. The two of them were punished because of the bastard surnamed Qin. They were shocked and frightened. The mood has been very unstable so far:
"He he he... he sighed and said... ‘God bless me, in this life, please don’t meet the painter of Nei Keng Dad again’..."
After Bu Chonghua struggled to get up from the hospital bed, the first thing he did was to personally sign the wanted application for Qin Chuan. Although he refused to confess to anyone that he had a conversation with the "dying" Qin Chuan after the explosion collapsed, but later Wu Yu secretly described Yan Xiu that Qin Chuan was like an emotional liar and cheated away. As a people's policeman, Bu Chonghua was distraught with grief and 500 Jin gratitude, then stood up and patted his butt and ran away.
Yan Xiu came all the way from Jianning University to catch Qinchuan, but he was busy for a long time and lost a McLaren, but he didn't hold anything. The sadness in his heart can be imagined. That afternoon he scolded Qin Chuan with Bu Chonghua in the hospital ward that afternoon. Both were very emotional, and they rushed to comfort each other for a long time. The previous hatred that Yan Xiu was forced to help Bu Chonghua bathe and have a haircut was wiped out. , Vividly reflects what is meant by brothers joining hands to catch drug dealers, and brotherhood depends on Qinchuan.
"—No." Wu Yu leaned on the hospital bed, squeaked and ate half a bag of mustard, and suddenly frowned: "What does he mean by saying he doesn't want to see me again? When did I offend boss Qin?"
Bu Chonghua was getting up and sending Yan Xi out, and when he heard the sound, he turned his head and slashed his hand to grab the half bag of Fuling mustard: "You have eaten your share of snacks today in the morning! Who gave this secretly to you again!"
Yan Xiu hurriedly ran against the wall of the hospital aisle after hearing a while.
Wu Yu’s taste disappeared after the last car accident. After the blood transfusion of this operation, don’t know if it was because of changing half of the body’s blood. The ability to perceive the taste has been restored, which is extremely salty and spicy. , Very sour food began to have a slight reaction. This created a situation that made Bu Chonghua very anxious: Wu Yu wanted to eat snacks every day, every hour and every moment, including but not limited to mustard, spicy noodles, spicy fermented bean curd, salted duck eggs, pickled sauerkraut...
At first, Bu Chonghua lived in the same double ward with him, and could use persuasion, preaching, kiss, and even force suppression to control him a little bit, but Bu Chonghua was discharged after a month. From that day onwards, Wu Yu was like a cat that fell into a fish tank. Song Hui, Cai Lin, Zhang Xiaoli, and even Xiaogui forensic doctors couldn’t help filling him with something to eat every time they visited, even Meng Zhao in the next ward. They couldn't resist Wu Yu's eager eyes and gave him half of marinated octopus.
"It's all benzoic acid and nitrite. Don't eat it!" Bu Chonghua's handsome marble face was cold and ruthless. He raised the Fuling mustard tuber high, relying on his height to make Wu Yu lying on the bed out of reach: "The doctor said thoroughly Before you recover, you must eat a light diet, tell you to eat more fruits and vegetables, and don't hide in the quilt all day long eating spicy strips. Do you think that Jiang Ting secretly shared it with you when Jiang Ting cooked the hot pot in the ward that day?"
Wu Yu sighed in a low voice, "I didn't eat much, I only ate two pieces of bamboo shoots and one chopsticks konjac..."
"We clearly said that if we really want to eat self-heating hot pot, we need to exchange three cups of milk, have you drink milk?!"
Wu Yu: "..."
The two looked at each other, the air was silent, and Bu Chonghua held up Fuling mustard with one hand like the Statue of Liberty, while Wu Yu seemed to be looking at the enslaved people at the bottom of the freedom torch. After a long while, Chonghua's calm face changed slowly, and he spit out a sentence from between his teeth: "Don't pick my pants..."
