aircannonsinc Chapter 200
Chapter 200
What Zhang Xing did not expect was that through Nighthawk's detailed description, it can be confirmed that the driver of the truck was Zhao Chuan, the prisoner who was helped by Chihu's girlfriend Tang Wan, and he was also one of the vicious murderers in the series of gang robberies.
A week ago, he had just robbed a private car with the gang and escaped from the police's pursuit, but today he appeared as a killer again.
Although Zhang Xing racked his brains in a short period of time and could not figure out the intricate relationship between these people, it is certain that Zhao Chuan is also a member of the mysterious rass organization.
Inferring from this, the membership system of the rass organization should be very complicated, and there are not a few people involved.
Perhaps this organization is like a huge network, intertwined and spread all over the corners.
Zhang Xing accompanied Nighthawk outside the operating room, suffering every minute and every second, until the morning when the sky gradually brightened. At about 7 o'clock in the morning, the lights in the operating room that had been on all the time finally went out.
Then, the exhausted attending doctor slowly opened the door of the operating room, and Nighthawk and Zhang Xing hurried forward to ask anxiously.
The reply was that the operation went smoothly and the patient's life was no longer in danger, but because the patient's brain was hit extremely hard, the patient would enter a long coma, and the patient's current condition was equivalent to a vegetative state.
In fact, Nighthawk knew this result before the operation.
At that time, the attending physician had conducted a comprehensive and detailed assessment and informed Nighthawk of all possible situations.
And this was already a relatively good situation. After all, Thorn's life was saved, which was undoubtedly a blessing in disguise.
Nighthawk also chose to accept this result calmly, and even showed a trace of relief on his face.
Maybe this result is better than he expected. In Nighthawk's original idea, the situation might be worse.
At this moment, he prayed silently in his heart, hoping that Thorn could wake up soon. Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he was willing to wait.
Standing outside the intensive care unit, Nighthawk looked at the unconscious Thorn through the window motionlessly. His eyes were full of heartache and reluctance, and his eyes were wet unconsciously.
Zhang Xing looked at Nighthawk's grief, reached out and patted Nighthawk's shoulder gently, and comforted him: "I believe Thorn will wake up soon. Now the operation is successful, this is a good start. Don't be too sad. If Thorn wakes up, I don't want to see you like this."
Nighthawk nodded gently, his voice slightly hoarse: "In fact, even if she can't wake up, I accept it. As long as she can live, it is more important than anything else. If she can't wake up in this life, I will take care of her for the rest of my life and never leave her."
Nighthawk has always been a man who values love and friendship. Although he has not experienced a formal relationship in these years and has been wandering in the world of emotions, he desires a true love more than anyone else.
From the moment Jingzhi confessed to him, his heart seemed to be ignited with a fire, and he instantly determined the other party, and never wavered since then.
Zhang Xing nodded with great emotion, and Nighthawk said again:
"Okay, Jingzhi's life is now saved, you don't have to worry about me. I will wait for her here silently until she wakes up. No matter how long it takes, I am willing to wait."
"You have wasted a lot of time here, go and do your thing. I have handed over all the clues to you without reservation. We have already unknowingly jumped into the insidious trap designed by Lord Heishan. You must be extremely careful in everything and must not take it lightly."
Zhang Xing nodded and said firmly: "Don't worry, leave Heishan to me, I will definitely find him out and make him pay for what he did."
When Zhang Xing was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something, hesitated for a moment, and turned to Nighthawk and asked: "By the way, did you inform the team leader about Jingzhi being hit by a car?"
Ye Ying was slightly startled, then shook his head and said with a slightly tired look:
"I didn't inform the team leader, nor did I inform you. After Jingzhi was hit, my mind was blank and I didn't care about anything. I just wanted to send her to the hospital for rescue as soon as possible. Everything else was thrown out of my mind. Later, the Linhai Transportation Department contacted me and the blood bank of the People's Hospital was in urgent need. I had to show my ID. It might be that the hospital notified the bureau."
Zhang Xing asked again with a serious expression: "From the time Jingzhi encountered a car accident to the time you sent her to the People's Hospital, do you remember how long it took?"
Ye Ying answered without hesitationHe replied: "One full hour, no mistake. I have a timer in my car. When I carried Jing Ji into the car, I clearly heard the timer. It was exactly three o'clock in the morning. After I arrived at Linhai People's Hospital, when I got off the car, the timer just sounded four o'clock in the morning."
Zhang Xing's eyes were anxious, and he asked again:
"Do you remember what time it was when the hospital reported that the blood bank was in urgent need?"
Ye Ying closed his eyes tightly, tried to recall, and said slowly:
"I really can't remember the specific time so clearly and accurately. I can only roughly estimate that it was four in the morning. After 12:30. After Jingzhi was brought in, the medical staff immediately started a series of diagnostic operations. The scene was tense and busy. Then, they performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation on her, and then they rushed her to the operating room. This series of processes took at least half an hour. "
After hearing this answer, Zhang Xing's face turned pale in an instant, as if he was hit by a powerful thunder, and his whole body trembled. His eyes shook violently, his pupils shrank instantly, and an extremely strong and disturbing ominous premonition suddenly surged in his heart.
Nighthawk seemed to sense something unusual and asked hurriedly:
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
Zhang Xing hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head, pretending to be calm and comforting:
"Nothing, you stay here and take a rest when you have time, don't exhaust yourself. I'll let you know when I have news."
Nighthawk looked at Zhang Xing's face, although he was still full of doubts, he no longer had the extra energy to explore further.
At the moment, the only thing he cared about was the unconscious Thorn, so Nighthawk did not continue to ask, but only nodded solemnly, watching Zhang Xing go downstairs.
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