Chapter 85 Car Accident
"Sir, we are from Beijing No. 1 Hospital. The owner of the phone was hit on the zebra crossing and was in a serious car accident. Could you please help contact her family and ask them to come here as soon as possible?"
The voice on the other end of the phone was not the familiar voice of Wen Ci, but a quick and calm voice.
As soon as he heard the word "car accident", Xie Peizhou's body temperature dropped sharply, and all the blood disappeared from his cold face. He stood up from his office chair with a thud.
Severe heart pain.
As he ran all the way, Xie Peizhou had only one thought in his mind.
Ah Ci, please, stay safe and healthy...
"Mr. Xie, the patient was brought in promptly, but he suffered a severe head injury and is bleeding profusely. His condition is currently unclear."
The hospital was filled with the cool smell of disinfectant. The door of the operating room was tightly closed, and a glaring and eye-catching red light was on.
Xie Peizhou's breathing stopped and his hands and feet were cold.
The nurse who returned from the scene of the accident briefly described the situation to him. When they rushed over after receiving a call for help from a passerby, Wen Ci was lying in a pool of blood, with a black leather bag slung over his shoulder and a document in his arms, and he was bleeding a lot.
The preliminary diagnosis was brain injury.
It's not yet clear whether it's a mild concussion or a severe brain injury.
Xie Peizhou asked with a pale face, what are the consequences of mild and severe cases, will it be fatal?
The nurse said, "Mild concussions are generally not life-threatening, but they are likely to leave long-term headaches, dizziness, memory loss, and difficulty concentrating. Severe brain injuries are likely to be fatal, and many patients who undergo surgery may suffer from sequelae such as epilepsy, cognitive impairment, and even become vegetative."
Xie Peizhou's heart felt like it was being hammered, and he took a half step back. He stiffly pulled out his phone and contacted the country's best intracranial specialist for a consultation.
"Mr. Xie?"
A calm voice came.
Yan Yujiao walked up to Xie Peizhou and handed him his officer ID. "I'm Yan Yujiao, captain of the Third Criminal Police Brigade. You're Wen Ci's uncle, right? Could you please come with us to the police station to give us a statement? We suspect today's car accident is related to the kidnapping and extortion case from a while ago."
Xie Peizhou's eyes were cold and filled with chilling murderous intent.
Before leaving with the police, Xie Peizhou asked the nurse to inform him immediately if Wen Ci had any problems.
In the police station, Xie Peizhou finished taking the statement and saw the driver who caused the accident.
Yan Yujiao: "Feng Ping, 25 years old, was the first love of the late kidnapper Zhong Yuguang and the personal assistant of the dress designer Ms. Song Wanqing. According to her confession, she accidentally learned from Song Wanqing that Wen Niannian had inherited a huge inheritance from your father, so she conspired with her fired boyfriend Zhong Yuguang to kidnap and extort her. After the extortion attempt failed, she became suspected by the police and bore a grudge against Wen Ci, intending to run her over and kill her together."
Xie Peizhou asked coldly, "Feng Ping, are you behind this?"
Feng Ping lowered her head, her shoulders trembling at the cold voice.
"Peizhou, you're here too?!"
A female voice came from the door, and Song Wanqing came in trotting in a long dress and high heels.
The woman's gentle and delicate face was filled with fear and worry. She looked at Xie Peizhou. The man's face was as cold as frost. Just one look at him made her body turn cold and her heart beat wildly.
She opened her mouth and said, "Is Wen Ci okay? If the police hadn't contacted me suddenly, I wouldn't have known that Wen Ci and her daughter were kidnapped some time ago, and that they had a car accident today."
As he spoke, he turned to look at Feng Ping, who was being held by the police, his brows furrowed. "Feng Ping, you're doing fine, why are you doing these illegal things? Even if you're short of money, you could tell me. If my subordinates are really in trouble, would I not help them?"
Feng Ping raised her pale face and looked at Song Wanqing sarcastically, "Will you help me? Stop saying these high-sounding words. Aren't you a bunch of high-handed people who are just better at reincarnation than us?"
Song Wanqing frowned, and finally said with disappointment, "You disappoint me so much!"
Feng Ping snorted, lowered her head and said no more.
On the side, Yan Yujiao observed everything.
Song Wanqing grabbed Xie Peizhou's sleeve, her eyes filled with helplessness at being wronged, "Peizhou, I'm sorry, although this matter has nothing to do with me directly..."
Xie Peizhou shook off her touch, his face as cold as frost. "Song Wanqing, this matter had better have nothing to do with you, otherwise, I will not let you go!"
"Peizhou, you actually doubt me?"
Song Wanqing's breathing became tight, and her face was filled with sadness.
But her heart felt cold. Xie Peizhou suspected her when there was no evidence pointing to her?
Is Wen Ci so important in his heart?
Xie Peizhou's phone vibrated.
The man picked up the phone immediately. It was a nurse from the hospital saying that Wen Ci's surgery was over.
Xie Peizhou's heart beat violently, and he asked hoarsely, "Where is she? How is she now?!"
"Officer Yan, can I go now?"
Yan Yujiao nodded and said, "Okay, we will contact you if there is any need for follow-up investigation."
Xie Peizhou nodded, his heart filled with worry for Wen Ci's safety, and he didn't even glance at Song Wanqing.
Hatred flashed across Song Wanqing's eyes.
Yan Yujiao saw him off and walked out of the recording room when he remembered something. "Oh, this is the bag and a document that Wen Ci found at the scene of the car accident. We've checked them and they're not related to the case. Please pass them to Wen Ci."
There was no obvious bloodstain on the black leather bag, but the bright yellow confidential paper bag was stained red with blood.
When Xie Peizhou thought that all this blood came from Wen Ci's body, his heart felt like being stabbed by a needle. He reached out to take it, "Thank you."
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Inside the recording room.
Yan Yujiao personally took notes from Song Wanqing.
The woman's answers were fluent and precise, and were 100% consistent with Feng Ping's confession.
Song Wanqing frowned and looked at Yan Yujiao for help. "Officer Yan, I really don't know anything about this matter. But Feng Ping is my personal assistant after all. I will fully cooperate with you to find out the truth. I hope you can prove my innocence when the time comes."
Yan Yujiao nodded, "The innocent will be cleared. We will definitely get to the bottom of this case as soon as possible."
Song Wanqing smiled gratefully, "Then I'll go first. I also want to go to the hospital to see how Wen Ci is doing. I hope I can be of some help."
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Hospital, VIP ward.
Xie Peizhou sat beside the bed, holding Wen Ci's cold little hand tightly.
At some point, Wen Ci's eyelids moved, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes slowly opened.
She saw a blurry image and opened her mouth weakly, "Who are you...?"
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