With a bandage in one hand and Bu Chonghua's belt in the other, Wu Yu struggled to get up from the bed, knelt on the bed, raised his head and kissed his tightly thin mouth, haha!
Bu Chonghua maintained his posture, his mouth trembled suspiciously, and said coldly for a long time: "It's impossible, don't think about it. Pickled food contains a lot of preservatives and nitrous acid..."
Haha!
The air freezes, and a needle can be heard even when it falls on the ground.
"...Not good for your health. After you leave the hospital, whatever you want to eat..."
Wu Yu pulled on the collar of his straight shirt and kissed the unbreakable lips like lightning. Bu Chonghua's steady preaching was immediately blocked by the tip of his tongue, and his heart was raised to his throat.
He was still in the hospital during the day and he kissed me like this...
The door hasn't closed yet, will anyone pass by outside...
No, he just wanted to deceive me and he didn't really want to kiss...
Bu Chonghua's heart was pounding wildly in his chest, and the blood from his whole body rushed to the top of his head and cheeks, and even his breath smelled of fiery heat. He couldn't help but deepen the kiss, and the raised hand gradually fell, and he was about to put it on Wu Yu's thin shoulder-and then the bite of mustard biu disappeared from his hand.
Creak, squeak, squeak, Wu Yu quickly ate the last few slices of mustard in Bu Chonghua’s death gaze, wiped his mouth and threw the bag, grabbed Bu Chonghua’s shoulder and wanted to kiss again, Bu Chonghua stepped back three times. Step, shame and annoyed: "Wu Yu!"
Wu Yu looked at him calmly, licking the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue.
"...I won't kiss you this week!" Bu Chonghua blushed and said sternly: "And you are not allowed to eat any snacks before you leave the hospital, and pickled fish will not work!"
Although the painter's control of micro expressions was professional, Bu Chonghua could still tell at a glance that the boy's face was shocked, aggrieved, and unbelievable until he heard the second half of the sentence.
"I didn't mean to eat..." Wu Yu slowly retracted to the head of the bed, with his forehead resting on his knees, as if he wanted to smile indifferently, but after all he only trembled and reluctantly curled the corner of his mouth: "I'm just afraid of waiting after being discharged from the hospital. , The result of the above processing, the prison is cold and dark and there is not enough to eat, I will be very lonely..."
Bu Chonghua: "..."
"There will be no more self-heating hot pot, and I can't kiss you..."
Bu Chonghua: "………………"
"Don't be afraid, I am here." After a few minutes, Wu Yu's head finally heard Bu Chonghua's gentle voice, full of love every word: "If someone above can shut you in, I must Three meals a day, I stepped on a little bit of milk to see you personally, and I couldn’t take any longer. Don’t worry."
Wu Yu almost fell out of bed, "Bu Chonghua, you are still not a human being!"
Bu Chonghua shirt, trousers and leather shoes, with extraordinary elite demeanor, he smiled condescendingly, showing a row of neat white teeth.
"Starting from today, anyone who brings you snacks will clean the toilet for a week, those who eat spicy strips will take out the trash for a month, and those who bring vegetable salad and clear stewed fish soup to visit the sick can take a night shift. I want to see it. See who would dare to commit crimes against the wind. Starting today, there is no hot strip in this world that can enter this ward door. If you don't believe me, try?"
-Knock Knock!
The door of the ward with a faint call opened. Secretary Weng and Song Ping stood outside the door, the former carrying flowers and fruits in his hand, and the latter carrying Weilong spicy sticks in his hand. Behind him were a few city committees with wandering eyes. Bureau leaders, everyone invariably studied the ceiling of the ward.
".................."
".................."
After a long silence, Bu Chonghua finally squeezed out a few words: "What are you..."
"It didn't take long." Song Ping cleared his throat awkwardly. "It's almost when the prison is cold and dark and can't eat enough."
