Ye Miao and the other policemen heard the sobbing sound in the house, but they didn't dare to go in, although they didn't know what was going on.

After a while, Tian Hongzhuo calmed down. Walking out of the ward, Ye Miao and the other policemen saw Tian Hongzhuo come out, and although they were a little confused by Tian Hongzhuo's excitement just now, they didn't have the courage to ask.

"The doctor said that this shock was dealt with in a timely manner and there would be no big problem." Ye Miao pondered for a long time and squeezed out a sentence from his mind.

Tian Hongzhuo nodded slightly: "Zhou Yujie is my relative, and if there is a situation, tell me in time." ”

Ye Miao was very calm on the surface, but she was shocked in her heart, they never thought that Yu Jie would be the relative of the secretary of the Municipal Legal Committee and the director of the Public Security Bureau.

Ye Miao had a-for-tat confrontation over whether to operate on Yu Jie before, but now it seems that fortunately it was not implemented immediately, otherwise there would be three long and two short, and he would have to walk around without eating. Ye Miao thought about it, and felt a little lucky.

"Please rest assured, we will strengthen our precautions." Ye Miao immediately raised her head and stood tall.

Tian Hongzhuo nodded, without words, and walked out.

As soon as Tian Hongzhuo left, Ye Miao immediately found the previous doctor and expressed his support for conservative treatment.

Yu Xuan will be regarded as a doppelganger, Yu Jie was frightened here, and then Leng Qing's life and death were uncertain, fortunately, there was still a big head in the prison area to help coordinate.

After Zhou Xiaobing was escorted back to prison from the Public Security Bureau, he fell seriously ill, and his temperament also changed. The tone of his speech with his accomplices dropped by half a level, and the whole person looked sick and devoid of energy.

Yu Xuan made a special case and handed over some small affairs of the prison to the big head, which was also the only person he could trust in the prison area. Although Datou is still only an intern, everyone else knows that he is Yuxuan's classmate and has had the experience of living and dying together, so they don't say much.

In the morning, people from the prison area came to meet again, including Zhou Xiaobing's uncle. In view of Zhou Xiaobing's current negative mentality, it is necessary for him to meet his relatives, and he thought about it, so he voluntarily allowed Zhou Xiaobing's reception.

In the interview room, a soundproof glass wall divides the interview room into two halves, the inner side is connected to the prison inmates' holding area, and the outer side is connected to the prison office area. On the glass wall base, a row of telephones and round benches are arranged symmetrically inside and outside.

Outside, a policewoman is checking the items she is about to bring into the cell, a few pieces of clothing, and she is picking up a bottle of "Cold Qing" wax-sealed bottle of medicine to look at and shake carefully.

Inside, the big head listens to the phone carefully. Three men sat symmetrically inside and outside the glass wall, Zhou Xiaobing sat on the inside in prison clothes, two on the outside, one of them was in his fifties, and the man who looked a little old-fashioned was Zhou Xiaobing's younger brother, and Zhou Xiaobing was talking to him on the telephone.

Zhou Xiaobing's face was a little sallow, he had no spirit, and his tone was also very low: "Uncle, thank you for coming to see me, I remember your words, you can rest assured." ”

Uncle: "Just remember...... Okay, you can talk to your cousin. ”

Zhou Xiaobing's cousin is Li Baoquan, a doctor who runs a small clinic in the township. The age difference between the two is not much, and they have had the strongest relationship since childhood. It's just that Zhou Xiaobing has been in prison all these years and rarely meets.

"I heard that you are sick, I brought you some medicine, and he is thinking of other things." Li Baoquan said, and swept his eyes over the big head that was listening to the phone.

Zhou Xiaobing nodded, without much expression on his face.

"By the way, I'll bring you 400 yuan and give it to the policeman." As he spoke, he pointed to the policewoman who was inspecting the interview.

With gratitude in his eyes, Zhou Xiaobing stretched out his palm and pressed it against the glass wall. Li Baoquan also pressed his palm against the glass wall to form a high-five.

After a while, Li Baoquan looked at the time: "I have to go." Take care and come back next time. ”

Zhou Xiaobing nodded helplessly, with all kinds of loss in his eyes.

Before taking away, Uncle Zhou Xiaobing knocked on the glass: "Remember my words!" ”

Zhou Xiaobing still nodded, didn't say too much from beginning to end, looked very dull, waved his hand through the glass, and watched the two of them leave.

