Origin Chapter 33: Faithful or stupid
"What happened?" Wu Zhongyuan asked eagerly.
"He was injured in a fight with someone." Huang Ping spoke with a vibrato.
When Wu Zhongyuan heard this, he became more and more anxious, "Who did you fight with? Where did you get injured? Where are you now? Is he seriously injured?"
Huang Ping on the other end of the phone looked very nervous. He only said that Lin Qingming was injured, and it was Gaoxian Hospital. He asked him to rush over there as soon as possible. After speaking, he hurriedly hung up the phone.
"Who is this woman?" Wang Xinran doubted, "Call your senior brother to confirm."
Wu Zhongyuan was about to do this, and eagerly dialed Lin Qingming's cell phone, rang a few times, and then hung up. Call again, or reject. Continue to play, prompted to shut down.
I called the landline number just now, but no one answered. Looking at the landline number, it was indeed from Gao County. Gao County is adjacent to Huang County. It was in Gao County's mine that Lin Qingming was digging coal.
"You don't have to worry, I'll accompany you," Wang Xinran hurried out. "You pack up and wait for me at the school gate. We won't be back before the vacation."
Wu Zhongyuan agreed and started to pack. In fact, he didn't have much luggage to pack, just a few books and a few changes of clothes, and a small backpack.
On the way downstairs to the gate of the school, Wang Xinran chased after him. There was not much luggage, just a small one-shoulder bag.
Wu Zhongyuan walked very fast, Wang Xinran followed quickly, "Be careful, there is a high possibility of being trapped."
Wu Zhongyuan shook his head, "They only used this method the night before, and should not use it again."
"Soldiers never tire of deceit, they may want you to think so." Wang Xinran still prefers this to be a trap of hostile forces.
"No, they know you're by my side, and they know you're carrying a gun," Wu Zhongyuan shook his head again, "You think too much, my brother may have really had an accident."
Wang Xinran thought about it, took out his mobile phone and made a call. After connecting, he said to the other party, "Help me check Zhao Dazhong's whereabouts last night."
Wu Zhongyuan turned his head and glanced at Wang Xinran as he walked. Wang Xinran was right. They knew his situation like the back of their hands, including family relations. They also knew that Lin Qingming served as Zhao Dazhong's bodyguard. If something happened to Lin Qingming, Most likely related to Zhao Dazhong.
The two went out of the gate, stopped a taxi, and rushed to Gao County.
Taxi likes to run long distances the most. Because they make a lot of money and the driver is in a good mood, I want to chat with the two of them, but after saying a few words, seeing the gloomy faces of the two, they shut up wisely and concentrate on driving.
Before getting on the highway, Wang Xinran's cell phone rang. Her cell phone may be specially made. Even if she sat next to her, she couldn't hear what was said on the other end of the phone.
The other party kept saying, Wang Xinran just listened, didn't interrupt and didn't ask any questions, just said, 'Okay, I see before hanging up the phone. ’
Waiting for Wang Xinran to hang up the phone, Wu Zhongyuan looked at her anxiously. The other party kept talking for two or three minutes. The matter must be complicated.
Wang Xinran nodded, "You're right, your senior brother was really injured. Zhao Dazhong went to Gao County to discuss business yesterday, and he had a conflict with the local underworld. The other party fired, and your senior brother was shot twice."
Wu Zhongyuan was stunned, "Two guns?"
"Don't worry, his life is not in danger for the time being," Wang Xinran hurriedly comforted, "The two guns the other party used were not standard guns, one was a shotgun, the other was an imitation May Fourth, and the imitation May Fourth was hit in the abdomen. , shot the shotgun in the leg."
Wu Zhongyuan has a habit of rubbing his face when he is nervous, and this time is no exception.
"I reminded you a long time ago that Da Zhao has a background in the underworld, please don't get too close to him." Wang Xinran complained.
Wu Zhongyuan nodded blankly. Wang Xinran did say this when he first met Lin Qingming.
"Has his injury stabilized now?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.