Secretary Weng blinked his eyes and looked at Wu Yu, and then at Bu Chonghua. He probably wanted to show that his language trend keeps up with the times and his open-mindedness does not lose to young people, but in fact his next sentence pushed the awkward atmosphere to an unprecedented climax. He said: "Hehe, the young couple can play with the door closed..."
Even Wu Yu covered his eyes with one hand and buried his face in the quilt.
"You are serious, please sit down, please sit down." Bu Chonghua really exhausted his life's skills before he stretched his stern facial expression and greeted several leaders with the same hands and feet, "How many of you came today? Is the result of Officer Little Wu's handling? Or—"
There was no place to sit in the ward, because Bu Chonghua used to prevent Cai Lin, Xiaogui, and Zhang Xiaoli from sneaking to find Wu Yu to gather the crowd to open the dark, and let people move all the chairs and sofas. So Song Ping and the other municipal party leaders stood, and Secretary Weng sat on another empty hospital bed, saying, "Oh, that's not. We are still helping him fight for Police Officer Little Wu, mainly Kozmo. · Philip—that's the dark web shark—is going to be discharged from the hospital to the detention center."
"The criminal wants to see the painter goodbye before being interrogated."
The urgency and complexity of the follow-up situation late that night caused everyone in the entire task force to be devastated for a long time. Song Ping even felt that his hair in his life would be lost that night.
Liao Gang led Bu Chonghua and Wu Yu out of the well, and then Wang Brigade escorted the unconscious shark with his own hands. All three were taken by helicopter to the First People's Hospital of Jinhai City for emergency rescue.Unsurprisingly, the least injured drug lord was the first to escape danger and was escorted into the armed police designated by the Ministry of Public Security 24 hours a day with guns. Guarded special care unit.
At 5:30 in the morning, Meng Zhao regained consciousness in the intensive care unit after the anesthetic. Her son and Song Hui, who had just entered junior high school, squatted outside the door of the intensive care unit. At the same time, they hugged their heads and cried. Her husband was incoherent and called her parents, family, relatives and friends, so excited that people couldn't stand up. . At that time, the Municipal Bureau urgently sent a car to Meng Zhao's hometown to pick up her parents. The two elderly people didn't know what had happened until they received the call. They almost paralyzed on the way to Jinhai.
Twelve hours later, Bu Chonghua woke up under close supervision with stable vital signs and was able to remove the tracheal tube and transferred from the ICU to a separate ward to continue observation. The good physical foundation laid by his strict self-discipline and healthy diet for more than ten years has played a big role at this moment. After a few days, he can sit up without assistance and recover to a good and stable condition. The doctor said that as long as he does not do it himself Death, drowning in the lungs and minor concussions will not leave long-term sequelae.
The only worry is Wu Yu.
Wu Yu’s situation is the opposite of that of Bu Chonghua. He is a high-demand patient. He woke up for a while before the operation was performed on the night of the rescue. After the operation anesthesia, he woke up again. After that, he would wake up every few hours. A moment; every time he wakes up, he is a lot of people screaming and tossing, but every time he just opens his eyes and stares at the ceiling of the ICU blankly, waiting for a few seconds or minutes, as if he is barely sure where he is, and then He tilted his head in relief and fell into a coma again.
Even the doctor can't explain this peculiar phenomenon. He can only say that there is a kind of alarm-like conditioned reflex in his brain, which makes him unable to make himself unconscious in an unfamiliar environment—perhaps more than a decade of life and death. Let his body form this very strange alert mechanism.
Half a month later, until Bu Chonghua not only got out of bed tremblingly, but also forced his cursing cousin Yan Xiu to help him take a bath, cut his head and shave, and even returned to the hospital bed with a new look. When he was working, Wu Yu finally made up for all the pains and deficits he had suffered in the past six months, fully awake, and ended the wolves in the ICU every few hours. The fastest update of 999 novels Computer: https://www.999xs.com/
The head nurse of the ICU had tears in his eyes, the shift nurses embraced and wept, and the attending doctor respectfully presented the "Undead" card to the office with three sticks of incense, and felt that the sky in the liberated area was fucking clear.
