A hotel is a hotel after all. The difference between a hotel and a home is that if you stay in a hotel for a long time, you will feel tired; if you stay at home, you will never feel tired.

Big guy has stayed in this hotel for more than ten days. It's comfortable. After all, it's the biggest welfare in the company since big guy joined the bookstore.

It's just that everyone is trapped in the scope of the hotel, and the boss and the Taoist do not know what kind of situation it is;

it's impossible to really relax and enjoy the sunshine, sand and sea carefree.

Lawyer an knocked on the door of Lao Zhang's room, holding a lot of jade.

After the little boy was cheated by the jade on the opposite side of the hotel, lawyer an left a few days later.

He is proficient in this aspect of jade. With some small hypnotic techniques, he has basically wrapped all the genuine and high-quality jade at the bottom of the pressing box in that jade industry. The price is very low.

You lied to my friend. I treat him in his own way. No one can pick a fault.

What's more, lawyer an never flaunts himself as a good man. In those years, he and Feng Si were partners in setting up loyal and good people to cheat the top and the bottom.

As for these jade wares,

there are shares for those who see them, and you can score points.

After Lao Zhang opened the door, lawyer an found that Lao Zhang was still sitting in his room.

About 40 years old, there is a very clear scar on his face. It looks like it was caused by a gunshot wound.

To be honest, this kind of scar is just like a man. You don't need to take off your clothes and pants. You can see it on the street.

What's more, the scars left by the guns are more powerful than "I killed in Causeway Bay at the beginning".

Even, some people have said that tattoos, to some extent, are the continuation of human scar plot.

"Lao Zhang, my friend?"

Lao Zhang nodded, "Qin Sheng, from Hainan."

After that,

Lao Zhang turned around again and pointed to lawyer an and said:

"my friend, surnamed an, is a lawyer."

"Hello."

"Hello."

Lawyer an shook hands with Qin Sheng. At this time, there was no need to share the jade.

The other side's temperament is the police.

What's more, Lao Zhang is not his former friend. What Qin Sheng knows is his former friend.

It's hard for Lao Zhang to deal with it as another person for so long.

At this time, Qin Sheng's mobile phone rings, he answers it and hangs up.

"There's something wrong with the first municipal hospital. I have to go there. Together?"

For Qin Sheng, when they were anti drug police together in the early years, it was a real life friendship. Later, Qin Sheng was injured, not only in his face, but also in fact, he was shot. When he recovered, he retired from the first-line anti drug work and went back to Sanya to do the same work as Lao Zhang.

Lao Zhang hesitated, because lawyer an said earlier that we'd better not run around and wait for the boss's final news.

The reason why I met Qin Sheng was that Lao Zhang ate noodles in a small noodle shop outside the hotel at noon and caught a pickpocket. When the police came, Qin Sheng recognized him.

Anyway, I'm bored. I'll go back to the hotel to chat with each other and listen to the story of my body's past.

"Go."

To Lao Zhang's surprise, lawyer an made a "go" speech.

"OK, let's go and have a look."

"OK, I'll get down and start the car first. You can change your clothes and go directly to the door of the hotel."

Qin Sheng left first, while Zhang looked at lawyer an with some doubts, "can you go?"

"Go."

"But we don't know what's going on at the boss's side. If I go out rashly, will I..."

Lawyer an yawned and rolled his eyes to Lao Zhang, saying:

"it's because what the future of our library is unclear, so we need more political correctness."

“…………” Lao Zhang.

………………

"Oh, wrong way, wrong way."

The old Taoist patted his forehead and was forced by the other side for several times. He was a little flustered and became the general's dilemma of pulling a car.

"This loser, give up, give up, come again, come again."

Knowing each other's level, Lao Dao simply conceded, and didn't expect anything against the wind.

The mask youth just nodded slightly and began to put his own pieces again.

No matter what he does, it seems that he is so slow and orderly.

The lame man is still sitting on the next bed. He just looks at the two people in front of him playing chess. He doesn't watch mobile phones or TV, and he doesn't feel bored.At this time,

the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and

the first two young men came in,

with short sticks in their hands.

"Lame, which, this!"

"Call me!"

If you don't say anything, you'll just say hello.

The lame man on the bed turned around blankly,

"bang!"

The leader kicked the lame man, and the lame man fell to the ground, followed up with others, and surrounded him with fists and kicks.

"Tell you not to pay back!"

"Tell you to play missing!"

"Tell you to lie to our leader!"

"Don't fight, don't fight, you're going to die."

Lao Dao immediately gets out of bed to help others.