Wang Xinran glanced at Wu Zhongyuan, hesitated for a moment, and shook his head, "The imitation of the May Fourth Movement has no rifling, and the power is not great. That shot is not a big problem, but the shotgun was shot at close range and hit him in the left leg. Go, the injury is more serious, the hospital recommends amputation, but your brother himself refuses."
After Wang Xinran finished speaking, Wu Zhongyuan instantly broke into a cold sweat, "Amputation? Is this serious?"
"Seriously? Did you make a mistake? It's a gun, it can kill people, and it's not easy to lose a leg?" Wang Xinran sighed, "The other party has more than a dozen people, and he was shot twice and still held on to it. Zhao Dazhong brought it out, if it wasn't for his vigorous activities after being shot, the injury might not have been so serious, I really don't know if he is loyal or ignorant?"
Wu Zhongyuan didn't answer. Lin Qingming was such a person. Even if he didn't fall in love with Zhao Lin, he would not leave Zhao Dazhong alone because he took Zhao Dazhong's money.
Although the two were not very loud, they were still heard by the driver. Everyone was curious, and he was no exception. "What are you two doing?"
"You really want to know?" Wang Xinran's voice was cold and hard.
The driver glanced at Wang Xinran from the rearview mirror. Seeing her face was gloomy and frightened, he shook his head repeatedly, "I don't want to, I don't want to, I'm joking."
Since then, the driver did not dare to say a word along the way, he drove honestly, and arrived at Gaoxian Hospital two hours later.
Wang Xinran had previously called the headquarters and knew that Lin Qingming was in the building. After getting off the bus, he took Wu Zhongyuan to the surgical building.
The elevator stopped on the eleventh floor. The elevator door opened. Wu Zhongyuan saw Huang Ping. There were rows of chairs opposite the elevator, and Huang Ping was sitting there.
Wu Zhongyuan saw Huang Ping, Huang Ping also saw him, and stood up nervously, "You are here."
"Why are you sitting here, my brother?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.
"In Ward No. 6, go and see him." Huang Ping raised her hand and pointed to the west.
Wu Zhongyuan took a few steps, and when he saw Huang Ping standing still, he turned around in confusion, "Go."
"I'm not going," Huang Ping was depressed, "his girlfriend is inside."
Wu Zhongyuan was eager to know Lin Qingming's situation, and did not say anything to Huang Ping. He followed the house number and found Lin Qingming's ward.
There are three beds in the ward, but Lin Qingming is the only patient, lying on the bed by the window, with a lot of gauze bandaged on various parts of his body, except for two gunshot wounds and other wounds.
In addition to Lin Qingming, there are three other people in the ward, one is Zhao Lin sitting beside the bed, and two are young people sitting opposite the bed. Come out, these two should be the police.
Seeing Wu Zhongyuan entering the door, the three of them stood up at the same time. The two young people rushed over to Wu Zhongyuan first, "Who are you?"
"I'm his younger brother." Wu Zhongyuan pushed the two aside and walked over to Lin Qingming.
Seeing Wu Zhongyuan, Zhao Lin seems to have seen the savior, "You came just in time, quickly persuade him."
Wu Zhongyuan didn't like this person, just glanced at her and didn't answer her.
"Why are you here?" Lin Qingming on the hospital bed spoke first, with dissatisfaction in his tone.
Being sure that Lin Qingming's life was not in danger, Wu Zhongyuan also calmed down, "What's going on?"
"Who told you, Huang Ping?" Lin Qingming asked rhetorically.
Wu Zhongyuan did not answer Lin Qingming's question, nor did he ask again. He knew Lin Qingming, and he couldn't ask what Lin Qingming didn't want to say.
"Come out with me." Wu Zhongyuan said to Zhao Lin. After speaking, he turned around and left.
Zhao Lin looked at Lin Qingming, and seeing that Lin Qingming did not say anything, she followed Wu Zhongyuan to the corridor.
Wu Zhongyuan called Zhao Lin out, naturally to ask about the ins and outs of the matter. He already knew the general context in the car, and now he is asking about the details.
