Chen Daojun wanted to refuse the offer to drink, because Chen Yangzhe was still injured after all, and if he drank alcohol, it would not be good for wound healing.

"My family should be coming this way now." Chen Yangzhe suddenly said faintly.

"Don't you think you're lucky that such a big truck just crashed into it?"

"yes, I almost scared it to death."

"Haha."

After Chen Yangzhe finished laughing, he suddenly put away his expression: "Why, don't you ask me, why don't you pay attention to the things behind this matter?" ”

"What?" Chen Daojun pretended not to understand what he meant.

"Actually, I don't care if the driver was intentional or unintentional, and who was behind the accident."

Chen Yangzhe no longer tells serious stories, but proposes:

"Can we have a drink now? How's that, kid? ”

"Well, we really should drink to congratulate us on our luck, what do you want to eat?"

Chen Yangzhe smacked his lips and thought for a while, then clapped his hands gently.

"We got up in the morning and climbed the mountain, and we haven't eaten yet, so let's eat a little more, how about a stewed chicken and a glass of Dongdong wine (rice wine)?"

"The best match with the hospital is not stewed chicken, but fried chicken."

"A whole one?"

Chen Yangzhe had a disgusted expression on his face, and at his age, he was no longer willing to eat greasy things.

"Then eat both stewed chicken and fried chicken, simply drink a few cans of beer, you are almost 80, I personally think that Dongdong wine is too strong, the beer degree is low, drink imported craft brew."

Anyway, Chen Daojun asked Kim Sung-chul to bring the food over, but I don't know if it was because of the traffic jam or something, it took a long time for Kim Sung-chul to arrive.

Chen Yangzhe's eyes blinked when he saw the fried chicken brought back to the ward.

He usually eats the fluffy dim sum food specially made by the chef of Zhengxinzhai, where has he ever seen such a thing.

"What is this? The whole chicken is black, can you eat it? ”

Dojun explained, "This is called soy sauce finger sucking original chicken, is this the first time you have seen it?" ”

"What is the name of this chicken, did the chicken fall into the soy sauce?"

"Haha, this is the special delicacy of the streets and alleys, do you want to try it?"

Chen Yangzhe waved his hand reluctantly.

"Forget it, you can eat as much as you want, I'll eat stewed chicken."

After toasting with a canned beer, the two began to nibble on their respective chickens.

Daojun directly put on plastic gloves and opened the fried chicken with both hands, revealing a snow-white texture of the light-colored chicken and exuding a strange fragrance.

After this fragrance reached the ward, Chen Yangzhe finally couldn't suppress his curiosity.

"Give me one, it tastes real, it smells weird"

Chen Daojun shook his head, how can Chen Yangzhe be greedy like an old naughty boy now?

He smiled and handed over a chicken wing, curious to see how the other would react, but sure enough.

The salty and spicy taste stimulated his tongue, and Chen Yangzhe's expression immediately changed.

This taste, for him, who usually pays attention to health, is no less than opening the door to a new world.

He directly moved the stewed chicken to Daojun's side:

"Daojun."

"Yes."

"Let's eat instead."

Really.

When people are hungry, it is difficult to resist this delicious thing.

Chen Yangzhe squinted, picked up his finger-sucking original chicken and gnawed it, although at this age, his teeth are really good, and he bit off a large piece of chicken that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

"Don't eat too much, it's not good for digestion."

Chen Daojun shook his head, and could only pick up chopsticks and silently nibble on the stewed chicken, which was really tasteless.

He'd rather nibble on finger sucking on plain chicken bones.

It seems that making chickens is also a science.

On the other side, in a private house.

A middle-aged man in plain clothes was being tortured:

"Don't pretend anymore, be honest, right? Who instructed you to lend your car to Kim Il Tae, huh? ”

The middle-aged man was drunk last night, and now he was pulled up directly from the bed, a little confused: "Who are you, my door is obviously closed, how did you get in?" ”

"There's a guy driving your car and hitting someone, we're the victim's family, what's wrong?"

"No, it won't, right? Could it be that you hit and killed someone? ”

The truck driver was held down by three men in suits and leather shoes, and his face turned red.

"I don't know if you're dead yet, but I want to know more than this, someone instructed you to lend a truck to someone, right?"

The man in the suit wearing sunglasses at the head asked:

"Ah, no, I really don't know, it's just that after driving all night, I got together with my friends and drank, and I went to sleep when I got home last night, and I didn't go anywhere, believe me, I don't know that guy named Kim Il Tae."

"Believe it or not, it's up to us to judge, as long as you tell the truth, your life will be as if nothing happened, as long as you tell half a lie, you're finished."

The truck driver suddenly got out of bed and knelt down.

"Wronged, I have too little work recently and can only empty the car, and I can't even earn oil prices, because I can't make money from work, I was scolded by my daughter-in-law, I had dinner with my friends angrily, drank half a bottle of soju, and fell asleep at home because I was drunk, but I didn't expect the car to be taken away."

He reached out and touched the car keys in his trouser pocket, trying to prove that he didn't know, but no matter how much he searched, he couldn't find his set of keys.

"I, I. Maybe I got drunk yesterday and fell in a restaurant and was picked up," the truck driver simply slammed his head on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

Li Xuezai, who had been silently watching this scene, quietly walked out and said to the subordinates who followed behind.

"This guy has been scared, you continue to interrogate to the end, and report anything you ask immediately."

"Yes, Director."

Seeing that the truck driver even shed tears, the doubts of several other interrogators never disappeared.

"Really? Got it, go to work. ”

After Li Xuezai bent over and left under his men, he went to Chen Yangzhe's ward.

"The family is here?"

"Yes, your driver and the wife and mother of Kim Yoon-seok's agent are here."

According to the regulations of Shunyang Hospital, if there is a car accident, the family can be notified.

"Let's not worry, let's prepare a good rest house nearby, right?" Chen Yangzhe changed his mind and explained an alternative.

"I arranged a hotel, and there was an empty ward next to it, and there was a member of the strategy department who was more professional in the next work, and I also arranged it."

"Well done."

Chen Yangzhe seemed to be satisfied with the detailed arrangements of Director Li Xuezai, and nodded.

"But President, I haven't told them about your current situation yet."

This is where Li Xuezai is ruthless, so he makes a fool of himself, so as to continue to stir up the situation.

Chen Yangzhe saw what Li Xuezai meant.

"Do you want to see how people react?"

"Yes, someone will definitely act, if it wasn't a simple accident, but a plan."

"It seems that you don't think it's a simple accident at all, Xuezai." Chen Yangzhe nodded slightly.

(End of chapter)