...
In order to avoid hasty turbulence in the Bitcoin market and the world drug chain, the Ministry of Public Security ordered that the news of the arrest of the Mariana Trench founder be classified as confidential, and only notified relevant international agencies, and bombed Interpol and the World Anti-Drug Organization overnight. all over.
The news that this future is destined to shake the international community is like a heavy nuclear bomb being crushed in the deep sea. The aftermath crashed into the trench and even shook the vast sea that seemed calm. Within a few hours after the capture of the shark, how many sensitive drug lords in every corner of the world were frightened, nervous, excited, fleeing in panic, or gearing up for it... It is not yet known how busy the task force was this night.
Soon, the Ministry of Public Security will begin a full-scale interrogation of drug lords, intensive preparations, and fire the first shot to crush the dark web e-commerce platform.
...
"So what about Qin Chuan?" Yan Xiu asked dissatisfiedly.
Qin Chuan ran away again.
Everyone was full of curiosity about how he successfully escaped from the explosion, collapse, and water-permeable mine, and escaped from the old forest in the mountains. The task force even suspected that he was dead. However, a thorough search of the crime scene did not find his body, or even a sufficient amount of blood to prove that he had died. The grenade explosion site was only a puddle of red cornstarch, which silently stimulated the fragile leader of Bu Detachment. nerve.
The mystery of this century was not solved until a month after the incident, because the local township police station reported the loss of a motorcycle. Bu Chonghua, who was empowered by Taiguo, immediately asked people to check all the vehicles that went out of the police that night, and finally found a certain height suspected of Qin Chuan from a special police Iveco's driving recorder-he crawled out along an inclined ventilation shaft Mine, took off his glasses, straightened his hair, and even patted the ash on the trousers. At that time, because of a mine accident in the mine, nearby towns and village police stations came. Those village and town co-ops who went out to work in the morning and went home to work in the afternoon could not wear a uniform once in 800 years, and even recognized by clothes in the dark night of war. No one can do it, let alone recognize the face; the grandson of Qin spoke in a fake dialect, shouted and directed several local police officers to carry out the rescue, and then scolded two interns who were distracted and watched the excitement, and finally looked calm. He pushed a country police station motorcycle off the ground, and drove away with a bang on the accelerator.
The last trace of the motorcycle appeared in a primitive jungle in the depths of the barren mountains, and there was no trace afterwards. No one knew how he would trek through the mountains and forests, across North China, and across Mongolia, and how he would escape from the border without knowing it.
This cunning beast once again disappeared in the vast sea of people. The last sentence he left was relayed by the intern. The two of them were punished because of the bastard surnamed Qin. They were shocked and frightened. The mood has been very unstable so far:
"He he he... he sighed and said... ‘God bless me, in this life, please don’t meet the painter of Nei Keng Dad again’..."
After Bu Chonghua struggled to get up from the hospital bed, the first thing he did was to personally sign the wanted application for Qin Chuan. Although he refused to confess to anyone that he had a conversation with the "dying" Qin Chuan after the explosion collapsed, but later Wu Yu secretly described Yan Xiu that Qin Chuan was like an emotional liar and cheated away. As a people's policeman, Bu Chonghua was distraught with grief and 500 Jin gratitude, then stood up and patted his butt and ran away.
Yan Xiu came all the way from Jianning University to catch Qinchuan, but he was busy for a long time and lost a McLaren, but he didn't hold anything. The sadness in his heart can be imagined. That afternoon he scolded Qin Chuan with Bu Chonghua in the hospital ward that afternoon. Both were very emotional, and they rushed to comfort each other for a long time. The previous hatred that Yan Xiu was forced to help Bu Chonghua bathe and have a haircut was wiped out. , Vividly reflects what is meant by brothers joining hands to catch drug dealers, and brotherhood depends on Qinchuan.
