He dragged the bound Xiao Ping home, and I don't know what happened after that. I don't even know when his father, Hao Wanlin, returned; he was busy dealing with Xiao Ping.
Zhang Qiang was also at a loss when faced with such a simple-minded person. He said helplessly, "Let's ask the doctor today if we can ask for the statement. The sooner we figure it out, the sooner we can get it over with."
Chu Jianguo was also tired and felt the same way, so he nodded in agreement and they went to find a doctor together.
The doctor's office was full of people sleeping, they were all exhausted.
Perhaps it was a professional habit, but as soon as Chu Jianguo and Zhang Qiang arrived, several doctors woke up.
"What's wrong? Which one is not feeling well again?" A bald male doctor hurriedly stood up and asked.
"No, no, we just came to ask if they can take a statement," Chu Jianguo quickly replied, "Don't make things difficult, he barely has any hair left."
"Ah, it's good that everything's alright." The bald doctor breathed a sigh of relief and sat down again.
Remembering Director Chu's question, he replied, "Except for the one with the broken ribs, who will have more pain when speaking, the others are fine."
Having received a definite answer, Chu Jianguo and Zhang Qiang quickly left so that they could rest a little longer.
Listening to the pattering rain and feeling damp all over, Chu Jianguo was extremely depressed.
"Brother Zhang, let's eat first and have some hot soup. This rain is making me feel uncomfortable."
Zhang Qiang agreed with Chu Jianguo's suggestion. He was also hungry and chimed in, "Okay, it won't make a difference. We've been busy all night, let's take turns eating first."
After saying that, the two walked towards the hospital cafeteria, not knowing if they had hot soup or noodles or anything like that, just wanting to have something hot to eat.
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