Chapter Seventy-Two: The Plan
Wei Guoliang, who was waiting on the side, saw that Gu Shaoting was injured, and his heart was cold. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info originally the responsibility of the National Police Agency, but fortunately, he was also removed from the position of director of the National Police Agency. But now that Gu Shaoting is injured, let's not talk about the Gu family's Gu Lao who holds the rank of general. Just talking about his small police department, how can he afford to provoke the military department......
When Wei Guoliang thought of this, he felt that the future was simply dark. He stepped forward and said cautiously, "Young marshal, let's go to the hospital first......
Gu Shaoting shook his head and stood up with Su Qingwan in his arms, "Go back to the garden directly." Qiu Shi immediately went and drove over.
Wei Guoliang really couldn't let go of his heart, for fear that there would be something wrong, so he had to say again, "Then I'll let the doctor go directly to Gu Yuanhou, your injury has to be dealt with, isn't it ......"
After waiting for a while and seeing that Gu Shaoting didn't speak, Wei Guoliang hurriedly turned around and ordered the little guard behind him, "You go to the best Gongji Hospital nearby, and find the doctor with the most experience in dealing with gunshot wounds to go to Gu Yuan, the speed must be fast." If this thing can't be done, you and I won't be able to hang up in our heads!" the little guard immediately went to do it in fear.
Xu is Wei Guoliang's words worked, and when Gu Shaoting and his party returned to Gu Yuan, the doctors from Gongji Hospital were already waiting.
Zhou Yong had been guarding the door since he heard that Gu Shaoting was injured, and when he saw Qiu Shi driving into Gu Yuan, he hurriedly stepped forward and opened the door of the back seat. Gu Shaoting's face was already faintly pale, and Su Qingwan was sitting beside him, his hand was always pressed on Gu Shaoting's shoulder, his expression was nervous, "Adjutant Zhou, come ...... He's been bleeding all the time......"
Zhou Yong and Qiu Shiyi helped Gu Shaoting into the hall while helping him. Zhang's mother and the doctor, who were sitting on the sofa, saw Gu Shaoting and hurriedly surrounded him. Gu Shaoting saw so many people, and smiled lightly, "It's not a serious injury, why bother to mobilize people like this......
Mama Zhang's eyes turned red when she looked at his weak appearance, "When did you go to the battlefield before and came back from an injury, I thought you would be better off staying in Shanghai in the past two years......" said and was so sad that she couldn't do it, "I can't think ......" Qiu Shi interrupted her anxiously, "Mama Zhang, let's let the doctor treat the wound of the second master first......" When Mama Zhang heard this, she turned to look at the doctor behind her in a panic, "Yes, yes, doctor, come and have a look." β
The doctor from Gongji Hospital took a closer look at Gu Shaoting's shoulder, motioned for them to enter the room, and then said to Zhang's mother, "Please bring a basin of water." Su Qingwan was standing behind Gu Shaoting, listening to what the doctor said, he nodded hurriedly, and subconsciously wanted to go.
Gu Shaoting endured the pain and reached out to grab Su Qingxuan, pushed her to Gu Yunxi's side, and said to Gu Yunxi, "Take her to rest." "The tone is non-negotiable.
Su Qingwan's face was still pale, she looked up at him stunned, and did not speak. Gu Yunxi hugged Su Qingwan's shoulders with a serious expression, "Second brother, don't worry, I will take care of Sister Qingwan." β
Zhou Yong looked at Gu Shaoting's brows furrowed slightly, as if he couldn't support it, and hurriedly helped him into the guest room on the first floor. Gu Yunxi saw that they had all entered, turned his head and whispered to the people around him, "Sister Qingwan, let's go back to the room first." Su Qingwan leaned on her, as if she was extremely tired, closed her eyes and nodded slowly, and went up to the second floor with Gu Yunxi.
As the night wore on, there were people coming and going in the rooms on the first floor with blood-stained water.
