In the corridor outside the emergency operating room, Team Huangquan stood as straight as a green pine tree against the wall.
Seven hours had passed since Zhang Feng was pushed into the emergency operating room. It was already dark and the lights were starting to turn on!
It was just that the police had just begun to clear up the remnants of the Mao Daxing drug trafficking group in Southwest City. At the same time, the death order was issued from above, and the order was directly conveyed to Xu Qing.
Xu Qing looked at the document in his hand, with a heavy look of joy on his face, and slapped his hand on the desk!
Order: Clear the four southwest gates of the underground forces in Southwest City, the middle, south and west gates!
Ever since he took office as Secretary of the Southwest City Party Committee, Xu Qing has always wanted to eradicate the cancer in Southwest City. However, the underground forces are so intricate and involved that he cannot move them alone!
It's different now. Giving an order from above is like getting Shang Fang's sword, which allows him to act freely.
After dialing the internal secretary's number, Xu Qing said, "Notify the municipal party committee meeting room for a meeting immediately!"
Xue Biao, who was sitting on the sofa in the villa, received the call and listened to the voice inside, nodding his head.
After hanging up the phone, with a lucky smile on his face, he quickly dialed the number of his confidant and said: "Cut down all the gang-related industries in our north gate, and dismiss all our people immediately! Act quickly!"
The weather in Southwest City has changed...
The red light in the emergency operating room finally went out, and the chief physician, who looked sluggish and almost exhausted, came out. The King of Hell immediately came up to him and asked, "How is it?"
"Oh, we are back from the brink of death for the time being!" the chief physician said with a sigh.
The King of Hell frowned slightly on his painted cheeks and said, "What is temporary?"
"The patient's injuries are really serious! Five ribs were broken, a large area of chest muscle contusion, and internal organs were damaged to a certain extent. The wound on the abdomen even injured the spleen, although the gunshot wound on the shoulder was not injured. Bones, but also caused muscle tears, and the left wrist was dislocated. A single injury is not fatal, but the accumulation of such injuries on one person is extremely dangerous.
Although the patient's life has been saved now, the twenty-four hours after the operation are a dangerous period, and any complications are fatal.
of! If you can't survive it..." The chief physician shook his head slightly and had nothing to say, but the meaning was obvious.
The members of the Huangquan team tensed up because of anger. Their brothers and comrades-in-arms are now lying on the hospital bed not knowing whether they are alive or dead, but they can do nothing but wait!
The nurse pushed Zhang Feng out. Zhang Feng was on the hospital bed with various tubes and oxygen masks inserted into his body.
The playful smile of the past was gone, and his face was pale and deflated, without any life or color.
Zhang Feng was pushed into the intensive care unit. The nurse prevented members of the Huangquan team from entering, saying: "The patient's condition is extremely unstable now. Any bacteria may cause complications. You are not allowed to go in!"
The King of Hell nodded, walked into the nurse's room, and said, "From now until Zhang Feng's condition becomes stable and he is transferred to the military hospital, someone will be guarding the door of the ward 24 hours a day!"
Li Jian took a step forward and said: "Report, captain, I'll go first!"
The King of Hell did not refuse until Li Jian and Zhang Feng came out of the same unit. He nodded and said: "Civil clothes, changing of the guard 24 hours a day. The others will go to the Southwest Military Region with me and wait for orders!"
"yes!"
After the Huang Quan team left the hospital, Li Jian walked into the hospital bathroom, wiped off the paint on his face, and put on his normal clothes.
Standing at the glass window of the intensive care unit, he looked at Zhang Feng lying on the hospital bed inside.
The street devil that he had observed through the telescope had now turned into an iron-blooded soldier, completing missions unimaginable to ordinary people again and again.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Li Jian would never believe it.
When the sky lit up again, Yuan Lang stood in the office of Southwest City Police Station, his brows knitted tightly together.
In one night's operation, almost all the remnants of the Mao Daxing drug cartel in Southwest City were arrested. However, the whereabouts of Mao Daxing's son, Mao Xiaorui, have not yet been found.
It can be seen from the results of the interrogation that Mao Xiaorui was not involved in drug trafficking, but the whereabouts of such a mission always made him feel uneasy.
On the other side, the city government and the Southwest Military Region acted quickly, with thunderous momentum, and quickly
Arrest the three gates in the southeast and west of Southwest City.
Although he didn't know why the above order did not mention the North Gate alone, Xu Qing was still very satisfied.
Moreover, Xue Biao from Beimen was also aware of the current situation. Before the joint operation started, he cut off all the gang-related industries and some people surrendered.
Although he understood that the person who surrendered was nothing more than a scapegoat, it also showed Xue Biao's attitude!
On a new day, the sky is clear and the breeze is gentle in Southwest City. Even ordinary people walking on the street can feel that their breathing has become easier.
Four days later, Zhang Feng woke up from his coma.
Seven days later, Zhang Feng's condition stabilized and he was transferred by helicopter to the hospital affiliated with the Kyoto Military Region through the airport of the Southwest Military Region.
But he was still able to eat, and his vital signs could only be maintained through infusion.
The whole person has lost a whole circle of weight, and the cheekbones on the cheeks have become more and more prominent. The originally messy hair, which was shaved bald before the surgery, now has slight green stubble.
Half a month later, Zhang Feng was finally able to eat, most of his body injuries had recovered, and he was able to start walking.
However, his left arm was still in a plaster. After walking around on the ground for a while, he felt that his physical strength was too much, so he lay down on the hospital bed again.
The door to the ward was pushed open, and the King of Hell walked in with a smile on his face and a small red box in his hand.
"King of Hell, you finally thought of coming to see me! Oh my God, what kind of hospital is this? The nurse can't beat me with a stick, and there's no one to talk to. It's almost suffocating me to death!" Look! When the King of Hell walked in, Zhang Feng couldn't help but ramble.
The King of Hell pulled a chair over, sat down, and said, "I came here today because I had something to do, otherwise I would have to train and I wouldn't be able to get away!"
Hearing his words, Zhang Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes, "You can't say you care about me, that's why you came to see me? Do you know how to chat? Even if you lie, can you make me feel better?"
"I won't lie!" The King of Hell said while holding back his smile.
"Oh my god, can you please stop teasing me? King of Hell, at that time you tormented us like grandsons, and you never said the right thing once. Your face didn't turn red, your heart didn't beat, and you didn't know how to lie?" Zhang Feng asked He frowned and said angrily.