Chapter 43 When I have slept enough, I wake up

==================================================== "Trading Venue Becomes Table 6"

On the observation deck on the second floor, the owner of a pair of dark blue Oxford leather shoes was looking at the scene below, glanced at Zhang Ke and Scar Man, and then moved to Ji Meng and Su Yinsheng, who were sitting not far away, "goodbye, honey"

Then he turned around and left Zhang Ke swallowed a mouthful of saliva, stood up as naturally as possible and walked to the No. 6 table next to him, glanced at the big man with the scar, couldn't help but feel numb, pretended to be calm and sat down next to him, and put the backpack between the two of them, "Eat something?" ”

The scar man asked Dao Zhangke nervously, "Cow...... Steak"

The scar man glanced at Zhang Ke, "a little familiar"

"Seven points"

After speaking, Zhang Ke stood up and said, "I'll go to the bathroom."

Then he walked away quickly, leaving the big guy and a black backpack behind.

After a while, the scar man picked up the bag next to him and prepared to leave, "It's now......"

Brother Sheng's voice sounded in the communicator, and suddenly the plainclothes hidden in all corners of the bar rushed towards the scar man.

And the big guy saw that the shape was wrong, and he let out a low roar in his mouth, punching the plainclothes who rushed up, and then he turned over and jumped over the sofa behind him, stepped on the table next to him, and kicked over the things on the table, causing chaos in the bar.

Screams rang out.

The scar man grabbed a useful thing next to him and tore down the plainclothes in front of him, and tried to retreat towards the side door of the bar.

There are traces of sliding on his face by his own broken glass slag, leaving blood but still stubbornly resisting, a quick backward flip dodges the chair smashed next to him, kicks his feet, and pushes a large sofa to the middle, and quickly pants and runs towards the side door, panicked to open the heavy side door, but ushered in a pistol against his head "Don't move"

Lu Mangman's standard gun-wielding posture aimed at the big man in front of him.

The scar man held his breath and slowly raised his hands, and the plainclothes that had flipped over the sofa behind him also surrounded him.

==================================================== hospital, there was a wounded man lying upright on the bed.

There was a circle of people around him, "Doctor, when will he wake up?"

Uncle Qiu asked worriedly, the old doctor in the white coat raised his reading glasses and looked at Ke Hejun who was lying on the bed, showing a kind smile: "When he is full, he will wake up." ”

"You mean, this kid is not unconscious, he is asleep!"

Uncle Qiu pointed his finger at the tip of Ke Hejun's nose and asked angrily, the doctor smiled, and made a silent gesture to Uncle Qiu, "Don't shout, let the patient have a good rest." ”

After saying that, he asked the nurse intern to give him a drip, and then pulled the door and went out.

Professor Lu's professional habits came up, looking at Ke Hejun, who had such a large circle of gauze wrapped around his head, as if he was looking at a corpse on the dissection table, and analyzed, "The deceased was very heavy, and he should have had a concussion before his death."

The intern nurse who was on the side of the intravenous drip was frightened, his hand shook, the needle prick was crooked, and the back of Ke Hejun's hand was swollen.

Su Yinsheng sighed, stood up from the chair at the end of the bed, walked over and took Ke Hejun's hand and pulled out the needle, changed one hand, inserted the needle into Ke Hejun in three or two clicks, and tried his best to adjust the speed of the drip, and the demonstration process was as impeccable and perfect as in the textbook.

The little nurse blushed when she saw it on the side, said in a low voice that she was embarrassed, and hurriedly put away her things and pushed the cart away.

"Hey...... You are also so interested in love rivals."

Uncle Qiu muttered in a low voice on the side, Su Yinsheng looked at Uncle Qiu's ambiguous eyes, and saw the somewhat worried and embarrassed expression on Ji Meng's face standing aside, silently stretched out his hand to adjust the speed of the drip to the maximum, and chuckled: "If you don't gossip, will you die?" ”

No one expected that Brother Sheng would suddenly make such a childish move, Uncle Qiu saw that the infusion was leaking like tap water, and hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to adjust, "Big brother, I was wrong......"

=============================================== "What? You say that the gold has been taken away. ”

The muscular man who was working out yelled loudly, "Yes...... When we got the news, we found that Brother Dao in Andong District had been taken away by Tiaozi, and we had fallen into the trap of Tiaozi. ”

"That box of gold must be brought back, it's an old man's treasure."

A shirtless blonde foreign man next to him put down the barbell in his hand and said, "Bis, the gold has entered the bureau, and it is not easy to fish it out." ”

Hua Sen's face was worried, "Originally, Qing Ye put it in the store, thinking that the most dangerous place is the safest place, but he didn't expect to be manipulated by a few thieves, and he finally found it back and wanted to change to a safe place to keep it, but he finally fell into the hands of the strip." ”

"Don't worry, isn't the young master in the police department?"

Bis looked at the resentful Watson and comforted, "The young master is bent on taking the usual path, will he help us?" ”

Bis picked up a towel and wiped his face, smiling helplessly, "It's us who don't take the usual path, okay?" ”