Qiu Shi, who was standing beside the bed, anxiously looked at Gu Shaoting, who was surrounded by doctors and nurses, and asked Zhou Yong in a low voice, "Sixth brother, second master, this injury ...... Are you okay?" Zhou Yong seemed much calmer, "What can happen, the second master has been injured, this is the lightest one." Qiu Shi thought for a while and suddenly sighed, "Sixth brother, you said that this general has to stay in Shanghai for a while, the second master is injured...... I'm afraid I can't hide it......"
Zhou Yong's eyes changed slightly after hearing this, and he looked up at Gu Shaoting, who was half-sitting on the bed. The doctor had just cleaned his wound and was stitching it up. And his face was expressionless, only slightly closed eyes.
He has been by the second master's side for so many years, and he knows that he is thoughtful, tough, and never does things that he is not sure of. But today, he not only put himself in danger, but also suffered injuries as a result...... Thinking of this, Zhou Yong suddenly turned his head and instructed Qiu Shi, "Recently, you have to follow Miss Su to protect her safety at all times, and you can't leave a single step." Although Qiu Shi was surprised, he still nodded cautiously.
It was nearly midnight when the wound was bandaged, and the doctor disinfected and put away the remaining gauze, and instructed, "Although the wound is not deep, it is a gunshot wound, and you can't get out of bed without water for three days, so you need to recuperate...... Qiu Shi stepped forward and replied with a smile, "Yes, we must abide by it." The doctor looked at him, but the rest of the words were out of his mind. Qiu Shi took his medicine box and was very polite, "I've worked hard for you so late, I'll send you back." β
The doctor followed him out of the door, and as soon as he arrived at the door, he brought the medicine box in Qiu Shi's hand again, "Sir, you don't need to send it, I know the rules...... I've never been here today. Qiu Shi smiled, took out a roll of the ocean from his pocket and stuffed it into the doctor's hand, "You are an understanding person. β
After a period of bustling, the guest room on the first floor will really be quiet. Gu Shaoting, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, slowly moved his shoulders, and the pain was still obvious. He reached out and pressed his shoulders to lean against the head of the bed, although his movements were small, but his forehead was also soaked with a thin layer of sweat.
Just now, Zhang's mother listened to the doctor's words and said that she wanted him to recuperate with peace of mind, so she asked everyone to go outside to guard, and now in this room, only him and Zhou Yong are left. Gu Shaoting raised his eyes and saw that Zhou Yong was standing upright at the head of the bed, and he had no intention of going out. Gu Shaoting relaxed his body and leaned back, his voice calm, "What, do you have something to say?" Zhou Yong's body moved, his expression was a little hesitant, "Second master, I'm afraid that tonight's matter will spread all over Shanghai tomorrow, or I'll go and say hello to the major newspapers......"
"No, I don't. Gu Shaoting interrupted him, and his voice didn't fluctuate at all. Zhou Yong didn't expect him to say this, and he was a little unsure for a while, "I'm afraid that the general's side will ......" Gu Shaoting gently hooked the corners of his mouth when he heard this, "Believe it or not, the old man knows it now." Zhou Yong lowered his head and did not speak.
"It's just right to know, and I don't plan to hide it from him. Gu Shaoting leaned his head back slightly against the wall and closed his eyes to recuperate. Zhou Yong was silent for a while, and then continued, "If the general knows what you did tonight, Miss Su's side will ...... It could be dangerous. β
Gu Shaoting slowly opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Yong, his eyes flashing with an inevitable light, "So, our plan is going to be advanced." β
[The writer of the chatter is here again]
ββββI am the dividing line of my mother's small theater that returns from time to timeββββ
(The routine of the small theater of the second master)
Mother: Alas, I'm still very distressed when you're hurt.
Second Master: You have a conscience.
Mom: Your birthday is coming, do you have any gifts you want?
The second master had an indifferent face: Knowingly asked.
My mother laughed at the melon seed thief: Why don't I give you a bed scene?
The second master sneered: Do you dare to write?
My mother instantly exploded: Why don't I dare?!
The second master smiled calmly: Okay, you can write it.
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My mother suddenly felt that something seemed wrong......