Chapter 196: It's hard to speak

Lin Shengtian didn't expect Meng Bao'er to react like this, he was in pain below, let go of Meng Bao'er, and pushed her away.

It's just that he didn't expect that Meng Bao'er lost her center of gravity and fell down the steps in front of the house.

She wanted to use her hands to support the ground, but because of the force, her wrists went weak, and she leaned back, and her head hit the stone steps of the flower bed.

The moment she felt the pain, Meng Bao'er lost consciousness and passed out.

Lin Shengtian relieved himself and was just about to settle accounts with Meng Bao'er, but found Meng Bao'er lying on the ground motionless.

So he hurriedly ran down the steps and kicked Meng Bao'er twice.

He didn't care at all, and shouted angrily: "Don't play dead for me!"

He didn't want to make a big deal out of it, but he just pushed it casually and it was really unintentional.

Meng Bao'er naturally couldn't feel this coldness, but the policeman's N pairs of eyes saw what happened.

And they all have law enforcement recorders on them, Lin Shengtian can't go with them this time.

Only Wang Zhenfang was worried about Meng Baoer's injury, so he hurriedly ran to Meng Bao'er's side before the police.

He also seemed to have forgotten their respective identities, pushed Lin Shengtian who was blocking in front of him away, and squatted down to investigate Meng Bao'er's situation.

Meng Bao'er suffered a head injury and was bleeding nonstop, so it seems that the injury is not light!

Out of desperation, Wang Zhenfang didn't care about his identity, picked up Meng Bao'er and ran towards the door.

While running, he ordered: "Call an ambulance!"

Although the police are not under his control, at this moment when people's lives are at stake, they naturally do not care about Wang Zhenfang's way of speaking, and they dare not delay, so they immediately called the emergency center with intercom.

After the rescue was handled, the policeman who took the lead had the leisure to take care of the murderer Lin Shengtian.

Let's not mention the illegal confinement first, just this deliberate hurtful act, you must take him back to the bureau for a trip.

The police took Lin Shengtian back to the police station in accordance with the procedure, but Lin Shengtian insisted that he did not illegally imprison others, and the push just now was only an unintentional mistake.

Under Xiao Zhigang's bail, Lin Shengtian swaggered out of the police station again.

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On this day, Meng Bao'er finally woke up from her deep sleep after being in a coma for two days.

She also thought that the first person she saw when she woke up would be Jiang Shuohan, but she didn't expect that the first person she saw when she opened her eyes would be Xia Jiang.

Xia Jiang slept on the chair next to him like a dead pig and snored.

Meng Bao'er tried to wake Xia Jiang up, but because she was too weak, the sound she made was not enough to wake Xia Jiang up from her dream.

She had no choice but to use all her strength to push the empty water cup on the bedside table to the ground, trying to wake Xia Jiang up in this way.

The glass drops.

With a snap, it shattered to the ground......

When Xia Jiang heard the movement, he immediately got smart and sat up from the chair.

Surprised, he asked, "Who!"

When he spoke, he didn't forget to wipe the saliva from his mouth.

Meng Bao'er raised her hand and motioned for Xia Jiang to look here, and Xia Jiang realized that it was his sister Meng who woke up, and he was excited.

"Sister Meng, you can be regarded as awake! If you don't wake up, I won't be able to hold on. ”

Meng Bao'er heard a little reluctance in his words, but there was also a large part of it that should be regarded as concern.

It's just that she desperately wants to inquire about the news of Little Mango at the moment.

So he tried to ask in his own small voice, "Did you find the little mango?"

She opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn't even hear herself.

Xia Jiang is a big grinning person, he has no ability to guess what she is saying, and he has no patience to parse her lips.

He was more concerned about Meng Bao'er's physical condition, so he kindly persuaded: "Sister Meng, you better wait and talk! I'll pour you a glass of water first." ”

After speaking, Xia Jiang immediately got up, and with his inertial movements, he reached out to take the cup at the head of the bed and pour water.

However, when he looked closely, he found that the bedside table was empty, and when he looked at the broken glass shards on the floor, he remembered that the cup seemed to have been broken.

He smiled awkwardly at Meng Bao'er, and then hurriedly said, "It's okay! ”

After saying that, he ran straight out.

Meng Bao'er didn't care about water or not, she wanted to know how the little mango was.

Seeing Xia Jiang's back walking away, Meng Bao'er was very anxious, but she was finally speechless.

After a while, Xia Jiang pushed the door in again, but this time there was also a doctor who came in with him.

The doctor examined Meng Bao'er before saying to Xia Jiang: "The patient is fine, rest more, stay in the hospital for a few more days and be discharged." ”

"Is it really okay? Don't do a CT, MRI or something to check if there is anything wrong with her brain? She's been in a coma for two days, if it's not a big deal, why is she in a coma for so long?"

Xia Jiang was not very relieved, and asked a few more questions.

The doctor glanced at Xia Jiang helplessly, then lowered his head and continued to make notes in the medical record, and at the same time explained to Xia Jiang unfriendly: "This family member, you just came here today, right? The ones you just said have been checked when the patient was brought in." How can we be lazy with the patients sent by Mr. Xiao Chen. ”

When Xia Jiang heard it, he felt that what the doctor said was very reasonable, so he replied stupidly: "That's good, that's good!"

The doctor did his job before leaving.

Xia Jiang shook Meng Bao'er's hospital bed and handed the water to her mouth.

Meng Bao'er took a sip casually, and then asked again, "Did you find the little mango?"

Xia Jiang finally understood Meng Bao'er's words this time, so he replied normally: "Little mango was taken by my brother Hao, there is nothing wrong with it!

Chen Yihao: Are you talking about him?

Meng Bao'er's brain was in a mess after hearing this, she clearly remembered that the person who went to Lin's house to save her was Wang Zhenfang, but why was it Chen Yihao who sent her to the hospital?

And what's going on with Little Mango? Wasn't he kidnapped by kidnappers? Why was he with Chen Yihao?

Could it be that Chen Yihao gave the ransom?

But all this is unreasonable, isn't it?

How did Chen Yihao know that Little Mango was kidnapped?

How did you get in touch with the kidnappers?

That's right!

He knew everything, he must have asked Chen Yihao for help.

Thinking of this, Meng Bao'er felt that things were much clearer, so she also put her mind at ease.

When she recovers, she must thank him and Chen Yihao.

Of course, Wang Zhenfang's help did not dare to forget.

"I want to drink some more water!" Meng Bao'er said slowly.

Xia Jiang saw that Meng Bao'er was still weak and weak, and thoughtfully handed the water to her mouth.

This time, Meng Bao'er drank a few sips attentively, and continued to lie down and rest.

She can't do it without rest at the moment, because she really has no strength, and she feels that even talking will exhaust the energy of her life.

She's just woken up, and it's probably going to take some time to recover......

Xia Jiang saw her lying down, and slowly shook the bed down.

Meng Bao'er said thank you with her eyes, and gently closed her eyes.

It's hard to imagine what happened in the past two days.

The cold liquid slowly flowed from the back of her hand, and before she knew it, this feeling became a habit, and soon she fell asleep again.

When she woke up again, it was already dark, but she felt much better, and the exhausted strength finally came back.

She looked around the room and found no trace of Xia Jiang.

Just as I was about to pull out the needle in my hand and get out of bed and walk, I heard the sound of the door opening. I want to talk about "The God of Wealth's Little Sweet Wife" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~