"—No." Wu Yu leaned on the hospital bed, squeaked and ate half a bag of mustard, and suddenly frowned: "What does he mean by saying he doesn't want to see me again? When did I offend boss Qin?"
Bu Chonghua was getting up and sending Yan Xi out, and when he heard the sound, he turned his head and slashed his hand to grab the half bag of Fuling mustard: "You have eaten your share of snacks today in the morning! Who gave this secretly to you again!"
Yan Xiu hurriedly ran against the wall of the hospital aisle after hearing a while.
Wu Yu’s taste disappeared after the last car accident. After the blood transfusion of this operation, don’t know if it was because of changing half of the body’s blood. The ability to perceive the taste has been restored, which is extremely salty and spicy. , Very sour food began to have a slight reaction. This created a situation that made Bu Chonghua very anxious: Wu Yu wanted to eat snacks every day, every hour and every moment, including but not limited to mustard, spicy noodles, spicy fermented bean curd, salted duck eggs, pickled sauerkraut...
At first, Bu Chonghua lived in the same double ward with him, and could use persuasion, preaching, kiss, and even force suppression to control him a little bit, but Bu Chonghua was discharged after a month. From that day onwards, Wu Yu was like a cat that fell into a fish tank. Song Hui, Cai Lin, Zhang Xiaoli, and even Xiaogui forensic doctors couldn’t help filling him with something to eat every time they visited, even Meng Zhao in the next ward. They couldn't resist Wu Yu's eager eyes and gave him half of marinated octopus.
"It's all benzoic acid and nitrite. Don't eat it!" Bu Chonghua's handsome marble face was cold and ruthless. He raised the Fuling mustard tuber high, relying on his height to make Wu Yu lying on the bed out of reach: "The doctor said thoroughly Before you recover, you must eat a light diet, tell you to eat more fruits and vegetables, and don't hide in the quilt all day long eating spicy strips. Do you think that Jiang Ting secretly shared it with you when Jiang Ting cooked the hot pot in the ward that day?"
Wu Yu sighed in a low voice, "I didn't eat much, I only ate two pieces of bamboo shoots and one chopsticks konjac..."
"We clearly said that if we really want to eat self-heating hot pot, we need to exchange three cups of milk, have you drink milk?!"
Wu Yu: "..."
The two looked at each other, the air was silent, and Bu Chonghua held up Fuling mustard with one hand like the Statue of Liberty, while Wu Yu seemed to be looking at the enslaved people at the bottom of the freedom torch. After a long while, Chonghua's calm face changed slowly, and he spit out a sentence from between his teeth: "Don't pick my pants..."
With a bandage in one hand and Bu Chonghua's belt in the other, Wu Yu struggled to get up from the bed, knelt on the bed, raised his head and kissed his tightly thin mouth, haha!
Bu Chonghua maintained his posture, his mouth trembled suspiciously, and said coldly for a long time: "It's impossible, don't think about it. Pickled food contains a lot of preservatives and nitrous acid..."
Haha!
The air freezes, and a needle can be heard even when it falls on the ground.
"...Not good for your health. After you leave the hospital, whatever you want to eat..."
Wu Yu pulled on the collar of his straight shirt and kissed the unbreakable lips like lightning. Bu Chonghua's steady preaching was immediately blocked by the tip of his tongue, and his heart was raised to his throat.
He was still in the hospital during the day and he kissed me like this...
The door hasn't closed yet, will anyone pass by outside...
No, he just wanted to deceive me and he didn't really want to kiss...
Bu Chonghua's heart was pounding wildly in his chest, and the blood from his whole body rushed to the top of his head and cheeks, and even his breath smelled of fiery heat. He couldn't help but deepen the kiss, and the raised hand gradually fell, and he was about to put it on Wu Yu's thin shoulder-and then the bite of mustard biu disappeared from his hand.