Back in the confinement room, Zhou Xiaobing looked left and right and looked outside through the cat's eyes, squatted down and took out the bottle of "Cold Qing" with a well-packaged surface just taken from the policewoman's hand from his pocket.

He unscrewed it vigorously and took out a folded piece of paper that was tightly attached to the cap of the bottle, which read: "Ephedrine, 15 mg per tablet, 2 tablets 3 times a day, do not use indiscriminately." There are two more lines underneath. When he saw it, he tore up the piece of paper and put it in his mouth. Pour out 2 slices, think for a moment, and pour out another slice. Putting the medicine bottle on the cement slab in the reflection room, there was a sound of footsteps, he quickly put 3 pills in his mouth, and soon lay down on the cement slab, and pressed the bottle of "Cold Qing" with his body.

Diao Xueming pushed away the cat's eye from the outside, poked his head and looked inside: "Zhou Xiaobing, your ...... Rice...... Here it comes. You...... Really sick? ”

Zhou Xiaobing's eyes were full of confusion and timidity, and he replied weakly: "What do you say? ”

Diao Xueming didn't seem to be too lazy to deal with Zhou Xiaobing, as long as he was sure that he was sick, he turned around and left.

Zhou Xiaobing listened to Diao Xueming's footsteps and slowly walked away, took out the cold clear from under his body, and put it back in his pocket.

The light in the operating room of City A People's Hospital was always on, and Yu Xuan, who was overdrawn, opened the chair outside the door and slowly fell asleep.

Gu Xueman, who learned the news, hesitated again and again and rushed over.

From a distance, Gu Xueman saw Yu Xuan leaning on a chair. She walked over and sat down gently beside Yu Xuan. Yu Xuan didn't notice Gu Xueman's arrival.

Gu Xueman looked at Yu Xuan, who looked haggard, and then looked at the "operational" light that was still on, and breathed a sigh of relief gently, his expression was a little complicated. The blood on Yu Xuan's hands passed through the white gauze, revealing red and black blood stains.

Gu Xueman took off his coat, gently covered Yu Xuan's body, sat thoughtfully for a while, got up and left, and disappeared outside the hospital.

I don't know how long it has been, the operation has not stopped, and the sudden ringing of Yuxuan's mobile phone broke the silence outside the operating room.

Yu Xuan was startled, and immediately straightened up, finding that he had a woman's dress covered on his chest, and the smell was so familiar.

He didn't bother to answer the phone, looked around for a while, but didn't see anyone, so he carefully looked at the clothes covering his body.

"It seems that this time, Zhou Xiaobing is really sick?" The big head on the other end of the line said as he walked.

"Isn't it just a little cold? Not good yet? Yu Xuan's voice was tired.

"No, his uncle came today and brought him cold medicine, and we all checked it."

"Okay, you can do it!" Yu Xuan closed the phone, his hands drooped, and he couldn't take his eyes off the still bright "Operational" sign.

Seeing the big head coming in, Diao Xueming immediately greeted him: "Report to the captain, Zhou Xiaobing shouted that his chest was uncomfortable, and his head was very dizzy." ”

The big head nodded and hurriedly walked towards the reflection room.

Zhou Xiaobing's face in the reflection room was pale, and pea-sized drops of sweat on his forehead flowed down his cheeks.

"Help him to the infirmary." The big head shouted at Diao Xueming.

Zhou Xiaobing was very cooperative, and with Diao Xueming's support, he got up.

Diao Xueming and Zhou Xiaobing met in secret, revealing a mysterious hatred collision.

The doctor in the infirmary of the prison area pressed the blood vessels on Zhou Xiaobing's wrist, then looked at Zhou Xiaobing, whose eyes were white, and took out a blood pressure monitor and a stethoscope.

After a while, he asked, "Do your parents have high blood pressure?" ”

Zhou Xiaobing shook his head weakly.

The prison doctor looked at Zhou Xiaobing, who had a very bad face, suspiciously: "According to your age, your blood pressure is a little high, 150~94, and your heartbeat is also a little too fast, 107 times per minute, do you feel this way?" ”

Zhou Xiaobing nodded weakly: "Yes." ”

The prison doctor turned to the big head and said, "He has high blood pressure and a little heart problem, so I'll prescribe some medicine for him." ”