Unfortunately, Zhao Lin didn't know the inside story either, she only knew that someone was going to hurt her dad, and Lin Qingming was hurt to protect her dad.
Seeing that there was nothing to ask, Wu Zhongyuan went to the doctor's office again and asked about Lin Qingming's injury.
After confirming that Wu Zhongyuan is Lin Qingming's family, the doctor told him the detailed examination results and showed him the continuous filming.
Wu Zhongyuan didn't quite understand this, so he called Wang Xinran. Wang Xinran seemed to understand the structure of the human body very well. He had seen the X-rays, and his face was solemn, "The femur about five centimeters is comminuted, and the broken bones are missing a lot, and they remain in the body. It is radioactive and broken so badly, I am afraid that there is no possibility of surgical continuation."
After finishing speaking, I took the examination report in the doctor's admiring eyes again. After reading it carefully, I stuttered and shook my head, "The shot was fired at close range, and the high temperature caused by the shotgun and the bullet caused double damage to the left leg. Conservative treatment of wounds is highly susceptible to infection, and only surgical amputation is required.”
"Yes, your girlfriend is right," the doctor nodded again and again, "Go and enlighten your brother, he must have a hard time accepting this reality for a while, but if his situation continues to delay, it is very likely to endanger life."
Wu Zhongyuan stood still. No one knew Lin Qingming better than him. It was impossible for Lin Qingming to agree to amputation, not to mention Lin Qingming himself, even he would not agree to Lin Qingming amputation.
In desperation, Wu Zhongyuan tilted his head to look at Wang Xinran.
Wang Xinran knew that he was calling for help, but she couldn't do anything about it. "Even if the injury is so serious, even if it is sent abroad, there is no other way than amputation."
"If you don't amputate your limbs, you will surely die?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.
Wang Xinran had no way to answer this question, so she could only look at the doctor on the side. The doctor shook his head, "If you don't believe our diagnosis and treatment level, you should transfer to a large hospital in the province." He hurriedly added, "I'm not pushing it out, I'm just suggesting."
Wu Zhongyuan was helpless and left the doctor's office in frustration and returned to the ward.
Lin Qingming knew that Wu Zhongyuan was back, but he didn't open his eyes or speak.
"What are you going to do?" Wu Zhongyuan asked in a deep voice. In Lin Qingming's eyes, he was still a little boy, but in Lin Qingming's eyes, he was actually much more mature than Lin Qingming thought.
"Connect." Lin Qingming said lightly.
Wu Zhongyuan tried his best to restrain his emotions, "It's not a broken bone, it's a gunshot wound. The bones are broken, and some are still missing and can't be connected."
Lin Qingming did not answer.
"I'll think of a way." Wu Zhongyuan turned and left the ward.
He didn't dare to use his mobile phone to call Dean Wang, he used the phone number of the nurse station. After President Chong Wang described Lin Qingming's situation in detail, he asked President Wang for his opinion.
President Wang did not ask who the injured person was, but offered some advice from a professional point of view. There is no substitute for Lin Qingming's injured part, and it is difficult to avoid wound infection. Amputation is almost the only way.
Wu Zhongyuan was not reconciled, "Is there any way to keep his leg, even if he can't walk in the future, it doesn't matter, as long as he doesn't cut it off."
Dean Wang thought for a long time on the phone, "It can be fixed with an implanted splint, but the splint cannot bear the weight. Even if the trauma heals, the patient will not be able to walk in the future."
Wu Zhongyuan thanked Dean Wang and hung up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Wu Zhongyuan went to the doctor's office again, and expressed his thoughts to the doctor, to be precise, it was President Wang's suggestion.
The doctor shook his head, "The implantation of splints is very expensive, costing hundreds of thousands of dollars, but in the end I still can't walk, what's the point?"
"Hundreds of thousands?" Wu Zhongyuan was shocked.
“There are many kinds of splints. One splint suitable for his situation costs hundreds of thousands, and he needs at least two or three.” The doctor said.
Wu Zhongyuan pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth and nodded, "Okay, I'll find a solution for the money, you should prepare as soon as possible..."