bookrandom Chapter 806 I must understand the situation personally
Chapter 806 I must understand the situation personally
In the intensive care unit of the military hospital, the old man finally regained consciousness. Due to his special status, to ensure he received the best possible recuperation environment, the hospital carefully arranged for him to be transferred to a quiet and comfortable courtyard.
The courtyard is surrounded by green trees and has a quiet environment, like a peaceful oasis in the bustling city.
At the gate of the courtyard, those tall and well-armed men were like resolute sculptures.
They still stick to their posts, with solemn expressions and ready to ensure the absolute safety of this area.
Inside the room, the adjutant, Teng Junhao, and Ling Ya stood quietly beside the bed, waiting with serious expressions.
Cao Guohua leaned over slightly on the other side, with a look of concern and professionalism on his face, and said:
“Commander, the tumor in your brain has been successfully removed, and you are currently in a critical stage of recovery.
In the days to come, you must rest and recuperate, do not overwork, and avoid drastic mood swings and anger.
Your body needs time to recover and re-establish balance after such a significant surgical trauma.
Therefore, for some matters, you only need to issue clear instructions and let the people below carry them out. Never do anything yourself, so as not to affect your recovery."
The old man nodded slightly, took a long breath, and slowly looked at the adjutant. His voice was slightly weak but revealed an unquestionable majesty.
He asked, "Where's that brat? Where is Teng Zijing now?"
Upon hearing this, the adjutant's expression instantly grew graver, and he responded in a low voice:
"He is currently in the Public Security Bureau detention center and is undergoing investigation and review. The relevant procedures are being carried out strictly in accordance with judicial procedures."
The old man frowned slightly and ordered without hesitation: "Call Director Chang and tell him that the child is seriously injured and is still receiving treatment.
In this case, prolonged detention in the detention center is likely to worsen the injury, so we are applying for medical parole."
The adjutant nodded and responded in a deep voice: "Director Chang called me yesterday, and the investigation results have been preliminarily determined.
Based on the existing evidence and investigation, the blame lies squarely with Teng Zijing, and An Yu's actions constituted legitimate self-defense, as defined under relevant legal provisions."
When the old man heard this, his heart tightened and he couldn't help coughing violently. Seeing this, Cao Guohua hurried forward and gently touched the old man's chest to help him breathe.
He soothed him, "Chief, please don't get excited. There's still room for improvement. Your health is the most important thing right now."
Any emotional ups and downs may have an adverse effect on your postoperative recovery.
It may even cause complications and endanger your health. So please stay calm."
Teng Junhao also hurried forward and said softly, "Yes, Dad. We are still unclear about the specific situation.
I'll go to the Public Security Bureau right now and talk to Director Chang about the situation in detail before making further plans. Please don't get too anxious or angry; it's not worth it to ruin your health."
Ling Yaze looked disappointed, shook her head slightly, and couldn't help muttering:
"This kid has always been very sensible in his actions, so why did he get so confused about this?
And Zhou Yi, that kid, has such a good relationship with Zi Jing, he must know something about the inside story, and I don't know where he is now."
The old man tried hard to calm his surging emotions, and his deep eyes revealed a hint of majesty and solemnity.
He slowly spoke to the adjutant, "Adjutant, call Director Chang and ask him to bring people here in person.
I have to understand for myself what happened that led to such serious consequences.”
Upon hearing this, the adjutant immediately understood and nodded hurriedly, "Yes, old man, I'll contact them right away."
After saying this, he respectfully left the room in the sanatorium and hurried out into the courtyard. At this moment, sunlight filtered through the gaps between the branches and leaves, casting dappled shadows.
The adjutant walked straight to a lush green pine and stopped. The air around him was filled with a faint scent of pine resin.
He slowly reached into his trouser pocket and took out his cell phone. His slender fingers slid skillfully across the screen. He quickly found Director Chang's phone number and dialed it without hesitation.
The beeping sound of the phone being connected was particularly clear in the quiet environment, as if every beep was questioning the tense atmosphere at the moment.
Soon, a voice came from the other end of the phone. The adjutant immediately said seriously, "Director Chang, the old man has regained consciousness and is currently recuperating in the sanatorium of the military hospital. This matter must be kept strictly confidential."
He paused, listened to the response on the other end of the phone, and then continued to instruct: "The old man hopes that you can personally bring people to the military hospital.
He wanted to personally understand the whole story. It was obvious that the old man was dissatisfied with Teng Zijing's current conviction. Therefore, I'm afraid Director Chang will have to make a trip to investigate this matter."
There was another response from the other end of the line. The adjutant nodded slightly and said, "Okay, then please arrange it as soon as possible."
Not long after, he hung up the phone, and the light of the phone screen gradually went out in his hand. However, the situation at this moment was like the calm before the storm, with undercurrents surging.
In the spacious and simply decorated office of Director Chang at the Public Security Bureau, sunlight shines through the window onto the pile of documents on the desk.
Director Chang had just received a call from his adjutant. His thick eyebrows slightly furrowed, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.
Without any hesitation, he immediately reached out and decisively dialed the internal phone number connected to Xing Zhongxing's office.