In contrast to the performance of Laodao, the mask youth who is obviously the same as the lame man only sits on the sickbed with their knees crossed and their faces are still happy, sad and silent.

If you are an old man who hasn't been admitted to the hospital, to tell you the truth, you can't see that all these gangsters have things in their hands, but it's really nothing to choose one from three and let them down directly.

There is Kung Fu in Lao Dao.

But when you come to the hospital, it's a car accident, wrestling and food poisoning. No matter how strong you are, you'll have to give up.

One push from the next person,

"mind your own business!"

The old man fell back to bed.

"Don't, don't, don't!"

Lao Dao is warm-hearted and ready to help others. After being pushed down by others, he immediately gets up again and continues to pull people.

"If you hit people again, you will kill them. Something will happen."

The old Taoist pounced on a little gangster,

this little gangster is the only one with a spring knife in his hand, and the rest are at most steel sticks.

Of course, he didn't dare to do it.

Beat people up, get a bruise and a little fracture. That's it. This knife is more symbolic.

It's a little like the general who used to take a fan when the island was fighting in ancient times.

However, the push of the old way was meant to be good. Who knows that the little young man's foot just slipped, didn't stand firm, and fell forward as soon as he was pushed by the old way.

"Poof!"

The spring knife in the hand,

stabbed directly into the neck of the lame man.

“…………” Lame man.

For a while, blood spattered.

The gangsters with knives are scared and the gangsters around

are also confused.

The young man reached out and pinched a piece of fruit that had been cut by the lame man and put it in his mouth, chewing it slowly.

…………

The gate of the first municipal hospital is in front of us. Many police cars have already gone in.

Lao Zhang, sitting in the co pilot's position, heard Qin Sheng's initial feedback from his subordinates from the walkie talkie, and he was a little surprised: "someone dare to be so arrogant at this moment, isn't his brain good?"

It's clear to Lao Zhang over there in Tongcheng that the boss and his subordinates all went out to travel and dare not go home when they used to lend; the Security Department of the demolition company is empty and dare not stay.

But here, how dare someone dare to rush to the hospital in a dignified area?

This kind of behavior is comparable to transporting coal from the northeast to Shanxi for sale.

"If you have a good brain, you shouldn't be a gangster."

Qin Sheng smiled and

got out of the car and

Lao Zhang went down with him.

Go up,

the gangsters have been pressed against their heads and squatted against the wall, all handcuffed.

When they saw the killing, they were already in a panic. When they saw the police again, no one dared to resist. They all raised their hands and surrendered.

"Out of life?" Lao Zhang asked.

"Still under rescue." Qin Sheng replied that his face was not as relaxed as before.

In the past, if it's just provocation, things are still controllable, just like watching the experience baby who comes to the door actively.

Now things are different in nature.

"Take away all the people, get evidence as soon as possible, clean up the site, and do not affect the normal work of the hospital."

"Yes, captain."

"Where did you poke it?" Lao Zhang asked.

Qin Sheng would not be so dignified if he only stabbed his arm or leg.

Qin Sheng looks at Lao Zhang and stabs his neck with his fingers

"Here?"

Lao Zhang also touched his neck."Stabbed through."

"Wear it?"

"Well."

"Still saving?"

"Well, it's still under rescue."

Lao Zhang also didn't know what to say. He could only subconsciously say: "it's really Bodhisattva's blessing."

………………

In ward 1214,

the door of the ward is closed,

the temperature of the air conditioner is just right,

the window is open a little bit and the wind is keeping the air circulation,

boss Zhou, who is full of sweat, climbed hard from this side of the bed to the opposite bed,

just a few meters away,

seems to let him climb the whole century.

At this time,

Zhou Zeqiang holds up his body which has started to spasm,

raises his hand,

wants to reach the button above.

Once,

twice,

three times,

"pa!"

Can't reach, can't reach, arm some feebly fell on the ground.

Zhou Ze lies on his back,

his chest is constantly fluctuating, but he can only make a hoarse voice to the extreme in his throat.

Sweat has soaked him all over for a long time,

his face is as white as white paper,

Zhou Ze has tried his best,

but the problem is that the button to call the nurse station is designed a little high, in fact, it is not high, but it is convenient for the patient to press on the bed

Boss Zhou gave up, and at this moment,

Zhou Ze suddenly felt that he had something under him.

Hard,

icy,

hard to reach down,

boss Zhou's face immediately became more ugly,

in the trouser bag of the sick suit,

he felt his mobile phone.

“…………” Zhou Ze.