"To be honest, this is my first time working in a hospital, and it's pretty good. I don't have to arrange for someone to dump you at the hospital entrance," the man said with a smile. "You'll also receive the most timely treatment. Don't worry, you won't die."
Chen Baosheng's eyes widened, filled with terror.
He struggled desperately, as if he had Parkinson's disease. The person who had been covering his mouth with their hand then stuffed a piece of cloth into his mouth from the ground.
The man turned around and said, "It's done."
The man pulled out the knife.
Chen Baosheng's forehead veins bulged from the pain, and he was covered in sweat.
He always knew that the underworld was not just about interpersonal relationships, but also about fighting and killing. Sometimes he even longed for it and fantasized about being a big boss in the underworld.
That would be so glamorous.
But it really happened to me.
He discovered that the underworld was no fun at all.
It hurts so much.
How scary!
Another stab.
Old Chen, with a strength he didn't seem to possess, struggled free and shouted, "In broad daylight, this is a hospital! What you're doing is illegal... it's..."
The man walked over and slapped Boss Chen across the face: "What you're saying... I never said I was a good person."
“My place was raided, a lot of my underlings were arrested, I need to find people to take the blame, I need to smooth things over, and... never mind, there’s no point in talking to you about this.”
"Let me give you a rough estimate, I lost at least seven figures on this trip!"
"Old man, this much money is enough to buy the lives of your whole family."
Old Chen was trembling.
He swaggered around the village, but in front of the gangsters, he was nothing but a piece of trash.
After stabbing him.
After another beating, Chen Baosheng was covered in blood.
That's why they call themselves professionals.
Even so, Chen Baosheng didn't look like he was going to die.
After everyone left.
Old Chen quickly called for a doctor.
When the doctor arrived, he was stunned. He didn't care about anything else and immediately began to treat the patient. At the same time, he asked the hospital to call the police, but Boss Chen tried to stop him.
But this is no longer a matter of him saying no and then saying no.
If someone dies in the hospital, who is responsible?
While they were arguing, two policemen returned. After learning what had happened, they immediately checked the surveillance footage and questioned the other people in the ward, but they found nothing.
The other party was quite professional.
The license plate was covered, and the person was wearing a hat, trying to avoid the surveillance cameras.
Everyone in the ward was hiding under the covers, and no one knew anything when asked.
They all saw how miserable Chen Baosheng was, and if they said anything about it and someone found out, the consequences would be terrible.
The police knew these people must have seen it, but they wouldn't say anything, which made them very angry.
But it's also very frustrating.
Although public security has improved a lot these days, organized crime still exists, and it's like weeds—you cut one crop and another grows back.
The people are afraid because their work is inadequate.
As a family member, Chen vehemently denied the allegations.
This time, Chen Baosheng didn't faint. Even though he was in excruciating pain, he still said, "It was an accident, it was an accident. No one is retaliating against me."
"Don't worry about it, don't worry about it!"
The police ignored his words.
Even if no one reports it, they will still launch an investigation.
This needs to be reported.
The case should be filed.
To commit such a heinous crime in a hospital is utterly lawless!
It's a provocation!
If they do nothing, those people will become even more fearful and even more afraid to speak up!
The police investigation naturally uncovered the general situation.
Although it is still impossible to pinpoint exactly who did it, we do know why Chen Baosheng was retaliated against, and why two of Yu Kailang's colleagues were questioned.
A special task force was established, demanding that the case be closed as soon as possible and that the perpetrators be severely punished. The case also implicated those who participated in gambling.
Originally, they could have been released after paying the fine, but now they can't leave until they've been detained for a full fifteen days!
night.
After the commotion subsided, things calmed down.
Thanks to the accident, the hospital arranged a private room for Chen Baosheng.
Looking at Chen Baosheng, who was wrapped up even more tightly and looked even more miserable, Old Master Chen sat on the edge of the bed, looking much older.
Not long after.
The rest of the family also came.
Everyone was stunned by Chen Baosheng's miserable state.
"Brother, we can't just let this go, can we?"
"What do you want? To go head-to-head with those reckless thugs in the underworld?"
"Can……"
"If we're talking about the culprits, they should be those gamblers who beat up Baosheng."
"yes."
"Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt has its debtor."
"And the ones who smashed our windows, that must have been Wu An and Old Fu..."
"What time is it? Why are you still arguing about this? Is that even a big deal?"
"You smash other people's things, and they smash yours. What else is there to say? You should be glad that Old Fu is still relatively honest and only smashed our windows, without causing anything more outrageous."
"yes."
"I will never let Baosheng gamble again."
Old Chen lit one cigarette after another, muttering, "If he goes gambling again, I'll break his legs..."
"His father, Baosheng's two legs are broken."
"Then interrupt the third one!"
Everyone:"……"
This old man must have been driven mad by some kind of trauma.
When Chen Baosheng woke up, his voice was hoarse as he said, "Dad, revenge, revenge! Those guys who beat me... we can't let a single one of them get away..."
"The more miserable I am, the more miserable they are."
Boss Chen didn't reply, but went up and slapped him, then walked out of the ward smoking.
The more tragically Chen Baosheng was persecuted, the more his heart ached.
This grudge must be avenged!
only.
Was it really those few gamblers who did it?
Old Chen's mind raced. Could this matter be related to Wu An?
A gust of wind blew.
He became much more clear-headed and realized he had been overthinking things.
If it really was that kid Wu An, after causing such a commotion, how could he possibly sneak around smashing windows at home late at night?
He thought for a moment and then called Ah Shui.
"Hey, Boss Chen, I heard about what happened. How's Baosheng?"
"He... is alright..." Boss Chen paused, then asked, "How's the matter I asked you to handle?"
"It's still being processed." Ah Shui complained, "You know, although I can arrange for people to work in the factory, I don't own the factory. I'm just a manager."
"Arranging people is easy, but getting rid of people requires finding an opportunity; it's not something you can just do on a whim."
Old Chen snorted and said bluntly, "I'll give you another five thousand yuan to smooth things over."
"Since you've said so, Boss Chen, I'll definitely help you handle things perfectly."
"pay close attention."
Boss Chen hung up the phone and transferred the money directly.
Having a window smashed is indeed a minor matter, but we already asked Ah Shui to help us with it, so we definitely have to get it done; we can't just let it go like this.
It's just a matter of making one phone call.
Those gamblers who caused the second son such a terrible ordeal are the ones who should be dealt with urgently!
But family members cannot do it.
We'll have to find someone else; it'll cost us some money.
"Sigh... what a mess this is."
Old Chen reached into his pocket and found the cigarette pack empty. In just half a day, he had finished a whole pack of cigarettes.
Oh, how I worry!
Children are debts from past lives, and they've come to collect them now.
What can we do?
You can only pay it back!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com