Of course, we should help Mei Baoshan, since he has the evidence that the second police chief accepted bribes.
Nie Rongshang was still sitting upright and was not injured, but he had been driven to a dead end by his treacherous subordinates. His heart was shattered into pieces, riddled with holes, and still bleeding.
He had no idea what the situation was like outside, how many bodyguards had betrayed him, or whether his son and daughter-in-law were still alive, or how long it would take before those betrayed bodyguards stormed in.
But he knew clearly that for more than twenty years he had mistaken villains for good people and had even raised a tiger to cause trouble. If he were to die in this hospital today, he would die a worthy death and would not have died unjustly.
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Back to the intensive care unit. [Note: These five words are a transition, not filler text.]
The shot just now was fired by Zeng, but he fired it on instinct before he died. It only broke the edge of the hospital bed and did not hurt Nie Zhao. With Zeng dead, A Ming incapacitated, and Song Yuanchao cooperating, Chen Rou basically brought this mess under control.
With Song Yuanchao blocking the door, Chen Rou had to check on Nie Zhao's condition first.
He had just undergone major surgery. His heart and brain were on monitors, and he had an IV drip in his wrist. But now all the monitors have fallen over and been smashed, and the IV fluids have all drained out, causing blood to flow back into his body.
Before Chen Rou could even get out of bed, she reached out to turn off the IV.
After turning off the IV, I saw Nie Zhao tilting his head back, as if trying to sit up, so I quickly pressed him down and said, "Lie down quickly."
His head was still wrapped in thick gauze, and his forehead and eye sockets were covered in blood. Seeing that his eyes were covered in blood, Chen Rou pulled up the snow-white sheet to wipe them clean, and then asked, "Are you awake?"
Nie Zhao didn't speak, but waved his hand, his hands grabbing haphazardly in the air as if trying to grasp something.
He had only undergone surgery 8 hours ago, and brain surgery requires a very large amount of anesthesia. Logically, the anesthesia in his body should not have been completely metabolized yet, so his consciousness should still be confused.
The hand he threw at the crucial moment saved Chen Rou's life, and now she found him much more agreeable.
I thought he was confused and had been frightened, which is why he was grabbing at things.
Chen Rou took his hands and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Nie, you don't need to be afraid with me here. You are safe."
Nie Zhao pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and finally opened his mouth to speak.
But he spoke too softly, and Chen Rou didn't hear him.
She was about to get up and get out of bed, but fearing that Nie Zhao might faint again and she would miss the opportunity, she bent down and went back to bed, lying down beside him: "What did you say? Speak louder."
Nie Zhao stared at the woman who, whenever he woke up, was either beating or killing people—his newlywed wife. His Adam's apple bobbed, and finally, he raised a finger to his thigh: "My leg hurts so much, take it away!"
You should know that in his previous life, Nie Zhao was a patient with paralyzed legs who often used a wheelchair.
His legs were crippled by Gui Tou Chang during this kidnapping case. For the next thirty years, he was unable to stand up again. When he said that his legs hurt and that he could feel them, did that mean that he had recovered his health for the rest of his life?
At this moment, Song Yuanchao was still holding the door open, while a large group of bodyguards outside were pushing the door open. He was almost at his limit.
Chen Rou is still in the hospital bed, still in the same position as at the beginning, riding on Nie Zhao.
Only after Nie Zhao pointed it out did she realize the seriousness of the problem.
To make killing easier, she kept her only weapon, a long knife, upright on the bed.
Nie Zhao's legs could not only feel pain, but they could also move. He spread his legs apart, and then the long knife fell between his legs. It was extremely sharp and pierced through the quilt, with the blade landing precisely in his groin.
If this really hits a nerve, Nie Zhao might never have a next generation.
The future head of the Nie family, the recipient of the Grand Bauhinia Medal, is about to become Eunuch Nie in Chen Rou's hands.
If that were the case, Nie Zhao would probably skin her alive.
Chen Rou grabbed the knife and hurriedly asked her husband, "Mr. Nie, were you hurt in your testicles or reproductive system just now?"
Nie Zhao's hand, which was waving in mid-air, suddenly stopped.
His eyes narrowed suddenly, and his face turned pale instantly. He stared straight at Chen Rou.
In fact, Chen Rou was also extremely regretful, so much so that she wanted to slap herself twice.
If she were a doctor or a soldier on a mission, it would be reasonable for her to ask hostages or victims in such a tone.
But Nie Zhao is her husband, and she is his wife. She directly inquired about his reproductive system and used such vulgar language. It's understandable that Nie Zhao couldn't accept it, after all, the wife he loved was completely different from the one he was with now.
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