Creak, squeak, squeak, Wu Yu quickly ate the last few slices of mustard in Bu Chonghua’s death gaze, wiped his mouth and threw the bag, grabbed Bu Chonghua’s shoulder and wanted to kiss again, Bu Chonghua stepped back three times. Step, shame and annoyed: "Wu Yu!"
Wu Yu looked at him calmly, licking the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue.
"...I won't kiss you this week!" Bu Chonghua blushed and said sternly: "And you are not allowed to eat any snacks before you leave the hospital, and pickled fish will not work!"
Although the painter's control of micro expressions was professional, Bu Chonghua could still tell at a glance that the boy's face was shocked, aggrieved, and unbelievable until he heard the second half of the sentence.
"I didn't mean to eat..." Wu Yu slowly retracted to the head of the bed, with his forehead resting on his knees, as if he wanted to smile indifferently, but after all he only trembled and reluctantly curled the corner of his mouth: "I'm just afraid of waiting after being discharged from the hospital. , The result of the above processing, the prison is cold and dark and there is not enough to eat, I will be very lonely..."
Bu Chonghua: "..."
"There will be no more self-heating hot pot, and I can't kiss you..."
Bu Chonghua: "………………"
"Don't be afraid, I am here." After a few minutes, Wu Yu's head finally heard Bu Chonghua's gentle voice, full of love every word: "If someone above can shut you in, I must Three meals a day, I stepped on a little bit of milk to see you personally, and I couldn’t take any longer. Don’t worry."
Wu Yu almost fell out of bed, "Bu Chonghua, you are still not a human being!"
Bu Chonghua shirt, trousers and leather shoes, with extraordinary elite demeanor, he smiled condescendingly, showing a row of neat white teeth.
"Starting from today, anyone who brings you snacks will clean the toilet for a week, those who eat spicy strips will take out the trash for a month, and those who bring vegetable salad and clear stewed fish soup to visit the sick can take a night shift. I want to see it. See who would dare to commit crimes against the wind. Starting today, there is no hot strip in this world that can enter this ward door. If you don't believe me, try?"
-Knock Knock!
The door of the ward with a faint call opened. Secretary Weng and Song Ping stood outside the door, the former carrying flowers and fruits in his hand, and the latter carrying Weilong spicy sticks in his hand. Behind him were a few city committees with wandering eyes. Bureau leaders, everyone invariably studied the ceiling of the ward.
".................."
".................."
After a long silence, Bu Chonghua finally squeezed out a few words: "What are you..."
"It didn't take long." Song Ping cleared his throat awkwardly. "It's almost when the prison is cold and dark and can't eat enough."
Secretary Weng blinked his eyes and looked at Wu Yu, and then at Bu Chonghua. He probably wanted to show that his language trend keeps up with the times and his open-mindedness does not lose to young people, but in fact his next sentence pushed the awkward atmosphere to an unprecedented climax. He said: "Hehe, the young couple can play with the door closed..."
Even Wu Yu covered his eyes with one hand and buried his face in the quilt.
"You are serious, please sit down, please sit down." Bu Chonghua really exhausted his life's skills before he stretched his stern facial expression and greeted several leaders with the same hands and feet, "How many of you came today? Is the result of Officer Little Wu's handling? Or—"
There was no place to sit in the ward, because Bu Chonghua used to prevent Cai Lin, Xiaogui, and Zhang Xiaoli from sneaking to find Wu Yu to gather the crowd to open the dark, and let people move all the chairs and sofas. So Song Ping and the other municipal party leaders stood, and Secretary Weng sat on another empty hospital bed, saying, "Oh, that's not. We are still helping him fight for Police Officer Little Wu, mainly Kozmo. · Philip—that's the dark web shark—is going to be discharged from the hospital to the detention center."
"The criminal wants to see the painter goodbye before being interrogated."