At this time, Xing Zhongxing was concentrating on reading the relevant materials of the Teng Zijing case. The room was so quiet that only the rustling sound of flipping papers could be heard.
Suddenly, the intercom rang, and the sharp sound broke the silence. He hurriedly reached out and grabbed the phone, quickly responding: "Hello..."
Director Chang's resolute voice came from the other end of the phone, with an unquestionable majesty in his tone:
"Execution Squad, immediately arrange for personnel to escort An Yu, Yu Fei, and Teng Zijing to the military hospital."
When Xing Zhongxing heard this, a look of surprise instantly appeared on his face, and he subconsciously asked:
"Director, Teng Zijing is already receiving proper medical treatment. Why is he being transferred to the military hospital?"
Director Chang was fully aware of the sensitivity and complexity of the matter and responded succinctly: "You'll understand when you get there."
After saying that, he decisively hung up the phone, and the "beep" sound from the receiver echoed in the silent office.
Xing Zhongxing looked at the hung-up phone in his hand, was stunned for a moment, then quickly put down the phone, stood up and walked out of the office quickly.
He arrived at the lobby of the Public Security Bureau and saw a busy scene inside. The police officers were working attentively at their posts, and the sounds of ringing telephones and typing keyboards were intertwined.
Xing Zhongxing coughed lightly and raised his voice to order, "Wang Weidong, Wei Guoqing, you two will be responsible for escorting Teng Zijing.
Given Teng Zijing's current physical condition, it is necessary to ensure the normal operation of medical equipment and the full accompaniment of medical staff.
Wu Lan, Zhou Jing, you two will escort An Yi. Zhai Minghao, Bao Chengcheng, you two will escort Yu Fei.
Everyone, prepare the relevant paperwork and documents and depart immediately, heading to the military hospital. This mission must ensure the safety and standardization of the escort process, strictly adhering to the escort procedures."
Upon hearing the order, Wang Weidong, Wei Guoqing and the other six turned in unison, facing Xing Zhongxing, and saluted loudly in unison, "Yes!"
After the ceremony, they turned around quickly and walked towards the door with firm and powerful steps.
Soon, Xing Zhongxing and Director Chang came to the yard together and saw a specially equipped medical vehicle.
Teng Zijing was wearing a loose hospital gown, with an IV dripping in his arm. Transparent liquid was dripping slowly down the IV tube.
His face was slightly pale, his eyes were tightly closed, and his expression was like that of a proud king. Even in his sleep, he still revealed an unparalleled arrogance.
He was accompanied by two professional medical staff who were focused and closely monitoring Teng Zijing's vital signs, ready to deal with any emergencies that might arise at any time.
At the same time, two armed police officers were alert and guarded closely to ensure safety during the escort process.
Afterwards, An Yu and Yu Fei were escorted by police officers into two police cars respectively.
An Yu's expression seemed calm, but a hint of worry like a haze appeared in the depths of her eyes;
Yu Fei lowered his head slightly with a helpless look on his face, and it was difficult to see much expression on his face.
After Xing Zhongxing confirmed that everything was ready, he raised his arm, waved, and said loudly: "Let's go!" As soon as he finished speaking, Director Chang opened the car door and got in.
He walked to the other side, opened the door of the police car, quickly got in, and then slammed the door shut with a bang.
Then, several cars slowly and orderly drove out of the Public Security Bureau yard. The sirens instantly sounded, their sharp voices echoing through the sky, as if to break through the dull air.
The convoy sped along, passing through the streets and alleys, quickly leaving the center of Kuncheng City and rushing towards the military hospital, raising a cloud of dust behind the cars.
Xing Zhongxing leaned slightly sideways, leaning forward, trying to get as close to Director Chang as possible. He lowered his voice deliberately and asked with a hint of curiosity:
"Leader, could you please tell me a little bit? Why do we have to take people to the military hospital this time? There must be some special reason."
Director Chang's face was as frosty and solemn. He looked straight ahead and said in a steady tone:
"Captain Xing, with your usual intelligence, you should have guessed something! You're usually so clever, so why are you so confused today?"
Xing Zhongxing smiled lightly, a sly look flashed in his eyes, and he said tentatively:
"Could it be that higher-ups were involved in the assassination of Teng Zijing in his apartment? Otherwise, they wouldn't have mobilized such a large force and asked us to take him to the military hospital."
When Director Chang heard this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile, but he did not directly respond to Xing Zhongxing's speculation, but remained silent.
Xing Zhongxing saw that Director Chang did not answer, and his doubts grew stronger. He could not help but ask again:
"But even if there are leaders paying attention to this matter, why not conduct relevant matters in a regular judicial venue like the court? Why do we have to go through so much trouble and travel thousands of miles to the military hospital?"
As soon as he said this, he seemed to suddenly realize something, took a deep breath, and a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on his face.
He slowly turned his head and looked straight at Director Chang, his Adam's apple swallowed involuntarily.
There was shock and solemnity in his eyes, as if he suddenly understood the seriousness behind the matter.
At this moment, the air in the car seemed to freeze, filled with an indescribable atmosphere of tension.