Before Song Xilin came out of the operating room, Ling Yue was waiting for her at the door. Seeing her pale face, he asked in a low voice, "how are you, OK?"

Song Xi nodded slightly. As soon as he was about to speak, Ling Yue said, "he's OK. The operation is very smooth. He has been sent to the ward downstairs. He can wake up after all the anesthetics have passed."

Song Xi said weakly, "thank you."

She wanted to go downstairs to see George Sheng. Ling Yue stopped her and said, "don't go down. Chang jingle and Ruan Boyan are both here. There are traffic police and criminal police outside. Even the armed police are out. They are in a coma. The police can't ask them. You are the only witness at the scene. Chang jingle asked me to tell you that I don't know anything, don't say anything, and the lawyer will come right away."

Song Xi frowned, silent, and thoughtful.

When the automatic door opened, a little nurse on duty came. She looked at Song Xi and Ling Yue, and said in a voice, "doctor song, there are police looking for you outside."

Hearing the speech, Ling Yue raised his hand to hold Song Xi and said in a voice, "hurry to push a bed. Doctor song just said that he is not comfortable."

Little nurse a Leng, slow half pat nod, "Oh." Then she ran on.

Ling Yue looked at Song Xi and said, "don't worry. Have a good sleep. I'll help you watch Georges Sheng and Yuanbao. Let others do the rest."

Song Xi was lying on the bed and was pushed out of the operating room by the little nurse and Ling Yue. At the door of the operating room stood a traffic policeman and two criminal policemen. Seeing this, he couldn't help asking, "is doctor song in there?"

Ling Yue motioned to Song Xi on the bed, "she is doctor song. She has just finished a major operation and is so tired that she faints."

One of the criminal policemen was slightly surprised and asked, "have you fainted?"

Ling Yue's face was expressionless and his tone was cold. "Now it's more than one o'clock in the morning. She has just finished the operation for more than three hours. The doctor is human, not to mention she is a woman."

Another saw Ling Yue with obvious emotion and stepped forward: "don't get me wrong. My colleague didn't mean anything else. I wanted to ask Dr. song about something. In that case, I'll wait until Dr. Song wakes up."

Ling Yue nodded slightly in response and pushed song Xijin down the elevator.

Originally, Song Xi was pretending that when she lay down on her back, her whole body's blood swayed to the top of her head. She had the illusion of cerebral hemorrhage. At first, she had a splitting headache, then nausea, which was the sequela of extreme panic and high-intensity overdraft.

Ling Yue found that Song Xi was lying in the quilt, her body trembling slightly and invisibly, which was unconscious, or she could not control herself.

After entering the doctor's lounge, Ling Yue gives Song Xi a soothing injection and tells her, "sleep, we are here."

Song Xi soon fell into a darkness, which is different from normal sleep. It is a forced sleep under the action of drugs. There is no dream, no consciousness, just a simple relaxation and rest.

Ling Yue left the rest room and walked out. In the corridor, he met Ruan Boyan who had just finished his call. They met and Ruan Boyan asked, "how is Song Xi?"

Ling Yue said: "the police just went up to find her. She pretended to be dizzy and hid. Today's event must have scared her a lot. I just got off the operating table. I gave her an injection and asked her to slow down first."

Ruan Boyan said, "it's hard for you."

Ling Yue said, "what I should do."

With that, they were silent for a moment. Later, Ruan Boyan took the initiative to say, "do you know Xiaowen?"

Ling Yue's eyes soon flashed over the guilty and helpless, and said: "when Xiaoxi called, we were together. I lied to her that there was something urgent in the hospital, and I didn't dare to tell her the truth."

At that time, Song Xi said that he was shot. Ling Yue's brain was buzzing. How dare he tell Qiao Aiwen about her temperament?

A few seconds later, Ruan Boyan said in a low voice: "it's OK."

There was no policeman in the corridor. Ling Yue asked in a low voice, "what's the matter?"

Ruan Boyan said: "I don't know the details. Zhisheng never tells us anything other than business. He has already called Tong Hao before. He should know when he comes back by the fastest flight."

No one ever thought that one day Georges Sheng and Yuanbao would fall at the same time. The rest of us can't deal with the aftermath, but we don't know anything. We can't even get revenge.

In a place like the night city, under the feet of the emperor, it is reasonable to say that gun holding and killing should not happen. In fact, no matter how safe it is, there will always be dangerous things happening. The difference is whether the report wants to be seen and whether it can be seen.

Just as in the shooting case, Song Xi sent George Sheng and Yuanbao to the hospital. First of all, the doctor should know, second, the traffic police should know, and they must inform the criminal police, and the criminal police should also inform the armed police. Knowing that it is impossible to hide them, they can only investigate one layer at a time.

The first group of people who arrived at the area near Cuicheng mountain to collect bodies were sent by George Sheng. They only collected their own bodies, guns and ammunition.

When the second group of people arrived at the scene, they were sent by the police station to load the rest of the bodies and clean up the battlefield. However, they didn't block them. Instead, they quietly led the team to leave. It was as if nothing had happened.

When the third group of people came here, no hair could be seen, even if the blood on the ground was washed with water. If you have to leave something, it might just be the lasting smell of blood in the air.

In the woods on a summer night, there should be a lot of unknown insects calling, but at the moment, they are silent, as if they have seen something they shouldn't see, which makes all things choose to shut up.

This night is doomed to be a sleepless night. Almost every high-ranking official of the organization can guess that Georges Sheng and Yuanbao were injured in the mountain area of Cuicheng. However, none of Georges Sheng's people stayed at the scene, and even if they stayed, what could they do?

For those in power, isn't it a good chance to catch Qiao's weakness, to win over them and to threaten them?

So that night, Ji Quanzhong's phone call didn't stop. First Lin Dongwen's, then Sheng Zhengrong's. even the LAN family called to inquire. Ji Quanzhong always maintained an attitude and would handle it impartially. He would continue to send people to search the scene at dawn.

When it was a little later, he sat smoking in his study and kept a private phone. At about four o'clock in the morning, the phone finally rang. Almost immediately, Ji Quanzhong pressed out most of his cigarettes and connected the phone: "Hello, Yuanqing."

Song Yuanqing's voice came from the phone: "I heard something happened outside. How about Xiaoxi and Zhisheng?"

Ji Quanzhong replied: "my people have been guarding in the hospital. They are all right. George Sheng was shot in the leg. The people around him were seriously injured. It was your daughter who operated on him."

Song Yuanqing was relieved when he heard that Song Xi could still be on the operating table.

Ji Quanzhong said: "just now, several of the top companies have called, and they all want to handle this matter. I've been waiting for your call. What do you mean?"